A/N Hey everyone, thank you so much for your support! I hope you enjoy this chapter; I thought it necessary to introduce the secondary characters a little more and show their friendship.. Next chapter is more focal on 'alone time', but you'll have to wait for that one! ;)
Friday (7.30pm)
"Yo guys, sorry I'm late; the bus broke down," Cynthia Rose panted slightly as she joined the three girls patiently waiting. The brunette & ginger were sat (subtly snuggling) on one side of the booth and the blonde in the other. Smiling, the lone girl welcomed her friend to sit next to her. The café buzzed with bustling people and a circle of three almost-empty hot chocolates rested on the table between the four teenagers.
"That's okay," Chloe chimed, "Jessica's picking up the others after she's finished clarinet."
"Could everyone make it?" Beca asked the ginger next to her and her heart skipped a beat as the smiling bright blue eyes shone their light on her.
"Mmhmm," the taller girl hummed before whispering, "I can be VERY persuasive." Chloe winked and the brunette blushed slightly as her eyebrow lifted and a challenging smirk crept across her face.
"I bet," Beca replied in her husky whisper.
The ginger, having lost herself in the intense stare beside her, opened her mouth to reply when Aubrey coughed. Snapping back to reality, Chloe looked apologetically at the disapproving girl, however saw a slight smile twitching at the edges of the blonde's thin lips and relaxed.
"Hey, hey, hey girls," a voice interrupted cheerily, "Budge up, shortie." Stacie grinned as she slipped in next to the couple while Jessica and Lilly pulled up chairs at the head of the table and Ashley took a seat next to Aubrey.
"Yay, everyone's here!" Chloe exclaimed at the group of beaming faces.
"Did you doubt your persuasive powers?" Beca grinned and winked at the ginger. The taller girl scoffed and her parted mouth drew the full attention of the brunette. Licking her lips subconsciously, the smaller girl's hungry stare travelled back up to the wide eyes.
"Chlo, did you hear me?" Jessica's wide smile was plastered on her face as the ginger glanced over with confusion, "Sorry, no I didn't. Wh- what did you say?" The embarrassed girl's cheeks reddened a little and tried to push her buzzing thoughts (and urges) aside.
"She was asking what we're getting up to tonight," Aubrey spoke up with her tight-lipped expression.
"Well," Stacie spoke slowly as she grinned, eyeing Beca and Chloe, "I don't mind just sitting and watching you two eye-fuck." The smaller girl blushed and looked down at her lap as the ginger bit her lip at the immediate thoughts of being with Beca snuck into her hungry mind. Giggling at the girls' reaction, the tall brunette continued, "Don't worry guys: your chemistry is HOT."
"The tension is pretty.. prominent," Cynthia Rose chuckled before sneaking a glance at Stacie's bouncing cleavage as it rose and fell with every breath from her low-cut top.
"Oh yeah, congratulations by the way!" Ashley gasped ecstatically and Jessica nodded along, clapping her hands excitedly. Opening and moving her mouth, Lilly appeared to speak and the other girls squinted in an attempt to hear their friend.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Beca asked patiently. Sighing, Lilly repeated herself loud enough to be heard, "I think I have an idea." The group gasped at how audible the quiet girl had been. Jokingly, Stacie replied, "No need to shout," and more laughter erupted.
45 Minutes Later
"This was DEFINITELY a great idea," Jessica smiled as she addressed the Asian girl. Lilly spoke (seemingly silent again) before sucking at a spoonful of her Oreo McFlurry.
"Mmmm," Ashley hummed in agreement as she too savoured the cold taste of her matching icecream. Cynthia Rose and Stacie sighed appreciatively as they sunk onto the remaining stools at the long table and the gruffer of the two placed their tray of food down. Stacie grinned and sat with a perfect posture, elongating her spine (and pushing her chest out, Beca realised and almost snorted). Instead, the smaller brunette partially choked on the mouthful of fresh fries she was swallowing. A slim hand glided across the girl's thigh as she tried to regain control over her convulsing body.
"You okay?" A concerned whisper drifted into Beca's ear as she breathed in through her nose and managed to swallow her mouthful before clearing her throat. Glancing at the owner of the wandering hand (while the fingertips brushed lightly on the thin denim material), the brunette smiled, "Yeah, thanks". Her frown depleting, Chloe grinned back and her eyes twinkled before she turned back to concentrating on handling her grilled chicken wrap with her free hand. The limp lettuce protruded from the thin skin and the ginger's forehead creased a little as she tried to contain the spilling contents and take a bite simultaneously. A light chuckle escaped from Beca's lips as she observed her adorable girlfriend. Having finished her first bite (and fully aware of the intense eyes on her), Chloe slowly poked her tongue between her lips and licked them, accentuating the original gloss. The ginger then put the wrap down, brought her left forefinger up and pushed it into her mouth. With her lips puckered and tight around the finger, she slowly retracted it and created a popping noise as it left the warm and dark chasm. Practically hearing Beca's jaw dramatically drop, Chloe plastered on an innocent expression and, with wide eyes and slightly raised eyebrows, she pouted, "Something wrong?" Blinking silently, the brunette tried to reply but all that she could muster was an "errr" which scrambled its way from the distracted girl's throat. After a few seconds the smaller girl shook her head and managed, "N- no, I err.. I'm g- good." Smirking at the cute girl next to her, Chloe started to let her fingertips crawl their way down the slight slope to the brunette's inner thigh and up towards her crotch.
"Beca, can you remember if we had homework set in physics?" Stacie asked across the table, unwittingly interrupting the torture going on under the table. Chloe had stopped for a second; thinking she'd been caught. The ginger's cheeks had started to redden, however just as quickly paled once the question had noticeably been irrelevant to her current teasing. Beca's dark eyes were glazed over as she turned to look at the tall girl and stammered, "Umm," her brain tried to concentrate as Chloe's touch drifted further, "I err.. I don't think SO". The small girl yelped slightly and her intonation rose astoundingly as the ginger's whole hand had gripped her core and squeezed.
"Shit, sorry," Chloe looked at Beca, her hand still firmly in place, "I must have stood on your foot." None of the girls seemed to care about Beca's unexpected outburst once an excuse had been given and Stacie nodded at the reply, satisfied with the answer.
20 Minutes Later
"Hey, you going to finish those?" Aubrey asked politely, directing her attention towards the smaller brunette who'd been watching the ginger next to her slowly (and seductively) eat for the past five minutes.
"Uhh," Beca cleared her throat and looked at the fries cooling on her tray, "Nah, d'you want them?"
"If that's alright," the blonde reached over and took a couple of the thin slices of potato between her fingers, smiling at the other girl. She took a bite of one, humming in delight. After swallowing her mouthful, Aubrey spoke, "So, Beca, are you coming to see Chloe and I put some dingalings in their place next Tuesday?" Confused, Beca looked at the blonde before turning inquisitively to her girlfriend - who'd stopped eating and was sipping her drink as she heard this. Frowning slightly, the brunette replied, "Umm.. 'Fraid I don't know what you mean, Aubrey."
"You haven't told her?" Aubrey almost screeched in shock across the table at the blue orbs staring at her in silence.
"Told me what, Chlo?" Beca wasn't angry, but her frustration at being out of the loop came across as irritation in her tone.
"I'm sorry, Becs," the apologetic girl spoke hastily, "I just.. I don't think I'm going to do very well, and I didn't want you to see me lose.." Her voice died off as genuine worry clouded her vision slightly.
"You're not going to lose! You're the best on our team," Aubrey interrupted, adding with a joking smile, "Apart from me."
"Lose what?" Beca felt exasperated at the enigma in the air. Chloe's eyes were looking down at the space between their legs, and the brunette gently tilted the girl's concerned face upwards with her pale thumb and forefinger. Whispering in a more patient tone, Beca repeated as she made eye contact with the ginger, "Lose what, baby?"
"Umm," Chloe's cheeks reddened, "You know how a while ago.. When we went to Jesse's and discovered he had a pool, and I said how I like to swim because it helps get the stress out? You may not remember, as we were watching the last film and kinda drifting off while casually chatting over Judd Nelson being.. Well, Judd Nelson-"
"I remember," Beca replied softly, hushing Chloe's rambling and returning her focus to the main explanation.
"Okay, so I may have sort of misled you with just HOW much I like (and do) swimming," Chloe pulled an apologetic face, "I'm actually a competitor for the county.. Kind of.. I mean, I have been for like 5 years, but I have to 'defend my title' or whatever. I'm sorry, I just don't want to ever sound like all the people who do sports for the county and walk around expecting everyone else to lick the dirt from their shoes, you know?"
"Don't worry, I know now," the brunette smiled widely, "Plus, it's actually pretty cool that MY girlfriend is a competing swimmer."
"I didn't say I was any good," the taller girl warned, however the solemn expression had been replaced with a grin and ensnared bottom lip. My girlfriend is literally the best, Chloe thought to herself as she subconsciously eyed the other girl's rosy lips.
"So," Beca interrupted the ginger's thoughts, "What's happening next Tuesday?"
"Oh, Aubrey and I (along with the rest of the team) are competing. It's no big deal."
"NO BIG DEAL?" Aubrey shrieked (not in anger, simply disagreement), "Chlo, it's the English county championships! If you remain in these AGAIN, then you'll be into the regionals. Not-to-mention the longest defending champion the team's ever had!"
"And how do I get to be in the crowd cheering you two on?" Beca asked Aubrey the question, though quickly returned her gaze to the hypnotic electric blue eyes.
"Umm.. I can text you the address, Chloe will just need to ask for an extra reserved seat in the crowd (I would, but I've already allocated my two seats)," the blonde replied with the instruction diligently.
"So, what do you.. swim? Like, are they particular races?" The brunette felt Chloe's creeping fingers twitch playfully on her crotch as she whispered silkily, "You'll just have to come.. And find out." Grinning, Beca leaned in and rested her forehead on the mischievous ginger's, "Oh I'm coming; you can count on it."
"Enough with the romance!" Stacie bellowed as if she were making an announcement, calling all of her friends to attention, "Onwards to the bar!"
Clearing their finished remnants of fast food, the group chattered as they left McDonald's and followed the tallest teenager's lead to the next destination.
15 Minutes Later
"Hey, Terry," Stacie cooed as she pranced over the threshold, her timid (and in Aubrey's case, disapproving) friends also greeting the stocky man as they entered 'The Galaxy'.
"Be safe, Stace," the chunky bouncer called after the girl and she waved her hand, laughing at the remark. Once inside, Beca immediately inhaled the unpleasant combination of sweat and alcohol rising from the crowd dancing. The hordes of people on the dancefloor would have been in complete darkness if it weren't for the blaring lights shooting across them from the stage area with the dj and his decks. The heavy drum and bass mix thudded through the floorboards and coaxed Beca's heart to the beat as she felt slender fingers intertwine with hers.
"Come on," a voice shouted next to her heavily pierced ear (trying to make themselves audible over the noise), to which Beca allowed the hand's grip to pull her over to the warmly lit bar. The other girls had somehow weaved their way through the crowd and reached the destination before Beca and Chloe, and Stacie handed the late arrivals a shot in their free hands. Raising her own shot into the middle of their tightly-packed circle, the tall brunette shouted, "To memories.. Or a lack of!" The others clinked their small shot glasses against the girl's before they all quickly gulped back the liquid. Aubrey winced and coughed a little, as did Jessica & Ashley. Cynthia Rose and Lilly seemed completely nonplussed, and Chloe (much to Beca's amusement) appeared to hiccup a little as the tequila trickled down her throat. Without being given a proper chance to breath, the group were handed their second round of shots, which they knocked back without a toast, before repeating the process with their third, fourth and fifth sets. As they finished their last round (straight vodka), a bald man in black trousers and a purple silk shirt which was unbuttoned to display a gold chain pushed into the circle and shouted over the music. He raised a full bottle of tequila which he'd acquired from the bar and unscrewed the top. It's sleek and glistening exterior shined in the limited lighting, much alike to the man's sweaty head. He high-fived Stacie and she greeted him by name, however was inaudible over the music.
"LET'S PARTYYYYY!" the drunken man shouted as he raised the bottle to hover above the nearest girl (Stacie's) opened mouth by a few inches. As she tilted her head up a little he poured a couple of shots' worth from the bottle into her gaping mouth. The pure liquid twirled eloquently before diving into darkness. The man then stopped as Stacie closed her mouth to swallow the burning drink, and he leaned to do the same to Cynthia Rose, who indifferently accepted, as did Lilly afterwards. Then Jessica and Ashley followed, managing to not splutter the contents out despite their eyes bulging with the pain ripping through their tender throats. Aubrey (already swaying and dizzy) accepted and, despite squirming on the spot and frowning, also swallowed the majority of the drink - a small dribble escaping down her chin. Next was Chloe, who squeezed the smaller brunette's hand slightly as the man lost his balanced and ended up pouring an additional shot's worth into her brimming mouth of alcohol. Waiting to see that her girlfriend had finished her drink and was fine, Beca turned to the bleary-eyed man and accepted the remainder of the bottle's contents. Despite not getting a drink himself, the stranger seemed ecstatic and Stacie led him to the dancefloor. Chloe looked concerned, however Stacie (seeing this) mouthed "Me no fuck him" and giggled, tipsy as she also signalled for Cynthia Rose to follow. Without hesitation, the dark girl took hold of the tall brunette's offered hand and they disappeared into the bobbing crowd. Lilly and Jessica laughed as they both took hold of Aubrey and Ashley (who were nodding their heads out of time to the music) and dragged them towards the dancefloor too.
"Do you wanna join?" Jessica shouted at the remaining two. Beca glanced at Chloe (who was staring thirstily at the free leather stools by the bar) and shouted back, "Maybe in a bit, we'll find you later!" Nodding as she understood the gist of what was being communicated; the beaming blonde turned back to her stumbling friends and guided them further from the bar.
Chloe perched on the edge of her stool and Beca slid onto the empty seat next to her. The ginger beckoned to a bartender and, as the man with short cropped brown hair walked over, she said, "Two vodkas on the rocks please: one double, one single." Nodding, the man crinkled his nose as he concentrated on producing the drinks quickly and counted the correct change in return.
"Here," Chloe handed the slightly weaker drink to Beca, "These were the first drinks we ordered together when we came here before.. I think?"
"They were indeed," the brunette smiled back as she took her glass and clinked it against the taller girl's. She tilted her head back and downed the drink, as the ginger admired her jawline in the lighting (just like the previous time). Once she'd finished, Chloe drank and Beca also admired the lighting bouncing from the beautiful girl's outline, chuckling to herself at the déjà vu effect. As the bartender walked past, the brunette signalled to him and shouted, "12 shots of tequila please." Within minutes the tray of miniature glasses brimming with liquid was placed between the two girls. Giggling her melodic way, and warming Beca's insides more than the burning alcohol ever could, Chloe raised an eyebrow at the smaller girl.
"You trying to get me drunk?" she joked.
"Only if you're a lightweight these days," the brunette smirked back, "We're going to play a game." Chloe leaned forward so that Beca could speak into her ear the rules. As she finished explaining, the smaller girl took the opportunity to bite the ginger's empty ear lobe before slowing dragging her teeth from it. Even though their surroundings were too loud, the brunette had noticed the other girl shiver and knew a growl will have escaped the ensnared glossy lips. Leaning back, Chloe handed Beca a shot as she placed one in her own hand. The ginger pondered for a second before, with a glint in her eye, she leaned forward slightly and spoke.
"You get turned on by.. Well, not by being worshipped, but like from extreme confidence being employed for your entertainment. Like, a strip tease," she grinned - following the explained rules of what they were guessing this time they played the game. Beca shrugged and swigged her shot down before replying, "And you get turned on when you know I'm willing to submit to your displayed confidence."
"True," Chloe nodded before adding, "But that one isn't a proper guess.. No cheating, Mitchell!"
"Umm.. You get turned on by my embarrassment.. Right?" the brunette lacked assurance in her guess, as she (unlike Chloe) didn't feel she had sufficient evidence to back it up.
"You're cute, and it's overpoweringly hot," the taller girl shrugged as she swigged her shot. Staring at her girlfriend confidently, she cleared her throat, "You're into.. Roleplay!" The final word left her tongue with an enthusiastic chime. Blushing and breaking eye contact for a second, Beca looked away as she swallowed her second shot's contents. Frowning at her memory of Chloe's high pain tolerance previously in the hot tub, the brunette looked at the other girl, "You're into, like, kinky BDSM stuff aren't you? Bondage and being hurt from, I don't know, whips?"
"Umm.. That's more complicated than just a yes or no thing.. I err.. I think you should ask a different question," Chloe's eyes were dimmer and she looked sad for a second before she appeared to correct the fallen mask. Frowning at this, Beca made a mental note to ask another time however, not wanting to upset her girlfriend, thought of a new question. Clearing her throat, the brunette spoke, "You get turned on by skin being exposed but also hidden.. Kind of as if what's hidden is making its presence known but not too much."
"Fuck you, clothes!" the ginger grinned genuinely as she drank, "You're driven CRAZY," Beca raised a quizzical brow and smirked at the emphasis, "When you feel me do this.." The taller girl took her free hand from the tray of remaining shots and slowly walked her long forefinger and middle finger up the other girl's inner thigh before tracing their fingertips down the crotch area and back down. Sure enough, Beca's breath had hitched in her throat and, once the fingers had left her jeans, she took a drink.
"Fine, but you get turned on when you tease me like that, and especially when it's in public and I'm trying to control my urges." Chloe grinned and winked before replying, "You won't need to control those urges later, baby." Smirking, Beca replied, "I will if you're drunk and unconscious.. I guessed two by accident by the way, so you can guess two for me." The ginger nodded and, after drinking two shots, paused for a second. Her eyes were slightly glazed and she found herself frowning to concentrate the tiniest inkling of her preoccupied mind on the task at hand. Fuck, am I drunk already?! Chloe thought, her eyes widening at the possibility.
"You okay?" Beca quizzed, looking concerned as she rested a protective hand on the girl's thigh.
"I'm good, thanksss Becsss," the taller girl started to slur as the previous two shots' made their impact, and the brunette grinned.
"You get err.. You're horny wh- when I show off any of my life skilzzz," Chloe winked as she, still slurring, put on a 'street' accent towards the end, "And you also d- don't nece- nece- necessarilyyy get turned on by this but you like knowing I need you.. To protect me." After frowning at her tongue's inability to perform so smoothly with the words, the ginger had a more sincere expression in her eyes, as if to admit what she'd been pretending wasn't true about herself. The girl hadn't wanted to say it, or believe it; however she knew that she was fragile. What had helped with her accepting this though was the fact that Beca seemed to also know, and not care. The brunette took two shots before leaning forward. She brought her free hand up to lightly caress the ginger's high cheekbone and prominent jawline as she closed the distance between their lips. Admittedly, Chloe was a little clumsy in her movements as their mouths moulded together, but the alcohol from Beca's two shots hit her and this thought faded away (not that she'd been bothered by it before). Their lips parted simultaneously as their tongues eagerly lunged towards one another and danced. Slipping and sliding with ease into one another's mouths, the couple unlaced their fingers and Chloe used both of her hands to pull herself into the gap between the smaller girl's legs. The ginger had slipped off her stool and Beca placed a hand on the small of her girlfriend's back to push her even closer. The smaller girl leaned further into the passionate kiss as Chloe's tongue licked hungrily at the burning alcohol coating her warm throat. The taller girl's hands snuck under Beca's slacking jeans' waistband to grasp the girl's tight ass beneath the material. Her slender fingers squeezed and the brunette groaned appreciatively.
"Hey, want a real man to show you how it's done?" a voice shouted at a closer proximity than was welcome to either of the girls. Pulling apart from their kiss, though maintaining their hold on one another, the couple turned their faces to look at the owner of the beer breath. Shock and anger surged through both Beca and Chloe as they realised who it was.
"The fuck are you doing here?" the brunette snapped at the boy squinting through his dark eyes at them. Before he could answer however, a skinny Asian boy approached and put an arm around his chubby friend. Both of the boys were holding beers in a hand and the skinnier of the two looked through his thick rectangular glasses before asking the other male, "Who are these two hunnies, Bumper?"
"Oh," Bumper snorted and shrugged, "Just a couple of scissor-sisters."
"You don't know what you're missing," the Asian boy grinned and his white teeth sparkled in the lighting, "I'm Donald, by the way." The girls stared at the interruption in silence, unsure as to whether they should be insulted and retort angrily or be polite in return to the introduction. Therefore, the conclusion to remain silent was taken.
"Anyway," Bumper started, "The smell of your weird is affecting me, so we're gonna scoot.. Skedaddle." His voice decreased in volume from his original shout over the music as he started to drag Donald away with him.
"Where were we?" Chloe bit her lip as she hungrily watched Beca smile back and lean in again.
"Beca, Chlo, we have a situation," Cynthia Rose yelled as she approached the two with a stumbling Stacie clinging to her chunky arm. Behind them, Jessica, Ashley & Lilly were carrying (while trying to prop up) the almost-unconscious Aubrey. The blonde's head rolled from side to side as her collapsing body swayed against people from the crowd pushing past towards the bar. Stacie shouted, "I'm going to take Bree back with me so her dad doesn't get involved. Cynthia Rose is also staying around mine. We're probably gonna go now, do you want to stay? If you're leaving now we can all share a taxi and drop you off along the way?" Having trouble to hear over the noise, both girls narrowed their eyes and frowned in concentration.
"Umm.. We still have some drinks to finish," Chloe replied slowly as she silently communicated with Beca, "I think we'll stay?" The brunette knew the question was angled at her and added, "Yeah, get home safe you guys."
"You too," Cynthia Rose replied before the standing group of five girls all turned to exit and the couple watched their friends leave before turning to one another. Beca checked the time on her phone and her eyes widened; It was past midnight! She gaped, "Where'd the time go?"
"Umm.. It left along with my self-control over the urge to do this," Chloe replied before leaning forward and planting a short yet sweet kiss on the brunette's soft lips. Mesmerised, the smaller girl watched with her wide eyes as the ginger pulled back and picked them both another shot from the tray.
"Drink!" She ordered and grinned before they both knocked back the tequila. Immediately after, Chloe sipped half of the last shot on the tray and handed the remaining liquid to her girlfriend, who obliged and swigged it.
"Come on," the ginger coaxed, "Please come with me to the toilet?" She asked with an innocently sweet expression on her face, and Beca (unable to resist) stood and followed.
The stalls were all full: a couple of women in tight-fitted dresses and accompanying masses of smudged make-up surrounded by voluptuous hair chatted with each other in the queue. Patiently, Beca and Chloe stood a step behind them. Grinning, the taller girl's bright orbs looked around the brightly lit room, "You know, you told me a pretty big secret in here last time."
"I remember," the brunette nodded and subconsciously tightened her grip on the other girl's hand. Pretending not to notice, Chloe joked, "But it was a lot cleaner," as she stared at the broken glass, ripped segments of toilet roll and cigarette butts on the floor as well as the dirty marks on the tiled walls.
"True," Beca responded with a throaty chuckle. The first of the women in front entered a cubicle once a girl exited it to stumble to the sinks. The second stall was freed shortly after along with the third, and Chloe ushered her girlfriend to go first, "Just wait for me outside when I'm done," the ginger said to the resistant smaller girl. Sighing in defeat, Beca entered the cramped cubicle. Within a minute she'd relieved her bladder of alcohol and made her way to the sinks. Chloe wasn't in the building queue, so the brunette concluded she was in a stall. Pressing her body against the tiled wall, Beca squeezed her way past the drunk females waiting in line chattering to their friends.
As soon as she stepped out of the toilet door into the darkness at the edge of the dancing crowd, Beca sighed and closed her eyes - her body leaning against the cold wall.
"Hey there, cutie," a voice shouted over the music and into the brunette's ear, "Remember me?" Taken aback, Beca snapped her eyes open and turned towards the voice. Misjudging the distance, the brunette's nose practically brushed the other woman's. Trying to shuffle herself further back, the smaller girl felt a warm body behind her and realised she was boxed in. The woman's long curly blonde-brown hair and twinkling green eyes flickered in Beca's memory. She observed the subtle display of freckles and, eyeing the masses of piercings, remembered.
"Wait, you work here, right? Sorry, I can't remember your name," the brunette shouted back and the woman leaned in to hear properly. Winking, she replied, "I'm Liz. And you're Beca, right?"
"How do you know that?" the smaller girl frowned, confused (and not noticing Liz's body shuffle closer).
"I may have asked around a little," the woman smiled and her tongue piercing gleamed as it poked out from her mouth, "You having a good night?" Liz's bare left arm with the sleeve tattoo snuck its way forward to rest on the brunette's right hip. Her fingers didn't press hard and Beca didn't realise.
"Umm.. Yeah, I'm just waiting for my girlfr-" the smaller girl was explaining and the woman was frowning to hear correctly as a loud newcomer interjected.
"Beca?" a familiar voice shouted over, interrupting the brunette. Suddenly, the smaller girl felt slender fingers grip her right forearm and drag her away from Liz, knocking the tattooed arm down. Chloe pulled the stumbling girl back into the street outside the entrance to 'The Galaxy' and frowned at the girl in the neon sign's light.
"What the fuck was she doing?" Chloe asked firmly, her eyes ice cold and hands placed at her hips.
"I.. I seriously don't know," Beca stammered, her eyes wide and afraid, "I was waiting for you and then she came up and was asking me questions, and then I was boxed in-"
"Her arm was around your waist!" the ginger exclaimed, exasperated and furious. However, her surging anger wasn't at her girlfriend; she knew Beca wouldn't cheat (especially not so blatantly) and the smaller girl's wide eyes and awkward stammers proved that. But what if she'd been a minute later.. What if that woman had tried to kiss the beautiful brunette? Chloe's mind buzzed worriedly.
"Chlo, I SWEAR I had NO idea she'd done that, please understand," the brunette's hands were raised and her palms facing the taller girl; as if to emphasise her lack of awareness or innocence in the crime committed. Sighing, the ginger glanced at her feet and shook her head slightly. When she looked back up, her eyes were their normal brightness. Chloe spoke softly, "I know, I just.. I get worried that someone will.. Well, that you'll get a better offer than this trainwreck," she gestured to herself before her hands limply dropped to her sides.
"What? Don't say that, baby!" Beca gently slipped her hands under the ginger's and squeezed, "I love you, weirdo, for who you truly are. Do you remember what I said when you were upset last time we were here? I told you that you're beautiful inside and out, and that anyone (that's including you and me) would be ridiculous to not see that. I'm not going to find a 'better offer', and I sure as hell am not going to take you're amazingness for granted.. And.. And nor should you."
A small smile spread on the ginger's lips and she replied, "Thank you, Becs. I love you, too." Chloe bit her bottom lip and the brunette controlled the almost overpowering urge to kiss her girlfriend. Instead, she smirked and asked, "So.. When do I get to experience this alone time with you? You said control over any urges wouldn't be necessary." Laughing melodically, the ginger's grin widened and her teeth dazzled as she replied, "Well, if we leave now the fun will start sooner". Her voice was silky and her eyes sparkled as she winked mischievously.
"What are we waiting for then? Let's move!" Beca squealed slightly with enthusiasm and the two girls, laughing, walked arm-in-arm down the dark street.