Oh goodness have I been ill over the past 24hr! So sorry I'm only just uploading this 2nd part. As an apology I made it extra long!

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1100hrs

Aubrey lead The Bella's down the long corridor that lead to the stage, having been informed that the dressing rooms were along here. She stuck her head in the first door on her left marked 'dressing room 1'. Her stomach fell a little. It was small. Not tiny. But certainly not big enough for any more than five people to get ready. Six at a push. She carried on a little further down, hearing her Bella's pause at 'dressing room 1' while she peered into 'dressing room 2'. Somehow this one was smaller. No more than three in here at the most! She held her breath as she approached the final dressing room, 'dressing room 3'. It was the same size as 2. Which in an odd way made Aubrey feel a little relieved, having feared it would be smaller. "Right well…they're not the biggest dressing rooms but we can make do." Aubrey said as she turned to The Bella's who were looking somewhat unimpressed, "Does anybody have any dressing room preferences?" The women before her shook their heads.

"Okay then. Amy, you and I will share dressing room 1 with Beca and Chloe…" she ignored Fat Amy's reaction as the Australian, who stood at the back of the group with the other two, beamed at Beca whilst nudging her heavily into Chloe, causing Beca to reach out and grab the redhead's hand before Chloe fell over. Or had Beca already been holding Chloe's hand? Aubrey continued, "Staci?" She saw the young woman stand up straight, biting her bottom lip with an expectant expression, "You can share dressing room 2 with Jessica and Ashley." The blonde didn't notice Staci's expression fall. "Leaving dressing room 3 for you Cynthia-Rose, to share with Lily and Flo."

Aubrey exhaled loudly, holding her head high and pushing through The Bella's to make her way back up the corridor to the first dressing room to drop off the suitcase she had got Fat Amy to wheel around the London Underground for her. Dragging it through the door she sighed heavily. This dressing room was not only small, it also had a musty, sweaty smell and she wondered which artists had used this room before them. Aubrey brought a hand up to her face, brushing back some stray hairs that had come loose from her ponytail and had begun to tickle her nose. She heard The Bella's walking along the corridor and past the open door of the dressing room to go to the stage for their rehearsal.

Aubrey rolled her eyes as she overheard Fat Amy ask Beca and Chloe, as they walked past the dressing room, how their dinner was last night. She could only imagine the reactions of the couple. Couple. Aubrey exhaled as she lugged the suitcase up onto the surface of the worktop that ran along the side of the small room. The two women had barely been together for twelve hours and in her head Aubrey was already referring to Beca and Chloe as a couple. A couple. Sure it seemed soon but Aubrey had known the two of them for a long time, particularly Chloe, so it was difficult not to. The two women had been identified in the group as almost being a 'package deal' for a couple of years now, since they had moved to NYC together.

Aubrey felt an odd sinking feeling as she thought back on how Chloe had looked last night. The way her whole face had lit up as she'd described to Aubrey the perfect date she had had with Beca. That same smile that had been on her face over breakfast this morning. Aubrey had noticed the absent look on the redhead's face as they'd walked around the underground. She'd also been the unfortunate one to notice Chloe and Beca kissing on the tube earlier too.

Aubrey suddenly felt a wave of sadness as she unzipped the suitcase, noticing there was no longer any noise coming from the corridor, The Bella's having walked to the stage ahead of her. She was thrilled for her best friend. Of course she was. Beca was everything Chloe had so desperately wanted for so long. She had seen it in the redhead's face the moment they had first met Beca. Chloe had fallen fast, and credit to her had secretly maintained her burning ball of love for the brunette for six long years, until luck had had it that Beca had revealed she felt the same way too. And now they appeared to be besotted by one another.

Aubrey pulled out the small folder she had carefully packed at the top of the suitcase, brushing the back of her hand over the tip of her nose. She felt like crying. What she wouldn't give to feel a bit of love from someone that was even the tiniest sample of the love Chloe had for Beca, and that Beca probably had for Chloe. It had been years since she had had a boyfriend. Years since she had really been on a date. She had been so wrapped up and focused on her business, which was a huge success, that she had never allowed herself the time to date, or even have so much as a fling.

"Everything okay?" Aubrey jumped as she heard the soft voice sound from the doorway behind her. She turned around and she straightened up. Stood before her was Staci, her hands behind her back, and a concerned look on her face. Aubrey felt her heart begin to race. What was it about this girl? They had spent most of the tour so far not speaking, and barely even acknowledging one another's existence. And that wasn't because they were avoiding each other. It was because, until eleven hours ago, Aubrey had forgotten Staci had even existed. She classed Staci as one of the quieter Bella's, despite being the most attractive Bella by far in Aubrey's opinion. This was the first time in her recollection that she and Staci had ever been alone in a room before, and she could feel her green eyes drinking in every inch of her body.

"Oh…erm…yes. Of course. I'm…I'm fine. Just…these changing rooms." Aubrey stuttered as she pushed her hair about on top of her head and motioned to the room.

"Don't you mean dressing rooms?" Aubrey found her cheeks flushing slightly in embarrassment as the tall brunette called her out on her mistake, a teasing grin on her face. The blonde found herself gripping the small folder she had in her hands a little tighter as she nodded slowly, a forced grin on her face to try to hide how dorky she seemed at the moment. Dorky? Since when did she use the word dorky?! She had to get out of there.

"Yes well…they smell a lot like men's sports changing rooms so…" Aubrey said as she paced past Staci and down the corridor towards the stage, realising that the leggy brunette was hot on her heels, muttering something about not having to tell her how terrible men's changing rooms smelt as she'd visited a fair few of the Barden University men's changing rooms when she'd been in college. Aubrey felt a strange knot in her stomach as she stepped up to the stage, remembering just how promiscuous Staci had been back in college. The blonde let out a short sigh, that fixed smile on her face as The Bella's stood gathered together to one side of the stage laughing and chatting about something that Aubrey thought she overheard was about a group of tourists on the underground earlier. She notices the way Beca glances at Chloe and cannot believe the change in personality that the brunette has had since revealing to the redhead how she really felt. And Aubrey wishes she had someone who looked at her like that. Staci gave her a small nudge with her elbow before sauntering off to the rest of The Bella's and Aubrey forgot what she was thinking about. She sees the model approach Cynthia-Rose, accepting a high-five while CR very obviously checked her out. Aubrey felt her stomach knot again, though she wasn't sure why. Was she jealous? The blonde took a deep breath and clapped her hands loudly to get The Bella's attention and to mark the beginning of their rehearsal.

1600hrs

Beca slid the key into the hotel room lock and stepped over the threshold. She hadn't felt this exhausted in a long time, knowing that while she could easily blame it on the heavy three hour rehearsal she'd just had to endure with The Bella's at tonight's venue, the more likely excuse for her tiredness was that she could only boast four or so hours sleep. She grinned to herself as she thought about how worth it it had felt to have spent most of the early hours of the morning making out with the woman who had just closed the hotel room door behind her.

With a heavy sigh Beca fell back onto the double bed, scooching her body so that her head and upper-back was propped up by the pillows. She flopped her right arm back so it laid lazily behind her head and she smiled softly as she watched Chloe faffing about the room. The redhead placed her bag down by the bed before proceeding to the large wardrobe and pulling the large door open. The sound of Chloe's voice trickled across the room and into Beca's ears as the redhead softly hummed a song by Emeli Sandé. A warmth rushed over the brunette's body as she closed her eyes to the sound. She was so entranced by the melody that she hadn't realised Chloe had closed the wardrobe door, or that she had taken her boots off, so she wrenched her eyes open when she felt the bed move under the redhead's weight.

Beca watched as Chloe crawled over to her, her heart racing as she expected her to bring her face all the way up to hers. But Chloe chose to lay half on her and half on the bed, her arms crossed on Beca's stomach as she rested her chin on the back of her delicate hands, her left leg draped lazily over Beca's left leg. The brunette couldn't help but hold her breath as she stared down into her girlfriend's beautiful bright blue eyes, that looked up at her with affection.

Beca brought her left hand out and began smoothing her fingertips amongst Chloe's red hair, playing with the loose waves as she saw the woman's expression drifting with a soft smile on her face, her eyelids getting heavy. This right here? This was perfection. The thing that Beca loved about being with Chloe.

For the two years that they had lived together, this right here, being able to spend time alone together, in a relaxed atmosphere with no fuss, no stresses, no judgement, no awkwardness.. this was what Beca always cherished. Except now it was even better than it was before. Because now they were together together. They had actually been together. Each others' first sexual encounter with a woman. And Beca couldn't ever imagine her life without this woman in it. She was the one.

Beca froze as she noticed Chloe's eyes had closed. Her heart raced. Shit. She'd just admitted it to herself. Chloe. Her girlfriend. She was the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Beca couldn't remember ever feeling this way about Jesse, and she'd been in a relationship with the guy for over three years. Beca hadn't even been in a 'relationship' with Chloe for 24hrs. And yet somehow, as she stared at the freckles that scattered around the snoozing redhead's cheeks and nose, she knew that Chloe was the one.

1830hrs

Chloe stood at the doorway of her dressing room and glanced at the small clock that hung on the wall opposite her. An hour and a half until showtime. The Bella's had arrived at the venue they were performing at around an hour ago. All were dressed and were now patiently waiting to do their makeup in 'dressing room 2' and their hair in 'dressing room 3'.

Chloe looked around at the larger of the three dressing rooms. Aubrey was rifling through some paperwork, her makeup having already been done, and was patiently waiting to be called through to 'dressing room 3' where Cynthia-Rose was doing each Bella's hair one at a time. Fat Amy was busy giggling with Staci and Ashley at the different Snapchat filters that were available, trying to find the perfect one to use on The Barden Bella's official Snapchat. And Beca was pulling at the red waistcoat that she had reluctantly let Aubrey and Chloe pick out for The Bella's to wear in the opening number of their show. Chloe smiled. Beca looked cute when she was annoyed with something, and from the look of her expression she seemed mildly annoyed with the way the waistcoat rid up her stomach when she moved. The curse of having such a petite frame. Chloe knew how she could turn that frown upside down, so cleared her throat loudly.

"Beca can I just have a quick word with you please?" She called from the doorway, and she saw Beca look over at her expectantly, "Out here?" The redhead said, motioning to the corridor. Beca slowly made her way out of the dressing room, furrowing her brow slightly, as though unsure as to why the woman couldn't just say something in front of their friends.

Chloe walked casually down the corridor, passing the other two dressing rooms that were a hub of activity as the rest of The Bella's got ready. She could hear Beca walking a small pace behind her, "So what were you needing to talk to me about?" The corridor bent round to the left and the moment Chloe knew they were out of sight she spun around to grab both of Beca's hands, pulling the petite body against hers as the redhead stumbled back against the wall. Beca didn't really need to ask anything more, and instead bumbled against Chloe, happily letting her take the lead as their lips crashed together.

Chloe felt a warmth begin to bubble from within her as her fingertips wound their way through Beca's brown hair, and she inhaled sharply through her nose as her girlfriend ran a tongue across her bottom lip, demanding that their kiss deepened. A demand that Chloe welcomed and a hot wave rushed over her body, from the mouth downwards, as her tongue curled around Beca's. A light moan sounded from the back of her throat as she felt Beca squeeze her ass, pushing Chloe harder against the wall. The redhead felt as though they were melting into one as her mind drifted.

She felt Beca pull her face away, and could tell from her expression that she had done so reluctantly. Their foreheads rested against each other as they stared down at each other's mouths breathlessly, Chloe bringing her right hand over to cup Beca's cheek, smoothing her thumb over her soft skin. "We shouldn't do this here." Beca said quietly, though the way she squeezed Chloe's ass once again gave Chloe the impression that she felt like she had to say that.

"I couldn't wait," Chloe aired with a whisper and a coy grin, "I needed to make the most of us not having makeup on" and she saw Beca pull her face away while biting her lip, clearly trying to weigh their options. But before Chloe could say anything more Beca had quickly brought her lips back to hers, crushing the redhead against the wall. They resumed kissing passionately, Chloe with her hands cupping Beca's cheeks, Beca with her arms around Chloe's small waist, tugging slightly at the base of the redhead's red waistcoat.

"I...hate these waistcoats!" Beca growled between kisses and Chloe let out a silent giggle as Beca brought her lips down to her neck, nibbling and sucking on her skin.

"You agreed to them when...we were planning…this tour OUCH!" Chloe pushed gently on Beca's shoulders as the brunette pulled her face away from her neck with a guilty expression. She felt her heart begin to race a little as Beca's eyes fell to her neck and Chloe immediately brought her hand up to the patch she was looking at, "You haven't!"

"I…have."

Chloe couldn't help the small squeal that left her mouth as she processed what Beca had just done. A hickey. A frikkin' hickey?! What were they, teenagers? "Beca I'm 27! I can't be walking around with a hickey on my neck!"

But despite her protest she couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as Beca bit her bottom lip with a very guilty expression, "Sorry!" Chloe couldn't help but melt as she looked into Beca's deep blue eyes, glancing down briefly at her lips that were slightly swollen from their passionate kissing, before returning to look at her eyes. She couldn't be mad at her, especially not with the apologetic tone she was using, "Look, Chlo, it's not even that noticeable. And we'll be going through to do our makeup soon enough so…we can sort it out then…?"

Chloe raised an eyebrow, faining her disapproval, but she began to grin as Beca pulled her closer. Rolling her eyes and letting out a small sigh, the redhead brought her hand from her neck up to the back of Beca's head, saying quietly, "It's a good job you're pretty or I'd be really mad at you right now." And the two women quickly resumed their kissing, the sound of their lips smacking together echoing off the walls of the deserted corridor.

1900hrs

Aubrey sat in one of the few chairs that had been provided for The Bella's as Cynthia-Rose slid the final bobby-pin into the hair at the back of her head. The blonde looked at her reflection in the mirror opposite as her friend stood back and she smiled, "Perfect! Thank you Cynthia-Rose."

The woman made to get up off the seat but CR held a hand up, "Wait a minute," she reached out and picked up the hair spray bottle that had been on the surface in front of Aubrey, but as she gave it a little shake she realised it was empty, "I'll just grab another from the suitcase, hang on."

Aubrey reached out for her phone as Cynthia-Rose scuttled out of the room. The time was 7pm. Only an hour until showtime and they still all needed to warm up. As far as she was aware the only Bella's that were in need of having their hair done were Lily, Staci, Beca and Chloe. Aubrey opened WhatsApp and texted Fat Amy: Are Beca & Chloe back yet?

Almost immediately Fat Amy replied with three quick texts, the first with a 'thumbs up' emoji. The second a 'finger pointing right' emoji, to the left of a 'hand making an OK sign' emoji. Then finally a 'wink with tongue sticking out' emoji. Aubrey furrowed her brow for a moment as she tried to work out what Amy meant. Then she immediately cringed, quickly texting back: Don't be disgusting. Tell them to get their makeup on!

Aubrey threw her phone on the worktop in front of her with a short sigh. She hated being out of control, and it had been highly unhelpful having Beca and Chloe disappearing with only an hour until their performance. As much as she was happy for her best friend, the reputation of The Bella's rested on each of their performances, no matter where they performed. If Beca and Chloe were unfocused they ran the risk of ruining tonight's show. Suddenly Aubrey noticed someone wander into the room, and upon recognising that they were far too tall to be Cynthia-Rose, she turned to see that Staci was slowly walking towards her.

If she hadn't been so nervous Aubrey would have noticed that Staci was there to have her hair done. But she didn't notice, instead becoming acutely aware of the feel of the tall model's leg against her arm as Staci perched on the worktop, smiling at her brightly, "Everything ok?" she asked. Aubrey swallowed loudly, clearing her throat as she searched for a response. No it wasn't okay. And she wasn't thinking about Beca and Chloe when considering that response. She couldn't explain why she currently had a knot in her stomach that had appeared the moment the woman beside her walked into the room. She couldn't explain why her arm was tingling at the touch of her skin. And she definitely couldn't explain why she was consciously making an effort to not move that arm.

"Okaaay…hellooo?" Staci said slowly, raising her eyebrows, waving a hand in front of Aubrey's face, and the blonde jumped muttering an apology while the tall brunette chuckled, "You zoned out there for a minute." Aubrey cleared her throat, shifting her weight so she changed position, turning her body a little towards Staci as the younger woman spoke, "It's crazy about Beca and Chloe huh?"

"Yeah pretty crazy…" Aubrey said quietly, looking at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes drifting over to see the reflection of Staci's long brown hair that hung delicately down the length of her back.

"I think it's cute. I mean, we could all see it coming, and they're made for each other. I just hope it's not a case of 'what happens on tour stays on tour'…." Aubrey returned her gaze to Staci's and realised the brunette's green eyes were already looking at her, a coy grin on her face as she whispered, "not that I have a problem with that." Aubrey swallowed loudly as Staci winked at her. Her eyes had found their way down to Staci's lips as the younger woman bit her bottom lip. Aubrey's heart was racing as her blue eyes locked with Staci's green. "Me either." the blonde managed to choke out. Suddenly she saw Cynthia-Rose pace into the room and Aubrey let out a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding.

The blonde allowed CR to spray her hair, trying to ignore the grin that had grown on the leggy brunette's face, and she quickly scurried out of the room the moment she was given the opportunity. Aubrey arrived at the door of 'dressing room 1', trying to mask how flustered she felt as she saw Fat Amy look over at her with a broad grin, "Did you walk in on Bhloe 'doing their makeup'?" the Australian teased, and Aubrey let out a short breath of air as she smoothed down her front, trying to compose herself while she walked into the room to join the rest of The Bella's. Perhaps it was a good thing Beca and Chloe were taking up all the gossip among The Bella's.

2300hrs

"Bartender, ten of your finest jäger bombs please!" Fat Amy called out to the man stood behind the hotel bar. He looked at the Australian with a straight face, "We're a hotel not a nightclub."

"Then ten shots of whatever." Amy slurred, holding out a £50 note. The bartender rolled his eyes with a sigh and began preparing the drinks. The Bella's had been back at the hotel for an hour now after a successful first performance in London and had naturally all gravitated to the hotel bar to celebrate.

The Bella's cheered as Amy brought the tray of shots over to the group of women who were gathered on the sofas and an armchair in the corner of the hotel bar. Cynthia-Rose and Flo sat between Lily and Aubrey on one sofa, Jessica and Ashley were joined by Fat Amy on the other sofa. An armchair stood beside the two sofas and on it sat Beca, her hands grasping a bottle of beer while they rested on Chloe's lap. The redhead meanwhile sat on the arm of the armchair as her legs draped over Beca's lap, a glass of rosé in her hand, her cheeks reddening as the alcohol took affect.

Fat Amy passed the tray of shots around and noticed the position of Beca's hands on Chloe's lap, giving the brunette a teasing wink. Had the woman not already consumed two shots and a couple of beers she may have got incredibly embarrassed, perhaps even to the extent that she moved off the armchair, but Beca simply rolled her eyes and held her middle finger up at the Australian. The Bella's had chosen to not draw attention to the fact that Chloe was currently twirling a lock of Beca's hair between her fingers.

Aubrey necked the shot that had been handed to her and screwed her face up as the alcohol hit the back of her throat. She hated sambucca. She needed a big glass of water and a good nights sleep. Her Bella's had excelled at tonight's performance, it being their best one yet in her opinion. "Well ladies, thank you again for an excellent evening but this Bella needs her sleep." She stood up as she heard Cynthia-Rose and Flo 'boo' loudly and Chloe let out a whiney "Nooooo!" but the blonde simply smiled whilst holding out her hand towards Amy who reluctantly gave her their hotel key.

"Goodnight ladies!" Aubrey sang out to The Bella's who all bid her goodnight as she walked out of the bar area, through the hotel lobby, and over to the area where the elevators stood. The blonde let out a long sigh as she brought a finger up and pushed the call button. She found herself thinking back to where she'd left her best friend, legs draped over Beca while the redhead happily played with the woman's hair. The look on Chloe's face had been that of someone who was so blissfully happy that a train could have careered through the hotel bar and she wouldn't have noticed, her entire attention being on Beca.

Aubrey felt tears prickle her eyes, something that she presumed was down to the alcohol she'd drank in the bar over the past hour. She would give so much to have someone give her the kind of attention that Chloe and Beca were giving each other. A loud 'ping' sounded and the door of the elevator sprung open.

Aubrey's breath caught in her lungs, her throat going dry as she looked up and saw Staci stood alone in the elevator. She remembered that the tall brunette had gone upstairs to get dressed about twenty minutes ago. Aubrey could feel her heart begin to race as she looked into Staci's eyes. She could see the model's chest rise and fall.

Suddenly a 'ping' noise sounded and the elevator doors closed leaving Aubrey to exhale loudly as she stared at the silver doors that were mere inches from her nose. She couldn't even begin to explain how she was feeling. Why she was feeling the way she was. Had she just imagined Staci had been in the elevator? Had the doors even opened?

The blonde jumped as the elevator doors flung open again and Aubrey felt the breath knocked out of her lungs as Staci immediately launched forward, grabbing her cheeks and pulling her into a deep kiss. Aubrey snapped her eyes shut and thanks to the shots she had had earlier, she found the courage to wrap her arms around Staci's small waist. Butterflies were racing around in her stomach as she marvelled at just how soft Staci's lips felt against hers.

No sooner had the kiss began it stopped and Aubrey froze as Staci pulled their faces apart, her cheeks still being cupped by the tall brunette. She held her breath as she opened her eyes and saw a pair of bright green eyes shining at her. "What happens on tour, stays on tour, right?" she heard Staci whisper with a grin.

Aubrey stuttered, "Uh…ri-right…yes…" and that appeared to be all Staci needed to hear. The brunette gave her a seductive wink, dropping her hands down to her sides before walking away from Aubrey and down to the lobby to join The Bella's in the bar. The blonde watched her go, stunned, frozen to the spot, a look of disbelief at what had just happened. She saw the leggy brunette disappear from sight. Aubrey gently brought a hand up and let her fingertips glaze over her lips as she stepped into the elevator. A small smile grew on her face as the memory of Staci's kiss washed over her body, and the doors of the elevator closed once again.

So a fair bit more of Staubrey. They seem to be writing themselves right now! My original draft had no Staubry interaction at all so you can see how much this chapter has grown!

Sadly there's only going to be a couple more Chapters left of this fic guys, but I've got a couple of ideas for an epilogue (or two or three?) so never fear!

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Until tomorrow gang xx