Beca POV

I spent the first hour trying to come up with an escape plan. I barely slept. I mean how could I? That redhead was probably still laughing at me and my apparent thirst. I thought back to how my fingers slipped, liking the post. I had unliked it as fast as I could but no matter what, I know she would still get the notification. Damn technology.

Maybe I was being dramatic. Maybe I was overthinking it, but she seemed like a social media genius. There was no way she wasn't staying on top of her media, even notifs. I sighed and eventually dragged myself out of bed. I didn't want a repeat. For some reason if you weren't awake and out contributing to the Bella house, people thought it was perfectly okay to come into your room and stick their noses wherever they see fit.

I changed quickly, despite my room door being locked. I wasn't going to take any chances, especially with that Lily girl in the house. I even managed to stall for another hour or so before my stomach grumbled. Sighing to myself I mumbled "right on time bud."

Poking my head out of my room I quickly scanned the hall, then the stairs seeing the close was clear. I heard voices in the kitchen but not that many and I doubt the kitchen would get any safer than it already was, so I took a breath and walked in.

"Morning Shawshank!" The big Australian exclaimed loudly, earning everyone else's attention, multiple pairs of eyes looking at me. Great. Déjà vu.

I greeted her with a nod, ignoring the other sets of eyes on me and pulled open the fridge. I wanted to get myself a mini fridge to put up in my bedroom but it was last minute so I hadn't yet. I pulled out one of my probiotic drinks about to make a dart back to my room when a woman stopped me. She had dark skin, short pink dyed hair and her shirt read "Men Ain't Shit" across it. I wanted to laugh, I couldn't disagree at all.

"Damnn shorty when you get here?" She asked giving me a once over.

Chloe piped in happily, practically bouncing up to me and wrapping one of her arms around my shoulders. "She's been hiding out," she said in a teasing tone no doubt calling me out.

Eventually I made it free once more, escaping from the pile of new faces that kept growing the longer I let the redhead practically kidnap me. There were too many people in this place for sure. Makes me think what on earth my dad was thinking when he made this happen. I would've been perfectly fine in my small studio I had scored for myself until I found out what my dad did. But nonetheless I needed to move and start paying my dues. This was inevitable, but a challenge I was unfortunately willing to take.

Chloe didn't say anything about the post I liked, but she seemed the type of girl to pay attention to detail and play dumb until she had you trapped in her web of tricks. I wasn't going to fall for it. I smirked to myself, getting comfortable again in my mixing chair and went back to work at my desk, overlaying a chorus over the bridge of another track.

I lost track of the hours and sure enough a still bright and blue eyed ginger called my name. One after the other. I thought I was dreaming, at first ignoring it but when I opened my eyes there she was.

I met her with a straight blank faced expression, shifting to stretch myself out. I hated it when I fell asleep in my chair. I woke up achy for days.


Chloe's POV

I couldn't help myself. She just looked so cutee all I wanted to do was squish her cheeks but according to Aubrey, some people wouldn't like that, so I withheld myself and settled instead for watching her stretch out of her chair. Part of me wished I had taken a picture of Sleeping Beauty when I came in and saw her asleep, but a very small part of me knows that'd be creepy, right?

Just because she liked your post at 2am Chloe does not mean you two are soulmates I told myself this morning. Then I saw her in the kitchen and had to stop myself from practically smothering her. Nonviolently of course. When I blinked the girl was standing by now, her hands rose above her head in a stretch, on her tiptoes. Even her toes were cu- stop Chlo.

I then remembered why I was there. Besides to Beca watch, which I really wish was an actual activity. Where would I be able to sign up.

Aubrey wanted me to come get you for our Bellas Movie night. I smiled, watching her try (not her very best) to conceal her cringed expression. I laughed. "Does it really seem that bad?" I asked, shifting my face into a pout. She only stared. Well obviously I didn't expect her to start speaking right then and there. I didn't know how to feel at first when Flo told me she didn't speak, but then again I usually always ended up being the one that talked the most so I didn't mind.

I knew it was risky but I extended my hand. "Would you bless the Bellas with your presence tonight Beca?"

Oh the way her cheeks turned. I loved it! She seemed easy to make embarrassed, by the looks of her. She didn't take my hand. But I wasn't offended. She flashed me a smirk. A charming I can do bad things to you smirk. Was I just imagining it? Maybe she was just trying got cover up her own embarrassment. She was faking confidence. A fake it till you make it. I smiled, walking us out.

I wanted to be the perfect house guest so I made Becs the best seat; next to me. I nudged Stacie who took the hint and moved her spot moving to share with Aubrey who was momentarily happy that she had her own space for once. Sorry Aubrey. Grabbing an extra pillow I handed it to Beca, who was trying to sneak away to undoubtedly find a corner to watch the movie in. I gently pushed her onto the couch and tossed a blanket over her before running off to get us and the girls popcorn.


Beca POV

It was evident I wasn't going to find a way out of this so I let her walk us out. A couple of the girls cheered when they saw me, someone yelling "Ay Shawshank!" and "Do you like horror movies?"

When I turned back to the redhead, she was making me a spot. She didn't ask either, just plopped me down and went off to I assume make the popcorn, the girls around me sharing candy and offering me M&Ms. Before I could escape Chloe was back. She shuffled into the room with various bowls of popcorn with Flo's help.

I was overwhelmed. Behind me I could feel Aubrey's eyes on us every now and then like we were boyfriend and girlfriend at a parent supervised sleepover. In my peripheral vision I'd see Stacie checking me out. I understood this girl might have no shame, and go queers and all that, but there was a right way to check someone out, and a wrong way.

Chloe vibrated warmth. A heating pad would feel inferior next to her. It was a nice contrast, commonly used to cool temperatures inside. I found myself dozing off in the middle of the movie. No matter how many attempts the redhead made trying to keep me awake, my eyes continued to droop.

I jolted in flight or flight when I felt a pigtail suddenly hit my face. My eyes open and adrenaline pumping, I see a damn girl literally HANGING from the ceiling. Yes, upside down. I smacked her hair out of my way, Chloe's arm wrapping around and pulling me in closer to her almost protectively.

"Don't worry about Lily, she's harmless."

I opened my mouth to object, instantly closing them again in a small huff. I WANTED to say how could someone hanging upside down like a literal BAT, be considered "Harmless."

Obviously, I wasn't going back to sleep by this point. I scanned my surroundings once more, and readjusted in my spot, focusing back on the movie trying to figure out what the hell I missed. I didn't even know what we were watching. I wasn't much of a fan of movies. Jesse teased me for it all of the time and put me through what I call torture; movie marathons. Once, he invited himself over just to watch more movies even when I said I was tapped out and needed time to myself.

I was still thinking about Jesse's puppy-like yet annoying face when the movie ended that I didn't notice. I felt Chloe shift, a glimpse of her wrist as she pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear.

Was she crazy!?

I flushed. I couldn't NOT do it, I'm a poor excuse for a queer that blushes when any pretty girl does literally anything. She noticed. Her eyes glanced to my cheeks, I was unsure if she could see me in the lighting, but then she smirked. Just smirked at me like she KNEW what she was doing to me. I wasn't going to put up with it. It was the same smirk I had started giving her when she asked me personal questions like I was just going to open up and tell her my life's story. I found myself pulling away, almost forgetting not to speak closing my lips before I could mumble that I'd be right back. But I wasn't going to be back.

I heard them scatter to choose another movie while I was moving up the stairs escaping back to my room. I figured it was only chance Chloe would be distracted enough to forget about me for the rest of the night.

Success. I managed to work on another mix of mine, in peace without interruption. At some point in the night when I took my headphones off, I could hear the appreciatively in tuned notes to Frozen's "Let It Go" undoubtedly having a frozen musical sing along. I was just grateful they could hold a tune. I couldn't imagine living with tone deaf people, let alone a whole house of them. Part of my lips curved up in a smile. Yes okay, I was smiling. I could pick out Chloe's voice from the rest. They all had distinctive voices really. Especially that Fat Amy. I was confused at first but no, she actually went by Fat Amy all the time, from everyone. Damn she could belt.

My phone dinged. I figured it was another dumb Facebook notification. It's my dad's preferred way to keep tabs and contact me. Checking my phone I saw it was from Chloe.

Can I sleep with you?

I stared at the message.

Then stared again. Damn this woman never beats around the bush. What kind of message is that? I didn't reply. Wtf would I say. I tossed my phone aside onto my bed and went back into my mix.


Chloe's POV

She didn't respond. After a few minutes I decided that she wasn't going to any time soon. I snuck into her room. No regrets, no shame. Poking my head in I saw her at her desk, headphones on and tiptoed in. If Aubrey were here, she would scold me to no end on how disrespectful I was being to the new girl's space, but she seemed to take a liking to me. When she walked into a room, her eyes would search for me and only rest after she saw me. She didn't have to speak out loud for me to be there for her.

I sat on her bed, my head giving me seductress vibes as if I was positioned across her bed half naked waiting to allure her, like a Siren. But that's not what I wanted to do, at least not yet anyway.

I wanted to somehow make my presence known, it's not like I wanted to scare the poor girl, but she was completely consumed in her work. After a minute, I felt like too much of a stalker, surprisingly, so I helped myself to her blankets, pulling one over my head after settling in. Sleeping wasn't on the agenda, but I was tired and I didn't want to sleep alone downstairs. I wasn't alone, but I was. Everyone had gone to sleep before me, some in their own rooms.

Listening to the faint beats from her headphones, my eyes became heavier and heavier until I just couldn't keep them open anymore.


Beca's POV

My neck ached. I pulled down my headphones, taking them off completely when I decided I couldn't stretch my neck with them in the way. I slowly rubbed the base of my neck and the top of my shoulders with a sigh. I turned, ready to head off to bed when my voice caught in my throat. There was a lump in my bed. An intruder.

I remembered Chloe's text. "Oh my goddd" I sighed under my breath walking over to the bed. It rose and fell with her breathing. I wasn't sure what to do. I could sleep on the couch but then the Bellas could do shit to me in my sleep. I could sleep on the floor, but I have a perfectly nice warm and comfortable bed right here so why would I do that? I could kick her out. Wake her up and tell her to sleep in her own bed. But that was rude..and besides. It's not like I could actually tell her to go sleep in her own bed. I became too cold in my thinking and ended up cautiously crawling into MY OWN BED. I doubted I was going to get some actual sleep with her in here, but I tried. I shifted to make sure she had her own space and wouldn't find a reason to roll onto me or push me out of my bed.

I felt creepy. It's not like I was undressing her in my head, but. Watching people sleep is creepy. Every time I'd glance, I'd get caught in the way her nose would twitch every now and then, or her lips would curve into a slight smile. I wondered what she could be dreaming about. What dreams did a girl like Chloe have? Ones with puppies probably. I wouldn't be surprised.

I pulled my eyes off her face and forced them onto the ceiling staring straight above. Tonight was going to be a long night.


(A/N) Decided to give this one some attention! If you're anxious or excited for me to continue off of or add another chapter to any of my incomplete stories, feel free to drop the story you want worked on, in the comments/reviews!