I Hate that You Hate Me
Prompt from Tumblr User shaneythealphawolf: HS AU where Beca secretly puts gifts in Chloe's locker/table/bag throughout the day. I took a suggestion from Tumblr user rejection-isnt-failure and made this into a sort of enemies to lovers story. I hope you like it.
It was two weeks before Valentine's Day, and Beca was at her locker, retrieving the books she needed for the weekend. The hairs on the back of her neck suddenly stood on end as if someone was watching her. She raised her head to look around, and her eyes met Chloe Beale's.
Beca smiled at Chloe, only to have Chloe glare at her before looking away.
"What the Hell did I ever do to her?" Beca muttered.
"What did who do what to who?" Stacie asked as she stopped by Beca's locker.
"Chloe Beale," Beca said. "She hates me, and I honestly have no idea why."
"I can't help you with that," Stacie said. "I've tried to get it out of Brey, but she says she doesn't know anything."
Beca sighed. "The weird thing is, I thought I hated her, too."
"But?" Stacie prompted.
"But what?" Beca asked.
"I can tell you have more to say," Stacie said.
Beca looked around before whispering, "I don't hate her. I kind of like her."
"Really?" Stacie asked with a big smile.
"Don't say anything to anybody," Beca said. "Especially Aubrey."
"I won't," Stacie said. "So, when did this change of heart occur?"
"Just before Christmas," Beca said and leaned her back against the locker next to hers. "I saw her leaving school, and she was smiling at something Aubrey was telling her. I don't know what happened, but I felt weird, and I got a sudden warmth in my chest. My brain was saying you like her; you like Chloe Beale. And after thinking about it over the break, I realized my brain was right; I do like her."
"What are you going to do about it?" Stacie asked.
"She hates me," Beca said, slamming her locker closed. "I'm not going to do anything."
~ 2020 BeChloe Valentines - I Hate That You Hate Me ~
Monday morning came, and Beca was exhausted, but excited. She spent most of the weekend with thoughts of Chloe running through her mind, and the rest of the time, wondering why she couldn't get that girl out of her head?
By Sunday evening, Beca had decided she was going to get Chloe to like her and maybe find out why she hated Beca.
Beca saw Chloe by her locker and decided it was time for Part 1 of her get Chloe to like her scheme.
"Oh, excuse me," Beca said as she 'accidentally' bumped Chloe when she turned from her locker. "Sorry."
"It's o-" Chloe started and stopped when she saw who ran into her. "Watch where you're going, Mitchell."
"Sheesh, Beale," Beca said. "Take it down a notch. It was an accident, and I said I was sorry."
"Whatever," Chloe said and walked off.
"That's right, Beale," Beca yelled after Chloe. "Walk away. You don't want to see me go all badass Beca Mitchell on your ass!"
Chloe flipped Beca off over her shoulder, causing Beca to laugh loudly.
After Chloe disappeared, Beca smiled to herself. She managed to put the note in Chloe's bag without the redhead knowing.
"This might be fun," Beca thought as she walked to class. "A riled up Chloe Beale is kind of hot."
The next day, Beca didn't see Chloe until their shared third-period class. Beca walked in before Chloe and made a beeline to the empty seat next to Chloe's best friend, Aubrey Posen. Stacie was sitting on the other side of Aubrey and raised an eyebrow at Beca. Beca just smirked.
"Hey, Stacie, Posen," Beca said and settled back.
Chloe looked at Beca, and Beca winked at her.
"You're in my seat, Mitchell," Chloe said.
"I don't see your name on it," Beca responded as she looked the desk over. "Um, Miss Matthews?" Beca called out, raising her hand.
"Yes, Miss Mitchell," Miss Matthews answered.
"Do we have assigned seats in this class?"
"Um, no, you don't," Miss Matthews said. "You all know that."
"Thanks," Beca said and then looked at Chloe, who was fuming as she glared at Beca. "See, Beale. I'm not in your seat; I'm in my seat because I got here first."
Chloe stomped her foot and sat in the seat behind Aubrey. Beca looked over to see Aubrey glaring at her, while over Aubrey's shoulder, Beca could see Stacie staring at her in confusion.
Later that day, Beca watched as Chloe and Aubrey stopped at Chloe's locker. She saw a piece of paper fall out as the door opened.
"What's this?" Aubrey asked, picking up the paper.
"I don't know," Chloe said, taking it from her.
Chloe opened it and read it. She then looked around; Beca ducked her head into her locker.
"Well, what is it?" Aubrey asked.
"It's a poem," Chloe said, handing it to Aubrey.
Aubrey read it out loud.
"Your hair is red
Your eyes are blue
I don't usually like that combination
But, damn, it looks good on you."
Aubrey chuckled. "It's cheesy but cute. It sounds like someone has an admirer."
"Maybe," Chloe said, smiling. She took the poem and folded it neatly before placing it in her backpack. "I found another note in my bag last night when I was getting my books out to do homework."
"Is it from the same person?"
"I think so. But I have no idea who it is."
Beca watched all this from her locker. Seeing Chloe smile, and fold the poem and put in her backpack, made Beca smile. She shut her locker and sauntered down the hall toward the exit.
~ 2020 BeChloe Valentines - I Hate That You Hate Me ~
Beca left notes in Chloe's locker for the rest of the week. It was Friday afternoon and only a week away from Valentine's Day and the dance. Beca still hadn't gotten up the courage to talk to Chloe; she had to up her game.
Beca spent the weekend trying to come up with her next step. She had an idea and decided Monday was going to be epic.
On Monday, Beca was nervous. She had planned everything down to the last detail, and it would all happen at lunch. It was hard, but she managed to ignore Chloe during the third period.
Beca entered the cafeteria and sat at her usual table where she could see the table where Chloe always sat with Aubrey and some others. Her leg was bouncing up and down as she waited and watched.
"How do you lose your lunch when you put it in your locker?" Chloe asked angrily as she, Aubrey, and Stacie entered the cafeteria. "Do you think someone broke into my locker and stole it?"
"I don't know, Chloe," Aubrey said. "And why would someone do that?"
"Are you sure you had it this morning?" Stacie asked. "You were running a little late."
"I'm sure," Chloe said. "You know I hate the cafeteria's food and always bring my lunch. I've been bringing my lunch from home since Middle School. Why would I suddenly forget it now?"
Stacie and Aubrey made their way to their table while Chloe went to stand in the food line. Beca watched Chloe and looked at her watch.
"Chloe Beale!" a male voice called out. "I'm looking for a Chloe Beale."
Several students pointed at Chloe, causing her to blush. "I'm, uh, I'm Chloe Beale."
"Here you go," the guy said, holding a bag and a take-out drink cup toward Chloe.
"I didn't order this," Chloe said, looking at the bag and drink. Her eyes widened in surprise; it was from her favorite diner.
"I don't know what to tell you," the guy said. "Someone called this morning and placed the order. I was told to deliver it here at exactly Noon and ask for Chloe Beale. It's already paid for and everything."
The guy stood there, holding the food out to Chloe. Chloe looked around and finally took the bag and drink.
"Thank you," Chloe said.
"Enjoy!" the guy said as he walked away.
Chloe took the bag and drink to her table and sat down. She set both items down and looked at them.
"Something tells me your letter-writing admirer had something to do with this," Aubrey said. "What did they get you?"
"I don't know," Chloe said.
"Letter-writing admirer?" Stacie asked.
"Yeah," Aubrey said. "Someone left notes in Chloe's locker all last week. It looks like their upping their game."
"Well?" Stacie said. "What did they get you?"
Chloe opened the bag and looked inside. Her face lit up. "Oh, my God. It's a number three; my favorite chicken sandwich from the diner."
Chloe took a sip of the drink and smiled. "It's a strawberry-banana smoothie. This is my go-to order. How would someone know that?"
"Maybe, it's someone you know," Aubrey said.
Beca sat back with a smile as she ate her lunch. It looks like Chloe was enjoying her lunch.
Stacie looked around and spotted a smiling Beca watching Chloe. Stacie squinted her eyes.
"Why that little devil," Stacie thought and smiled. "She said she wasn't going to do anything about Chloe. This could be interesting."
Later that afternoon, Stacie saw Beca at her locker.
"I'll be back," Stacie told Aubrey. "I need to talk to Beca."
"Ugh, Mitchell," Chloe said. "Why do you hang out with her?"
"I like her," Stacie said. "Give her a chance, and you'd probably like her, too."
Chloe didn't say anything, and Stacie walked away.
"What is your problem with Beca anyway?" Aubrey asked. "Stacie has asked me a couple of times, but I have no idea. Why won't you tell me?"
"I don't know," Chloe said, shrugging her shoulders. "She just rubs me the wrong way."
Stacie hid behind a group of kids and snuck up behind Beca.
"I know it's you," Stacie whispered in Beca's ear, startling the smaller brunette.
"Shit, Stacie," Beca said, letting out a breath. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack? And, what do you mean, you know it's me? It's me what?"
"I know you're leaving notes for Chloe," Stacie said.
"I'm doing what?" Beca asked. "Are you crazy?"
Stacie just looked at Beca without saying a word.
"Fine," Beca quickly, looking around. "It's me. Wait. How did you know it was me?"
"I saw the way you were watching Chloe just now," Stacie said. "Nice touch stealing her lunch and making sure she had her favorite drink and sandwich from her favorite diner."
"It looked like she liked it," Beca said with a smile.
"She loved it," Stacie said. "And she has no clue who sent it to her. When are you going to let her know it's you?
"At the Valentine's Day dance," Beca said.
"How do you know she's going?"
"She's Chloe Beale. Of course, she's going. Besides, I heard you guys talking to a group of girls about going together and celebrating something Aubrey called Galentine's Day."
"Most of the girls aren't dating anyone, and no one wanted to have a first date be on Valentine's Day. We rented a limo and everything."
"Sounds cool," Beca said.
"Stacie," Aubrey called out. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah, be right there," Stacie yelled to Aubrey. She looked at Beca. "I can't wait to see what you do for Chloe tomorrow."
Beca didn't have anything planned after the lunch incident, so she decided to wing it and go back to leaving notes in Chloe's locker.
~ 2020 BeChloe Valentines - I Hate That You Hate Me ~
On Tuesday, Beca decided to make her notes a little more friendly. She watched as Chloe opened her locker and found her note.
Chloe read the note and smiled. Beca couldn't help but smile as well.
"Let me see," Stacie said as she grabbed the note out of Chloe's hand.
"Hey," Chloe said, reaching for the note. "Give that back."
"Let her read it, Chloe," Aubrey said, laughing at the two. "I'll tell her what it says anyway."
"Fine," Chloe huffed.
Stacie cleared her throat.
"Dear Chloe,
Did you know your smile is so bright that it alone could light up all 7 continents for the next 10 years? Did you know your laugh is infectious and may be the cutest thing I've ever heard?
Did you know these things? Well, you do now because their both true. I hope you have a great day!
Signed by someone who wants to get to know you better."
"Wow," Aubrey said, grimacing slightly. "They upped the cheesy meter on that one."
"I think it's sweet," Chloe said, grabbing the note back from Stacie.
"Are you still in the dark as to who your admirer is?" Stacie asked, slyly glancing toward Beca to see if she was watching.
Stacie chuckled when she saw Beca blush and quickly turn away.
"I have no idea who it is," Chloe said. "I wish I did. I'd ask them to be my Valentine and to be my date at the dance. What they've done has been sweet, and I'd like to get to know them better, too."
"What if it's some loser?" Aubrey asked. "Or they're ugly?"
"Oh, my God, Brey!" Chloe said. "Judgemental much?"
"I'm just saying, they might not be cute or whatever," Aubrey said. "What would you do then?"
"I'd still ask them to the dance," Chloe said. "You know I don't care about looks."
"What if it's a girl?" Stacie asked.
"What if it is?" Chloe retorted. "You know I don't label myself or anyone else. I'd gladly ask her out if it turns out to be a girl." Chloe looked thoughtful for a moment. "You know, now that you mention it, all this does sound more like something a girl would do."
Stacie quickly glanced over to Beca, only to find she was no longer at her locker.
~ 2020 BeChloe Valentines - I Hate That You Hate Me ~
Stacie walked into the cafeteria and saw Beca sitting at her usual table. She looked a little off, and Stacie decided to check on her.
"I'll meet you at our table," Stacie told Aubrey. "I need to talk to Beca."
Stacie made her way to Beca and sat across from her. "Are you okay?"
"No," Beca said, looking pale and as if she was going to be sick. "I don't think I can continue this thing with Chloe."
"Why not?" Stacie asked. "You've got her hooked, now all you have to do is reel her in."
"Because I'm falling harder for her," Beca said. "And what if she hates that I'm the one doing all this stuff? What do I do then?"
"She doesn't hate you."
"How can you know that? Has she said something about me?"
Stacie chuckled. "No. But she's starting to really like her admirer and doesn't care who it is."
"I can't," Beca said, shaking her head. "I just need to forget about this."
"Don't give up yet," Stacie said.
"I can't risk it, Stacie," Beca said. "I'll see you later."
Beca got up and left the cafeteria. Stacie sighed and went to sit with Aubrey and the girls.
"Is Beca okay?" Aubrey asked. "She looked sick."
"Um, yeah," Stacie said. "She was going to see if she could lay down in the Health Room until lunch was over."
"Hey, Aubrey," Jessica called out from the other end of the table. "What's the plan for Friday night? Are we each getting picked up individually, or are we meeting in one place?"
Aubrey turned to respond to Jessica, and the girls started talking about the dance.
~ 2020 BeChloe Valentines - I Hate That You Hate Me ~
The next day, Beca walked into Miss Wells' class to see Chloe, Aubrey, and Stacie already in 'their' seats. She walked over and sat behind the three; she looked over at Chloe, who looked back at her with a smug smirk.
"Suck it, Mitchell," Chloe said, pointing to a sign on her desk.
"Classy Beale," Beca said, seeing the sign in front of Chloe that read Reserved for Chloe Beale. "Making up a sign so I wouldn't sit in what you call your seat."
"She didn't do it," Aubrey said, coming to Chloe's defense. "It was sitting there when we walked in."
"Sure it was," Beca said, sitting back in her chair. She winked at Stacie when she saw her looking back at her.
Stacie smiled and shook her head.
At lunch, Stacie again went to talk to Beca before joining Aubrey and Chloe.
"I see you decided to keep going," Stacie said as she sat down.
"It was a momentary lapse," Beca said. "Every time I think about her smile when she reads one of my notes, it makes me want to do whatever I can to see that smile again. I just hope I don't get my heart ripped out of my chest over this."
"The reserved sign was a nice touch," Stacie said. "Chloe hasn't stopped talking about it. But, now she knows it's someone in that class."
"Shit," Beca said. "I hadn't thought about that."
"It's not a problem yet," Stacie said. "But you better tell her quickly, or she's going to be asking someone else if it's them, and they might try to steal your thunder."
"The dance is two days away," Beca said. "I should be okay until then, I hope."
~ 2020 BeChloe Valentines - I Hate That You Hate Me ~
Thursday was a rather blah day, and Beca just left a note for Chloe telling her how much she liked the sweater Chloe was wearing the day before. Beca smiled softly when she saw Chloe read the note, smile, and quickly put it in her backpack before Aubrey or Stacie joined her.
The rest of the day passed without incident.
Early Friday morning, Beca made her way through the quiet halls as she approached Chloe's locker carrying a single red rose. She came to school early to make sure no one was around to catch her. She stood in front of the locker as she dug through her backpack.
"Aha," Beca said as she pulled out a roll of tape and an envelope.
She looked around once more before tearing off two pieces of tape, keeping them on her fingers as she placed a rose against the locker. She put the two pieces of tape together to make an X and secured the rose to the locker.
Beca held the envelope in her hand, debating whether to tape it to the locker or slip it inside as she had been doing.
"Mitchell, what the Hell are you doing to my locker?" Chloe Beale's voice rang out behind her.
Beca was surprised to see other students in the hall.
"Shit," Beca mumbled as she turned and put the hand holding the envelope behind her back. "Nothing."
"What's this?" Chloe asked, ripping the rose off the locker. "Were you trying to steal my rose?"
"What?" Beca asked. "No, I put it there." Beca paled and tried to backtrack what she said. "I, uh, mean, yeah, I was going to take it."
"Oh, my God," Chloe said. "You're my admirer?"
"What? Pfft," Beca stammered. "Admirer? I don't know anything about that."
"Why have you been doing this?" Chloe asked, eyes glistening with tears. "Is this some kind of joke for you?"
"No, Chloe, no, I swear," Beca said quickly. "Please don't cry. I couldn't handle it if you cried."
"Then why did you do this?"
"I was trying to do something nice for you so you wouldn't hate me," Beca said. "I hate that you hate me."
"I don't hate you, Beca."
"Yes, you do," Beca said, her voice rising.
A few students stopped and stared at the two.
"No, I don't," Chloe said, getting equally as loud.
"Then why do you act as if you do?" Beca asked. "What did I ever do to you to make you hate me?"
Chloe sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "You didn't do anything. I, um-"
It was then that Chloe noticed that the hall around them was filled with students. Some of whom were standing and staring at her and Beca since they had been yelling at each other.
"Come with me," Chloe said, grabbing Beca's arm and leading her around the corner.
Chloe pulled Beca inside an empty room. She turned and faced Beca.
"Are you going to kill me?" Beca asked.
"Shut up," Chloe said. "I don't hate you. I like you."
"Let me get this straight," Beca said. "You like me, so you decided to act like you hate me? What are we in second grade?"
"I know it sounds stupid," Chloe said. "But I've liked you for a while, and you hardly paid any attention to me. I wanted to get your attention, and I did, but it wasn't the kind of attention I wanted. You were always snarky and sarcastic, and it made me mad."
"I only acted that way because you were mean to me," Beca said.
"Stop saying that," Chloe said. "I'm sorry. Okay?"
Beca chewed on the inside of her cheek. She looked at Chloe, who was looking back at her.
"I forgive you," Beca said.
As soon as Chloe relaxed, Beca pulled her to her and whispered, "And, in case you couldn't tell, I like you, too."
Chloe's breath hitched as Beca pushed a piece of hair behind Chloe's ear and ran her thumb over Chloe's cheek. She inched closer to Chloe, close enough that they could feel each other's breath, though neither seemed to be breathing at the moment.
Beca gently leaned in and placed her lips on Chloe's. Chloe let out a small moan and pulled Beca closer, deepening the kiss. The bell rang, and they jumped apart.
Later that night, Beca arrived at the dance. She looked around and saw Stacie sitting with Aubrey and some of the girls. She didn't see Chloe, so she hurried over to speak with Stacie.
Beca sat in the empty seat next to Stacie.
"Hey, Beca," Stacie said. "You look nice."
"Thanks," Beca said. "I need to talk to-"
"Mitchell, you're in my seat," Chloe said from behind Beca, startling her.
Beca took a deep breath and slowly stood. She looked all over the chair before turning to face Chloe. "Funny, I don't see your name on it."
Chloe glared at her, her lips twitching before they both started laughing, and Chloe pulled Beca to her in a kiss.
"What the Hell?" Aubrey said.
"Oh, my God," Stacie said. "Your plan worked."
"What plan?" Aubrey asked.
"Beca's plan to get Chloe to like her," Stacie said. At Aubrey's look of confusion, Stacie added, "Beca is Chloe's admirer. She's the one who left all those notes."
"Wow," Aubrey said. "I would never have guessed it was Beca."
"Are they even breathing?" Jessica asked, watching as Beca and Chloe continued to kiss.
The other girls laughed when the new couple finally pulled apart; both were trying to catch their breath.
Beca smiled and pulled out the chair next to Stacie. "I believe this is your seat."
"Thank you," Chloe said and sat.
Beca took the seat next to Chloe. She reached under the table and took Chloe's hand, intertwining their fingers. Chloe smiled at her.
"How long has this been going on?" Flo asked.
"Officially, since this morning," Chloe said. "But, it's been building up to this for a while."
"So, how exactly did this happen?" Ashley asked.
Beca kissed Chloe on the cheek and began telling the story of how they got together.