Chapter 9

PARIS PRESS TOUR

Chloe couldn't contain all her feelings now that they're going to Paris. It's their first trip alone and she doesn't know what to expect. She hasn't slept well since Thanksgiving because she's got a lot of questions in her head. Are they sharing a room? Why did Beca ask her to go on tour?

Her thoughts were interrupted when Blake approached her on the airport lounge.

"Finally! You're coming with us! You and Beca keep facetiming, it's insane how you never just went with her." Blake smiled.

"I'm still not used to talking to you like you're not the hottest celebrity in the world. But thanks! Beca asked me when we got back from Taylor's house."

"She's a good one, Chloe. She tries her best not to show how she gets lonely sometimes and that's why I force her to eat dinner with me and Ryan."

"You're too sweet. You and your husband mean so much to Beca. She's never vocal about her feelings, she just shows it through actions to other people. She'd always tell me about you guys and how she wished she'll have the same relationship like you."

"Why not? She'll find someone who'll love her no matter what and choose her every day. I won't let anybody just date her. Ivy's the last one, I swear. We just wanted to see how Beca flirts and it was awkward as hell." Chloe laughed knowing what Blake meant.

She witnessed it when Jesse and Beca used to go out on dates. Every time Jesse flirts with her, she immediately dodges it and starts making out with him.

"Let's get going. The plane's ready." Silver stood up and called the pair.

Chloe's eyes couldn't believe how special this trip was. They were boarding a private plane to Paris with no restrictions. They can eat and drink as much as they want. This is far from what how they used to fly during the World championships.

Beca was quiet the whole time. Chloe knew that the brunette was getting ready for the whole week and internalizing how to make sure they'll promote the film well.

Silver was busy on her phone still sending emails and texting important people while Blake's taking a nap with her shades on. She looked effortlessly cool and it shows how she's gotten used to all of this. Props to her, she's never done anything terrible as a celebrity. Only good words were spoken about Blake Lively.

ARRIVING AT PARIS

They were at the hotel lobby and Silver was giving out the key cards, one for Blake and one for Beca and Chloe.

"I'm sorry but it's a single bed suite. I though you wouldn't mind sharing it with Chloe." Blake whispered to Beca.

"How gracious of you, Blake. I should've made Silver arrange the hotel rooms. I keep trusting you less each day." Beca fought with her co-star in playful manner.

"Thank me later or after the trip." Blake winked and turned away.

"Chloe, you wouldn't mind sharing a bed, right? Blake reserved the wrong suite." Beca asked her best friend.

"Of course not. Why would I? Do you have any plans that I should know of?" Chloe teased her best friend as her pupils dilated.

"Of course, she wouldn't mind, Beca." Silver added and gave Chloe a high five.

"I'll meet you all at dinner. Get settled as interviews start tomorrow. Bring on you're a-game, Becs. Everyone's watching."

Beca lead the way to the room and Chloe was speechless when they saw the interior. It was perfection. Eiffel tower was right outside and they can see Paris from the room.

It was a spacious, new classical architecture built. It hit the perfect spot of modern and historical and the pair just took it all in. Who would have thought they'd get here? From being co-captains at college, eating take-out at their share apartment, and now, staying at one of the most prestigious hotels in the world, overlooking the Eiffel Tower.

They were lying in bed trying catching up with the girls on Skype.

Flo: That place looks expensive. I wouldn't be able to afford it.

Amy: I should buy that hotel.

Aubrey: Enjoy your stay weirdos. Make sure you keep in touch. I might actually go there for my boss' wedding this week, I might stay for three days. I'll just hit you up if I do get there.

Beca: Please, do. Just message us anytime.

They all said their goodbyes and carried on through the night.

"I don't know how I'll survive tomorrow. Last week, we went to London Fashion Week and it's a bit easier. This time we actually have to do interviews for the movie itself and as a newbie, I'm sure they'll ask me a million questions, most of it personal. I'm not up for it." Beca complained to the redhead.

"It comes with the job, Beca. I'm sure Blake will have your back. If they ask anything personal you can always say it's not something you want to answer. You killed it last week. I'm sure you'll even be better this week. In a few months, you don't even have to introduce yourself anymore." Beca was relaxed as Chloe stroked her arm. The redhead knew exactly what to do for Beca to be calm without overstepping her boundaries.

"What if this acting gig fails? I'll never step out of my apartment again." Chloe chuckled.

"Now, that's too much thinking. Who wouldn't want to watch you and Blake together? I must admit, the sexual tension is real. The trailer got me."

"Is it because you think we're both hot? Or was it because of acting? I'm getting confused now, Beale." Beca tried to get a laugh from the redhead.

"It looked like you wanted to fuck her. That's what I was thinking about." Chloe answered straight. Beca turned red upon hearing the words escape from Chloe's mouth.

"Beca, are you still breathing?"

"Yup. Yes. I'm good." Beca looked really flustered as she answered.

"Chloe, thank you for coming. Honestly. I don't know how this would turn out if I didn't have you by my side to keep me sane. I might breakdown in the middle of the night so I apologize in advance."

Chloe's heart broke a little. "Beca, you know I'm a hundred percent down for anything that you do, as long as it's good. Is that how you spent most of your nights alone?"

Beca was unsure if she had the strength to tell Chloe about the truth but she thought no more secrets.

"That's how I spent my days and nights. I feel so unsure about everything all the damn time. That's why I message you every single day even if I'm trying not to."

"Why me, Becs? You can message any of the Bellas. They got your back too you know?"

"They don't know me like you do. They don't really know what to say or do unlike you. Trust me, I feel really at ease when Aubrey talks me out of stupid things but you, Chloe Beale. You're in a whole other level when it comes to me." Beca smiled at her.

Her phone suddenly rings and it was Silver.

"Dinner time. We have to talk about your schedule until Thursday. See you in 15 minutes."

"Okay, Silver. See you."

Way to ruin the mood Chloe thought.