Chapter 6 - First Make Up

Stacie paced back and forth as she waited impatiently for Aubrey to call her. She sent the text thirty minutes ago and knew the blonde read it, but received nothing back. It had been a whirlwind of a day between the Bellas reuniting after finding out they had a second shot at ICCA, the ensuing chaos at rehearsals, and coming together again thanks to Beca rejoining the group. After their impromptu rehearsal outside and seeing Aubrey's relieved smile, Stacie was hopeful the two could talk about what happened. It took a lot of coaxing from Chloe and even a text of encouragement from Beca, but she eventually texted Aubrey. She didn't want to have to pretend to smile and be cheery around the captain in order to put on a front for the Bellas. She wanted them to actually talk and at the very least have closure. Her eyes widened when there was a knock on her apartment door.

"Stace, it's me," called Aubrey and Stacie hurried to the door, but took in a deep breath before opening it. It didn't stop her heart from fluttering when she saw Aubrey wearing a small smile and holding the hoodie she borrowed. She held it out for Stacie and walked into the apartment.

"I know it is one of your favorites. I am sorry for keeping it for so long," said Aubrey as she began to fidget. Stacie took the hoodie and tossed it on the couch before crossing her arms.

"So that's why you came over? Just to give me back a sweatshirt?" Aubrey sighed.

"Of course not, you know that."

"Do I? I thought I knew you, but I don't know the version you have been the past few weeks. Your father is a prick, Aubrey. He doesn't deserve your love and I can't imagine what you are going through, but pushing everyone else away doesn't help anything."

"I'm not upset over my dad," she confessed and Stacie frowned in confusion as she continued.

"I mean, I am, but that isn't why I have been distant. I have been angry. I came to you, Stace, not Chloe or anyone else, you, and I am not even sure you realize how hard that was for me. I don't open up to people easily and yet it was effortless with you. That scares me." Stacie sighed and wrapped her arms around Aubrey. She smiled when Aubrey nuzzled her neck.

"I wanted you that night, Bree. I just didn't want to take advantage. You were so upset about things with your father and I didn't want that to be on your mind when we were together. I also didn't want it to be part of the memory of our first time together." Aubrey frowned in confusion.

"We've already slept together, Stace. Remember, orgasms, pillow talk…."

"We slept together, but we weren't interested in being a couple. That was our first time hooking up, but I didn't want our first time together as a couple to be because you were upset," explained Stacie and Aubrey sighed as realization dawned on her.

"Baby, I am so sorry. I thought you were saying no because you were second guessing us."

"You thought I was rejecting you and trying to let you down easily, but that wasn't it. You aren't the only one scared here. There are a million reasons for us not to be together…"

"Hey," pouted Aubrey and Stacie giggled.

"You know what I mean. You are a senior. I am a freshman. You are graduating soon and I don't even know if you plan on staying in the area. We are both Bellas. You hate my best friend…"

"Ew, since when is Beca your best friend? I thought Cynthia Rose was."

"No, Cynthia Rose is my friend that keeps trying to sleep with me."

"Yea, about that, we're going to have a talk with her about being so handsy. I am not a fan." Stacie smiled mischievously as Aubrey's hands slid down to her backside.

"What, you don't like CR trying to get the goods," teased Stacie and Aubrey smirked.

"Sorry, Hunter, but I don't share," warned Aubrey and Stacie gasped when their hips pressed together.

"Neither does the Hunter," she whispered into Aubrey's ear before kissing her neck. Aubrey cupped her face and sighed happily.

"By the way, I really want to be your girlfriend," whispered Aubrey. Stacie beamed with happiness before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss and leading her toward the bedroom.