"Somebody said you've got a new friend, does he love you better than I can? There's a big black sky over my town, I know where you at I bet he's around. And yeah I know it's stupid but I just got to see it for myself. I'm in the corner watching you kiss him, oh oh oh. And I'm right over here, oh why can't you see me? Oh oh oh. And I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh. I keep dancing on my own." – Dancing on My Own; Robyn
Chapter 5 – Drunk Dancing
Maybe an hour or so have passed. Beca doesn't really know.
All she knows though is that seeing Chloe dancing with another guy is making her agitated. Déjà vu occurred. She was just like this back then, when she was watching Tom dance with Chloe as she was deejaying Stacie's birthday party. Oh how history could repeat itself.
She was watching Chloe dance with Kyle on the dance floor along with the other guests when the DJ decided to turn the music up. I'm so much better, her drunken mind thought. She was holding her third – or was it fourth? – glass of tequila.
Earlier, when there wasn't much to talk about in the group, Stacie stood up inviting them to dance so she made her way to the DJ to tell him to rock the place out. Aubrey and Jesse decided to escape the weird tension around the booth, which was still Kyle was too oblivious to notice. Chloe agreed and pulled her "friend" towards the dance floor. Luke, on the other hand, just stood up and stayed at the bar to just have a drink. Beca was left in the booth ever since.
She breathed deeply as she torn her eyes away from Chloe and Kyle as she raised her glass to her lips. When she didn't feel the taste of tequila but rather the taste of melted ice on her tongue, she cringed and looked at her now empty glass.
"Ah damn." She muttered to herself. Settling the glass down on the table, she pushed herself off the booth couch to stand up only to immediately hold on to the side of the booth as she slightly lost her balance. She smiled to herself, shaking her head a bit and laughing a little. She was drunk.
What else could she expect? She's been drinking tequila for like half an hour.
She managed to get out of the booth a few seconds later, and then she swayed herself but carefully walking towards the bar to get another glass of alcohol. She leaned on the bar after slightly bumping into someone and mumbling a giggly "Sorry" to them.
She knocked on the bar table a few times, leaning on to it with her arms that caused her to lift herself off a little from the floor. "Yo, bar-maaaan, can I get another glass of tequila please?" she said in a sweet slurry tone as she looks for the bartender. She looks around then grabbed an empty stool and sat on it, not without struggle though because of her height – who even decided to make bar stools to be higher? It's stupid, she thought – and because of her drunkenness.
She leans on the bar table once again with her arms, her eyebrows furrowed as she looks for the bartender. "Hey, where's the bartender?" she shouts.
"Bec."
She turns her head and saw Jesse with a worried look on his face. She just gave him a drunken lazy smile. "Oh heyyyy Jesssse-yy." She greeted.
"Bec, that's enough. I think you have drunk way more than your whole body could handle. It's not even midnight yet." He said as he took her arms, only for her to pull them away.
"Oh nonsense, Jesse. I'm not drunk!" she claimed, then giggled. "I'm just having fun! I'm having fun because you and Aubrey are engaged! And you two are meant to get married! I'm so happy and proud of the two of youuuu!"
Jesse sighed dejectedly. This is clearly not a happy-drunk Beca. This is a sad, heart-breaking, and lonely-drunk Beca who's giving fake smiles and fake giggles to hide her pain. He wondered when was the last time that he has seen a happy-drunk Beca. Oh right, it was when she and Chloe were still together. One particular memory being remembered about it, he shook his head as he rubbed Beca's back.
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There were only a few times that Jesse, Aubrey, Beca, Chloe and Stacie were able to see each other the reason being too caught up in school – most especially Aubrey Posen who was driven nuts in her academics – and of course, some inevitable happenings. So if they did manage to get to see each other they make sure to make it so worth it.
It was a weekend in the middle of the semester during their sophomore year, and surprisingly all of their free times were inclined and so they made sure to see each other. Jesse, Aubrey, and Stacie decided to go to LA, since it's where most clubs were plus so Chloe and Beca won't get hassled.
So on the first night of their get together, after declaring that they misses the hell out of each other, they went to a club with an 18 and above entry pass, not that much far away from Chloe and Beca's apartment. They were able to secure a booth of their own before buying drinks. Beca, being the clever smartass she is, was able to get a fake ID, so she was able to provide alcohol for her friends.
Not long later after a few drinks, Stacie pulled Chloe and Aubrey to dance as Beca and Jesse waved their hands, saying they'll stay to guard the booth and their belongings instead.
After a few minutes, a sweaty and tired Aubrey with a flushed and pumped Chloe came back. Aubrey crashed beside her boyfriend, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Chloe though was pulling Beca to come dance with her. Beca was trying to resist, but the way Chloe was looking, was really making it hard for her to keep her ground.
"Aw, c'mon baby! You wouldn't want someone else to dance with me, right?" Chloe cooed, and that's all it took before Beca downed her bottle to the last drop, then slammed it on the table.
"Hell no. Let's dance." Beca said as she was the one who pulled the redhead instead to the dance floor.
Aubrey and Jesse watched the couple make their way to the crowded dance floor. When they arrived, Beca automatically placed her hands on her girlfriend's waist as Chloe swayed her hips to the loud beats surrounding the club. The way the two moved was enticing and hot to watch. They were facing each other, inches apart from their bodies as they were dancing to the beat of the music. A few people started to notice them as they continued to do their dancing; some even gave them enough space so they can watch the heated dance of the two hot girls.
Chloe turned her back from Beca, as the brunette kept her hands firm on the redhead's waist. The music goes on, lights lazing around the whole place. Then 'Titanium' by David Guetta came through the speakers, and both of them knew they were done for. The heat between them, and the heat pooling in their core was too much that it has to be released. Immediately.
Chloe swayed her hips harder, grinding onto Beca's front earning a groan from the brunette. Their bodies still in synced with the music and the moves of each other. Beca nuzzled the nape of Chloe's neck, and ghosted her lips over it, sending shivers and chills down the redhead's back towards her core. Beca started to put open-mouthed kisses on Chloe's neck, as Chloe raised one arm to reach for Beca's neck as her other hand gripped on the brunette's hand on her waist.
It was hot as fuck.
"You don't know what you do to me, Chloe Beale." Beca whispers to Chloe's ear as she grazed the redhead's earlobe with her lips. Chloe moaned, and her eyes closed at the sensation of Beca's words that were giving her. It was starting to frustrate Chloe, and she can't quite keep it any longer with Beca doing all sorts of sexiness that was really turning her on. She quickly turned around, surprising her girlfriend a bit, and looked at her in the eyes.
"I need you, Mitchell. Now." She whispered demandingly, as she pulled the baffled and turned on brunette back to where their friends were, letting them know that they'll be going home a bit earlier due to uhm…reasons that needed to be solved immediately.
Jesse, Aubrey and Stacie agreed on staying a bit longer in the club, not wanting to hear or witness or interrupt on what would be going down in Chloe and Beca's apartment.
…
"Stacie, what do you think about Kyle?" Aubrey asked one of her best friends, when they sat down from the dancing, as she looked at Chloe and her so called "friend".
"What about him?"
"Do you think they're dating?" Aubrey added, her eyes never leaving her now-blonde friend dancing together with the tall buff guy.
Stacie looked over the dance floor where the object of their topic is. "Hm, I don't know. I can't really tell, although they seem to be very close." She replied with a shrug.
Aubrey turned her head back and sighed. She looked around and saw her fiancé with his best friend by the bar, and by the looks of it, Beca was drunk off her ass, passed out on the bar table. She was still confused on how the relationship she had witnessed since her high school days have ended on such a bitter note. If ever she did get a chance to hear Chloe's side of the story, she would listen because she's a friend, and that's what friends do. She wouldn't want to judge Chloe without knowing her reasons of why she left. But right now, she can't help but feel sorry for Beca, who was obviously hurting even if she seemed to be confident talking to Kyle and everything.
"Should we do something about this Stace?" she asked the leggy-brunette. Stacie stared at her blankly, and then sighed.
"I don't know. I want to…but I feel like I shouldn't meddle with it. It's their problem."
"Which the both of them are too stubborn to handle. Chloe acts like nothing happened, and Beca's drinking way more than she could handle even if it's only past 9."
Stacie pursed her lips. Aubrey's got a point. The two was too stubborn to handle it like adults. They should be talking about their situation, because 7 years is no joke. If they were able to be together for 7 years, then there's no doubt that they can be together forever.
"What do you wanna do then?" Stacie asked.
"How does 'get Bechloe back together' sound?"
"Sounds awesome." Stacie smirked. "It does sound familiar though." She laughed.
"But before they get together, we have to make them talk. Everyone needs closure." Aubrey said in a serious tone.
Stacie nodded. "Agreed."
…
When they came back from the club, Beca was fumbling the keys in her hand, struggling to insert the key inside the door knob because certain redhead was being touchy and very, very distracting with what she's doing with her lips. Beca finally manages to insert the key and turns it as the door opens and Chloe shoves her inside. As soon as the door closed, Chloe had Beca pinned on the door, her lips on the brunette's neck.
Beca turns her head upwards with the sensation of Chloe's lips on her neck; her eyes rolling to the back of her head at the same time the heat inside her is getting stronger and stronger. She let out a moan when Chloe sucked on her pulse point.
"Chloe." She groaned.
Chloe moved her lips at the side of Beca's face, trailing kisses through her cheek and finally on her lips. Beca took an amount of red hair a pulled the redhead closer to deepen the kiss. Hot and needy was the exact description of their make out. The taste of beer was on each other's lips, and as Beca pushed her tongue inside Chloe's mouth, the taste got even better.
Beca pulled back and was now the one who attacked the redhead's neck with open-mouthed kisses as she pushed Chloe back towards their bedroom, not without bumping some the furniture and their friends' stuff lying on the ground.
When they managed to get in their room, Chloe has her back up against the wall as Beca continued to kiss her neck while hands were on the hem of her dress. Beca slowly lifted the dress past towards the redhead's hips.
"Off." She said seductively, as she looked at Chloe's dilated eyes. The redhead complied and lifted her arms as Beca pulled the dress off her, leaving her in her bra and underwear. Beca tossed the garment behind her, and then teasingly ran her hands on Chloe's semi-naked body. "You're so fucking beautiful, Red."
Chloe only managed to hum, as she was speechless with how dominant her girlfriend is being. But as much as she loves the dominant side of Beca, she doesn't want to be the only one who's getting their feet being swept off. She took her hands inside Beca's jacket and pushed it off the brunette's shoulders.
"You're not playing fair, Mitchell." She purred on the brunette's ear as she pulled Beca by her shirt. "Strip." She demanded.
Beca obediently took her shirt off, as the redhead continued to roam her eyes over her body. Beca took a step backwards as she started to remove her belt but Chloe took a step closer and put her hands on the brunette's belt.
"Let me help." She said.
Chloe slowly unbuckled the belt, and ran her hand on the brunette's toned stomach before reaching for the pants' button and undoing it slowly. She continued to the zipper, drags it down very slowly.
Beca pulled her pants off to her ankles, and stepped away from it. Chloe smiled at her.
"That's better." The redhead chuckled in a sultry tone.
The two strode towards the bed, with Chloe straddling Beca. She leaned down, her lips barely centimeters away from her girlfriend's ear.
"You're such a turn on when you dance drunk." She whispered.
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A/N: I can't handle it. *drags both hands on cheeks*
This chapter left me hot and bothered. How about you?
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I won't be elaborating which part is the flashback scenes, because I know you guys would be able to determine which is the past and the present. If you got confused though, don't hesitate to ask, I'd be happy to make it clear for you. *wink*
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Next up: The night continues for Beca at the engagement party. A few more flashbacks about restroom coincidences.
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