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Chapter 2

I couldn't take my eyes off her, like a desert wanderer, afraid of mirages. I gazed at my oasis, but she was real

– random Tumblr quote

xx

I awoke the next morning. I felt I needed to go to the bathroom and wanted to get up, but some force withheld me from that. I looked down and saw that Beca was practically laying upon me. Her head was on my chest, her left arm was draped across my mid-section and our legs were intertwined.

Okay, so the bathroom can wait.

Waking up Beca is like waking up a puppy: it's illegal.

I took the time to observe Beca while she was asleep. She was so beautiful. Her hair was splayed out on my chest and my left arm. Her lips were slightly parted, but there was a hint of a smile. I saw how Beca's head rose slightly with my chest when I took a breath. She looked so peaceful, laying here. No care in the world, just her in her little world. She is beautiful.

"I can feel you staring, you creep."

I gasped a little. I haven't noticed that Beca had woken up.

"I wasn't." I replied a little too quickly, but the blush on my face told Beca otherwise.

"Whatever you say, Beale." I saw Beca smirking at me and knew that I was going to lose this battle soon, so I quickly changed the subject.

"So how did you sleep? Have you slept well?"

"Yeah, after I used you as my personal pillow. This bed is crap." I blushed again and was very surprised by the fact that Beca didn't make a big deal about cuddling while sleeping. Normally she avoided any type of physical contact, but I noticed that Beca initiated more physical contact between us lately. From some quick touches here and there, to sometimes a hug and now even cuddling. But Beca didn't make a big deal out of it, so I wasn't going to either. If Beca's fine with it, then I am too. The more the merrier.

Maybe she does like me.

No.

She has Jesse and she's happy.

"Chloe? Did you hear what I asked?"

"Huh, what?" Beca's piercing gaze brought me back from my thoughts.

"I asked if you want to go out for breakfast. Seriously where are you with your head?"

I simply smiled as I answered her, but I completely ignored her last question.

"Yeah, breakfast sounds good. Aubrey said we have to leave the hotel at 11 am, and it is now – I quickly checked my phone- 9.13 am. Come on, let's go." I jumped out of the bed and dragged Beca with me, leaving no room to argue.

I went to the bathroom to pee and to shower, and Beca took a shower after me. We were dressed and packed an hour later and we went downstairs to the main floor, where breakfast was served. The rest of the Bellas were already there, so we joined them. I went to sit next to Aubrey and Beca sat down next to Amy.

"Are you alright?" Aubrey asked me in a whispering voice as soon as I sat down next to her.

"Yeah, I'm fine I guess." I whispered back. "On my way here yesterday I just realized something but I'll tell you when we get home."

Aubrey nodded and I tried to change the subject.

"How did you get the Bellas so early out of bed? They must be very hangover."

"I hid some of the booze in Barden, the remaining stuff was just enough to party. We're going to throw a big one when we get back. And water does wonders by the way."

I chuckled. "Smart, very smart." I looked around and noticed now that the Bellas indeed didn't look that much hungover. Guess Amy didn't get the chance to make her killer poison.

"So how was sharing a room with Stacie?" I playfully nudged her and winked.

Aubrey went beet red. "I don't know what you're talking about." She muttered.

"Oh come on Bree, live a little! Just tell her how you feel! When was the last time you went on a date?"

"I don't know Chlo. What if she doesn't like me?" Aubrey looked really worried.

I sighed. "If she doesn't like you than she's an ass. And blind. She would be missing so much if she doesn't give you a chance."

Aubrey smiled a little. "So, you're going to tell her?" I asked.

"Only if you're going to tell Beca about your feelings for her."

I thought about it. It would mean I had another chance at telling her, but she's with Jesse now, so the chance that we actually could be a thing was little. But on the other hand, my heart is already broken, and you can't break a broken heart. So fuck it.

"Deal." I said.

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise."

What have I gotten myself into?

xx

After breakfast, everybody went up to their rooms again to grab their stuff and Aubrey checked the girls out of the hotel.

Once the bus was loaded, we hit the road. Beca offered to drive the first four and a half hours, then Amy would take over for another four and a half and at last, Cynthia-rose agreed to drive the last four hours.

Most of the Bellas fell asleep soon, but I was too restless to sleep, even though I was feeling very tired. So I went to sit in the seat exactly behind Beca, hoping I could hold a conversation and distract myself.

"Hey Becs." I whispered in her ear.

"Hi there." She whispered back.

"How are you and Jesse doing?" I really don't know why I asked that, because I wasn't genuinely interested, it's more that I asked for the sake of Beca and to be polite.

Beca shrugged. "We're fine I guess. Haven't really spoken him since last night."

I felt a twinge of guilt, knowing that I'm the reason. Just when I wanted to apologize, Beca's phone pinged.

"Chlo, could you get that for me?"

"Yeah ofcourse." I stood up from my seat and grabbed the phone from the dashboard. Once I retrieved to my seat, I unlocked Beca's phone –yeah I know her password - and read the message. It was quite a long text.

And it was from Jesse. Speaking of the devil.

Jesse: Becaw! Good morning sunshine. Did you sleep well? So, I was thinking, I should take you out on a proper date. Maybe going to dinner and after that to the movies? I heard there was going to be a really epic movie, I'm sure you'll like it. X J

I read the text out loud so that Beca could hear. Once I was finished, it was like something exploded in me. I felt angry, defeated, but mostly, jealousy. Jealous of Jesse, who did had the balls to go up to Beca and kiss her. But ofcourse I suppressed it.

"I thought you hated movies?" I asked her casually, not wanting to let Beca know I actually cared.

"Yeah I do." Beca huffed. "But he still doesn't seem to understand it."

I rolled my eyes, a habit I picked up from Beca. Why can't Jesse just listen to Beca and treat her like a lady?

"So he just forces you to watch movies." I deadpanned.

"Chlo, it's nothing like that…"

"Then what?" I asked maybe a little too harsh.

"Chlo I have no idea why you just act like that, but I just try to also become interested in his interests. That's what you do in a relationship."

"Okay." I said. I had to admit, it was a good point. "What about your mixes?"

"He listened to one…"

"One?" I raised my eyebrow. I listened to Beca's mixes all the time. They were my most played songs on my phone. How couldn't Jesse?

"To be honest he could show a little more interest in your interests."

"Why do you care?" I was taken aback by the harsh tone in her voice. "Jesus, if I didn't know any better I would think you're jealous."

I didn't answer her. If Beca could see my facial expressions she would immediately know that she was right. But I guess the silence said enough.

"So you are actually jealous." It was meant to be a statement, but sounded more like a question.

"No!" I said, a little too quickly for Beca's liking.

Beca let out a huff. "Yeah right. And I'm the queen of England." I rolled my eyes and playfully slapped her on the shoulder.

She grabbed her shoulder with mock hurt. "Ow, Chloe, keep it down would you? I don't need a broken shoulder." She said dramatically.

I rolled my eyes again and laughed. "Keep both of your hands on the steering wheel please. I'd like to arrive at Barden in one piece."

"As you wish madam." Beca tried to imitate a British accent and god her British accent. It was hot and bothering in ways that shouldn't be.

"In all seriousness Chlo, why are you jealous of me?"

"Jealous of you?" I asked genuinely confused.

"Yeah, do you like Jesse or something?" Beca sounded a bit suspicious.

Oh.

"I'm not- into him. I'm not jealous of anybody." Liar. If there was one person that I would be jealous of it was Jesse.

Beca just hummed.

xx

"Becs?" I asked cautiously after a while when the laughter had died down. We were driving for quite a while now, Amy would take over in twenty minutes.

"Yeah." She said in response.

"Why don't you like movies?"

Beca sighed. Should she tell Chloe? She knew that she couldn't say that she thought that movies are predictable. Jesse bought that lame excuse, but she knew Chloe wouldn't. The girl could see straight through her.

"I used to watch them with my family all the time. Every Friday night was movie night. But then my dad left and movie nights weren't the same anymore. I started watching movies less and less, until I watched none. Every time I watch a movie I'm reminded of my parents' divorce."

I placed my hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry." I said genuinely.

"It's not your fault Chlo."

Then I realized something. "But what about me? You watch movies with me. Oh my god, you must have felt horrible!"

"Chlo, calm down, it's okay. I didn't feel horrible, with you it was fun."

I felt my heart swell at that sentence. "Does Jesse actually knows your reason?" I asked before I could stop myself.

"Nope." Beca responded, popping the 'p'.

"Eh, okay." I was a little confused. I actually thought Jesse was one of the first people who knew this. That explains the pushing when it comes to watching movies. He just didn't know. My anger for Jesse started to fade away. He wouldn't push Beca into watching movies when he knows, right?

"But why did you watch movies with me then? Without the pushing, I mean."

"I guess watching movies with you isn't that bad." Even though I was sitting behind Beca, I still could see a blush creeping up her cheeks.

I giggled. "Well I guess the cuddling doesn't play a role in that."

Beca blushed harder. "No, not at all."

"Yes ofcourse Becs." I responded sarcastically with a hint of a tease in my voice.

And so we started giggling –yes Beca giggles- as we teased each other, Jesse's text long forgotten.

Xx

The drive back to Barden was exhausting. When Amy took over from Beca, she started giving a whole comedy show through the microphone. The moment Amy's voice burst through the bus, the dozed off Bellas were brutally woken up.

After Amy's show was done (although I quite enjoyed it, and the singing wasn't bad either) and CR took over, peace was brought back in the bus and I settled with Beca in the back of the bus, where Beca would lean against me and eventually would fall asleep in my arms. For the second time that day I observed her while she slept – I'm thinking I'm started to become a creep – and wishing that Beca could be mine forever. No Jesse, no drama, nothing. Just me and Beca.

I felt so very angry with myself that I didn't have the guts to tell Beca earlier about my feelings. Because I see now that I've been waiting too long, it was too late now.

But then it hit me.

The truth slapped me right in the face.

Ofcourse.

How could I ever be so stupid.

First, it started with the fact that I didn't even know if Beca was gay. Hell, I didn't even know if she was bi, or at least bi-curious. Maybe she isn't even in the slightest interested in women. She has never showed any form of interest.

The second, and more the major reason, is that we're not going to be together at Barden anymore. Beca is going to LA, make it big, and probably never going to contact me again. And I stay here because I can't graduate. Well, can't… more won't. I might have failed Russian Lit intentionally so that I can be a Bella. I tell you, Russian Lit is not that lit.

But whatever. She has Jesse. And I have a bet with Aubrey. Well, not really a bet, more a agreement. An agreement I have to keep, otherwise it wouldn't be fair for Aubrey. But there was something more, I had… Tom. Fuck. I totally forget about him. Fu-

"Earth to Chloe?" Beca snapped her fingers in front of my face. "I can literally see the clogs turning in your head."

I squint my eyes at her, looking confused. "You've been watching me?"

"Chlo, I've been trying to get your attention for five minutes now. And it's the second time this day! Are you sure you're okay? Normally you're never zoning out this much."

I shook my head to clear the thoughts. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay." Beca looked at me a little longer, and I could see she was having a battle with herself. Eventually she decided to let the topic go.

"I just wanted to say that we arrived. Everybody has already left." I looked around me and I saw that indeed, everybody was gone. The bus was empty.

"Oh." Was all I could say. "Well, ehm, let's just go then."

I got up and took my purse and little suitcase with me. Beca joined me too and together we walked out of the bus, locking the busdoors.

"Becaw!" I heard somewhere behind me. I immediately knew who it was, because there's only one person in the world who could give Beca this stupid nickname. My heart and mood dropped a hundred feet. Beca rolled her eyes at the noise. "I still can't believe he calls me that." She muttered under her breath.

Before Beca turned around, Jesse wrapped her in a hug from behind. Beca tensed, but Jesse didn't let go.

"Dude, why do you always tens when people hug you? And you haven't responded to my text…" he pouted.

Beca faced him now and you could see she was trying to think what Jesse was talking about.

"Ohh, the text. Yeah that text. Yeah sorry I was driving, I couldn't respond."

I smirked, knowing too damn well that I could've respond for Beca. She just had to say what I needed to type. I've read the text for her too after all.

"You drove the whole trip?!" Jesse exclaimed loudly.

Beca winced and punched him in the shoulder. "No man, ofcourse not!" she said annoyed. "I just forgot about it, okay?"

Jesse looked a little hurt after Beca said that. "Oh okay, well, we discuss that later." He took Beca's hand, already taking a few steps to walk away, when I cleared my throat.

"I'd like to say goodbye to Beca, Jesse." I shot him a nasty glance. I pulled Beca into a hug, to show him that not 'just people' get to hug Beca. Beca let go of Jesse's hand to hug me back.

"Thank you for letting us win." I whispered in her ear. "We couldn't have done it without you." I kissed her cheek and let go of her.

If looks could kill, I would have been six feet under now, judging by the way Jesse looked at me. He immediately took Beca's hand again and walked away, pulling her with him without saying another word.

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~ bechloeeverywhere

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