A/N: Hello again. I'm sorry this chapter isn't as good as the others. I wanted to address their situation from the night before and how Beca felt about it, but also wanted to add in more things. However, if I did that, the chapter would be jumping around too much and I didn't want that. Thanks for those who have given this story a favorite and thanks to those who have left reviews. Please leave more reviews! Feel free to tell me if you have any ideas or have something you'd like me to incorporate in the story. I might just add your idea in! I will give you credit for the idea. Anyways, you're probably like, "Geez, Fox, shut up" by now so without further ado, here is Chapter 5!
As Beca woke, she pressed herself into the warmth surrounding her, desperately needing it as the covers were barely covering her. She curled up to the warmth, feeling bare legs tangled in her own. Her eyes shot open. The brunette realized she didn't put proper pants on before crawling in bed and found that Chloe was in the same condition. A blush flared across her face, turning it bright red. She saw the redhead's eyes start to flutter, causing her to slam hers shut.
Chloe let out a happy sigh, smiling down at the younger girl. She started to stroke Beca's back gently. The ginger continued to do so for a while before kissing Beca's forehead, thinking she was still asleep. Beca's pulse began to quicken. She thought her heart was about to burst out of her chest and couldn't stay still much longer. Chloe smiled again, stroking Beca's back once more.
After a couple minutes, Beca let her eyes flutter open, looking up at the taller girl, "Good morning, sleepyhead," Chloe poked her nose, starting to pull herself away from the brunette. Beca stopped her and pulled her closer.
"No, too cold," she said sleepily.
"Well you wouldn't be if you didn't kick the blankets off in the middle of the night, Becs," Chloe chuckled.
"Not my fault," Beca mumbled, "Mmmm, you're warm." She smiled.
"Did you forget?" Chloe asked.
"It's been five years since I slept with someone," Beca said. After a moment she realized what she said, shooting up and nearly knocking the redhead off the bed, "I-I mean, uh, that came out wrong. God, that sounded bad. I-I'm sorry," she stammered.
Chloe laughed at her friend, "I know what you meant."
The younger girl blushed, looking down at her bare legs, "Shit," she muttered.
The ginger laughed again, "Beca, I don't think you need to be worried about that. We've slept in the same bed with less than this on before. Plus, I've seen you naked...twice."
Beca grabbed the blanket and covered herself up anyways, "That was only because the air conditioning went out and you refused to sleep alone. It doesn't help that you're warm all the time. Plus, you've ambushed me in the shower...twice."
"What can I say? I'm just hot," Chloe winked. Rolling her eyes, Beca got up and put on a pair of loose pajama pants. The older girl pouted, "You don't want to lay down with me anymore? I thought you said it was too cold."
The brunette chuckled, "I'm hungry and wearing pants would probably help with my body temperature."
Chloe got out of bed, walking towards the door, "Okay, I'll make breakfast, then."
"Chlo, don't. You're my guest," Beca said, following the girl.
She shook her head, "No, I'm living here for a while."
"Well, thanks for asking," Beca rolled her eyes.
"No problem," the taller girl winked. She walked towards the kitchen, "You go ahead and go start a movie or something and I'll bring you food."
"I hate movies," the DJ reminded her.
"I know you do," Chloe laughed, disappearing into the kitchen. Beca shook her head and smiled. She didn't mind the redhead insisting on living here for a while. She knew her nights wouldn't be so cold for a while.
After a while, Chloe came to the living room with two plates of omelets. Beca grinned at her, "My favorite." She happily took the plate from Chloe.
"It may have been five years, but I haven't forgotten things about you," Chloe smiled. She sat by her friend, beginning to eat, "What are you watching?"
"I'm not really watching it. I was just waiting for you," Beca replied, taking a bite of her omelet. She smiled, knowing that Chloe remembered everything she liked on her omelet.
"I see," the ginger smiled at her.
They ate their food in happy silence. Once they were both done, Beca took their plates to the sink and washed them quickly before going back to the couch with Chloe, "You know, I'm gonna have to go to work soon. What are you going to do?"
"I was hoping you'd call in so we could catch up," Chloe looked up at her. When Beca sat down, she had laid down and put her head on the other girl's lap.
"You know I can't do that, weirdo," Beca gave her a sad smile. As much as she really wanted to stay, she needed some time away from the redhead. If not she probably would have gone crazy.
The older girl pouted, "Fine, I'll just wait for you to get home."
"If that's what you want to do. You can leave the house whenever you want, just make sure you lock the door. Oh, which reminds me..." she got up, making the ginger sit up and cross her arms. She opened a drawer and pulled out a spare key to the house, "If you're going to be living here, then you should probably take this."
Chloe beamed at her, "Really? Thank you so much, Becs!" She jump up and tackled her friend back down on the couch, landing on top of her.
Beca's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and she knew that that shade was only darkening with each passing second. She tried to wriggle her way out from underneath the older girl, "Hey, get off," she laughed.
"No, I don't want to," Chloe protested, putting her head on Beca's shoulder.
Beca sighed in defeat, "Fine, but I'm gonna have to get up and get ready for work in about thirty minutes."
Chloe nodded as they both turned their heads towards the TV. Beca smiled, stroking the other woman's back much like she had done to her this morning. They stayed like that for a while and before Beca knew it, it was time for her to get ready for work.
She sighed, "I have to go, Chlo."
The older girl sat up, letting the brunette get ready, "Can I come visit you later?"
"I'll be back at 4:30. You'll survive," Beca chuckled.
Chloe pouted, "Okay." She watched the shorter girl disappear into her room before hugging her knees. She was trying as hard as she could to get the DJ to realize her feelings, being as flirty as possible, just like in college, but Beca was the densest person she'd ever met in her life. She knew she would have to be a little more blunt about it, but wanted to wait for a while, just in case Beca didn't really feel the same. The ginger began flipping through the channels on the TV before finding something moderately interesting.
Beca came back out after getting dressed, "Are you sure you don't want to get out of the house?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. I think this hangover is finally hitting me. Where's your Advil?" she asked.
Beca went to get some out of the medicine cabinet, "Take it easy."
Chloe nodded, "Got it."
"And no boys, okay?" Beca joked.
"Okay, mom," Chloe rolled her eyes.
The younger woman laughed and started to head out the door. She really hoped her shift would go faster today, wanting to get back to Chloe, even though her feelings for the ginger were driving her crazy.