SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I have had writers block for the past two weeks and could not think of how to continue any of my stories. But I'm back now and feel the creative juices flowing :)
Hope you like this chapter and in the next one(which will be the award show) will have more of the Bella's! WHOPPPPP WHOOOOPPPPP
Chloe slowly uncurled her self from around the small sleeping brunette and look around the apartment. Dim light was cascading throughout a slit in the drapes pulled over the window to show a dark cloudy sky. Chloe looked down at her sleeping friend who had turned around in the middle of the night to snuggle her head deeper into Chloe's chest. One of Beca's hand lay on Chloe and the other one was pressed agents her nose causing it the scrunch up in her sleep. Chloe tried to hide the giggle the was rising inside her, when she looked at the completely adorable look the usually hard ass DJ/music producer had while she slept. Chloe tried to distract her self form just staring at Beca's face, by examining the tattoo's that where usually covered by Beca's shirt. A red rose covered the most part of Beca's right shoulder, as Chloe squinted in the gloomy light coming in through the window, she noticed a word was made out of the vines from the three roses on the tattoo. Always in my heart Chloe reached out and traced the words with the tip of one of her fingers. Feeling raised skin of the vines on her fingertips. Beca shifted slightly but did not wake up, Chloe stopped for a second but when Beca just shifted closer she continued tracing the tattoo on Beca's shoulder. As she did that Chloe, studied the second and final tattoo she could see with Beca still in her tank top. The other tattoo ran, almost like a spine, ran down the middle of Beca's back. It started an inch below Beca's shirt line and ran down tell in ended below the top of her tank top, the tattoo in question was a wave length of what Chloe did not know. Chloe lifted Beca's tank carefully to see the end of the tattoo and to see if it would answer her question.
"Having fun there, Red?" Beca mumbled into Chloe's front. "You can always ask if you want to see the rest." Chloe quickly removed her fingers from Beca's tank top, causing the tank to snap back agents Beca's back.
"I was just seeing the end of the wave length tattoo." Chloe said awkwardly. "I was wondering if there was like an explanation the what the wave length is from."
"Again, you could have asked." Beca said lifting herself up, so she was on her elbows looking at Chloe with a small smile.
"Where's the fun in that though." Chloe giggled.
"So you wait tell someone is asleep to start to take their clothes off?" Beca said. "Remind me to never get drunk with you."
"But you don't drink." Chloe pointed out.
"Your right." Beca sat up and tap her chin with a finger as if pondering Chloe's point. "Remind me to never have you watch me after I get surgery, then."
"I'll make a mental note of that." Chloe said with a wink. "What does the wave length represent then? If you don't mind me asking."
Beca moved so she could stretch out her legs. "Not at all Red, It's actually the choruses to one of the first song I wrote that made it on the 'map'."
"So from your first album?" Chloe asked stretching out her legs to from the cramp position she had slept in last night.
"Kinda, It was never really on an album, one of those floater songs, yeah now? Most people don't even know it actually, but it means a lot to me."
"What are the words?" Chloe asked
"I'll see you in the future when we're older and we are full of stories to be told." Beca said getting up and walking toward the kitchen. "Do you drink coffee, Red?"
"Totes, want any help? I can make breakfast?" Chloe said following Beca in to the connected kitchen.
"I'll take you up on the offer. I have bagels…. and bagels. Oh, and even more bagels." Beca turning around holding a bag of coffee grounds. "Choose carefully." Chloe laughed as she opened the fridge and pulled out a the bagels.
"Costco?" Chloe said looking up at Beca with a smile.
"Do you not like Costco, I…I can get us something else?" Beca said stopping awkwardly holding a pot of water.
"No, I love Costco bagels." Chloe said with a laugh. "Like, really love Costco bagels. I just thought you would have like, Whole Foods or some hipster shit kind of bagels." She took two out and placed the rest back in the fridge. "I need a knife and a plates thought."
"Top drawer on the left." Beca said starting the coffee pot "And I'm not a hipster, I might where a hell of a lot of plaid. But I don't even know where the nearest Whole Foods is."
She turned back around and watched Chloe as she started cutting the bagels in half. Beca hid a smile as she looked at Chloe, her red hair had come out of the bun from last night and lay in messy curls down her back. Chloe had asked for different cloths to change into when they had started the third episode of Game of Thrones last night. Beca had raised and eyebrow at that, but Chloe dismissed it by saying the skinny jeans and shirt she were wearing where not 'movie cubble time' material. So Beca had searched around for the only clothes she had that would fit Chloe, who was at least 4 inches taller than her. And had considerably longer legs. She finally settling on a pair of green workout shorts and a Journey tee-shirt, while Beca herself wore sweatpants and a red tank top. Now in the morning Beca could not help but feel like she was in the kitchen with someone more than a friend as they made breakfast together, in only there pajamas after having slept cuddled together on the couch. Maybe the kids last night were right. What the hell am I thinking? we would never work out…would we?
" Becs?" Beca blinked and refocused on Chloe.
"uhm?"
"The coffee's done, and I was wondering if you would like jelly or peanut butter?" Chloe asked.
"Right…peanut butter please." She turned back to the coffee and pulled to mugs from a cabinet above her head. "How much milk do you like?"
"Blonde." Beca added the milk to both her and Chloe's coffee, and turned to see Chloe finishing Beca's Breakfast. "Come with me Red, and eat our lovely breakfast at my non-existent table." Chloe took the mug of coffee and her bagel and moved back to the couch. Beca and Chloe sat cross-legged on the floor, their meal placed on the table.
They quietly ate their breakfast, Beca some how getting peanut butter on her noes. Every now and then they would meet each others eyes, and one of them would look away with small smile. After finishing her bagel, Chloe took a sip her coffee then wrapped her fingers around the mug to capture the remaining heat.
"I've been thinking of those lyric, from your wave length tattoo." Beca nodded taking her last bite of bagel. "And I don't know from what song they are from. And I usually, can remember."
Beca licked peanut butter of her finger and wiped her hands on her sweats. "Yeah, I guess saying 'it but me on the map' was wrong. It was really the first song I played in a real studio. But they never put it on any album."
Chloe rested her elbow on the table. "What's the title?"
"Written in the stars." Beca meet Chloe's blue eyes. When Chloe raised an eyebrow and curled one side of her mouth as a reply, Beca shook her head. "Do you want me to play it for you Red?"
"Hell yeah, rock away." Chloe said raising her mug in a toast motion. "Blow my socks off, Mitchell."
Beca stood up and moved over to the electric piano in he corner, turning it on. Beca fiddled with buttons until it was at the right sound for the song, she played a couple of notes adjusted the piano and tried again. Chloe moved up on the couch curling her feet under her and blanching the mug on her Beca seemed satisfied she, squared her shoulders and started the beginning of the song. As the cords the piano played, the sound coming from it sounded like an electric violin and was a perfect mix of slow drops and fast starts. As Beca started the first verse Chloe heart did a small backflip, she had heard Beca sing many times. From the radio to music videos, even award show performances. But Chloe had never heard her is such a close space before, and never just Beca. But as Beca's voice filled the small apartment, Chloe, fell in love all over again for Beca's music. Not only because she was an incredible singer but because the music was what music should be like, passion, understanding, heart, feeling and talent. Not just talent.
You took me to your favorite place on Earth
to see the tree they cut down ten years from your birth.
Our fingers traced in circles round its history,
we brushed our hands right back in time through centuries.
As you held me down, you said:
"I'll see you in the future when we're older
and we are full of stories to be told.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I'll see you with your laughter lines."
Changes on our hands and on our faces, oh, oh
memories are mapped out by the lines we'll trace.
As you held me down, you said:
"I'll see you in the future when we're older
and we are full of stories to be told.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I'll see you with your laughter lines."
Ashen faces in cold breeze,
ashen faces in cold breeze,
all the stories you will leave,
all the stories you will leave.
I'll see you in the future when we're older
and we are full of stories to be told.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I'll see you with your laughter lines.
I'll see you in the future when we're old.
I'll see you in the future when we're old.
Beca turned around on the seat in front of the piano. "So?" When Chloe was silent for a heartbeat, Beca dropped her eyes to her lap and started spinning the ring on her thumb.
"Jesus, christ." Chloe whispered, Beca looked up her eyebrows creased. "Why the hell is that song not on any of your albums?"
Beca shrugged. "My producer did not think it went well with my first album and kinda forgot about it for the next two. I don't really mind it's a great song, but I have better you know?" Beca slid off the chair and sat down on the floor again.
"Why don't you just release it?" Chloe asked
"Because, I need a label. If I had my own I would have a song coming out a hell of a lot more than I do now."
"Have you ever thought of making your own label?" Chloe said setting her empty cup and the table.
"Once or twice." Beca said laughing.
"And?"
"Never got around to it." Beca said shrugging again. "Enough about me though." She waved her hands "What about you? Whats next for The Chloe Beale?"
"The Chloe Beale? I kinda like that, maybe I'll have everyone introduce me like that." She said winking. "Well, we just got picked up for Pitch Perfect 2. Uhm….I have offers on the table, but none of them really speak to me. I have a premier in three weeks for a movie called Into The woods. But apart from that…" Chloe trailed off.
"What about my offer?" Beca asked innocently
"Your offer?"
"Want to sing on my not-really-mine-but-kinda-mine album?"
Chloe laughed and rested her elbows on her knees. "I'll think about it, Mitchell." Chloe phone, sitting ont he counter started vibrating. She hopped off the coach and checked the caller. "I'm really sorry, but I have to take this, sorry." She pressed the answer button and moved into Beca's room. As she walked away, Chloe missed Beca's face fall. As Chloe continued talking in the other room Beca gathered there plates and empty mugs and placed them in the dishwasher. You need to get your shit together, Mitchell. You just meet. Beca turned to Chloe as she entered the kitchen.
"That was my manager, I have a hair appointment in an hour that I need to go to ." Chloe said awkwardly standing in front of Beca, she had even changed into her clothes from yesterday. "I really can't miss it."
"Thats fine, I have a hair appointment to. Well it's really just me alone in my bathroom alone, trying to find out what the hell I'm doing but it kinda counts." Beca said.
Chloe smiled. "I'm really sorry, I had so much fun last night and today. For tomorrow, what time do you want to…"
"When ever you want to, Red."
"Ok! I'll make you a deal, I'll be here at 6 tomorrow night and I will help you with your hair. If you promise to stay with me on the red carpet and not look like you want to be anywhere else but there."
"Deal, I will not look like I would rather be at a Gynecologist, then be there." Beca held out her hand, grinning. "See you at 6, Chlo." Chloe grabbed Beca's hand and instead of shaking it pulled Beca into a warm hug. After a minute Chloe moved so she was an arm's length away.
"Deal" She kissed Beca on the cheek, picked up her bag and moved to Beca's front door. "See you later, Becs." Chloe closed the door behind her, leaving Beca, standing in her kitchen, realizing she was now completely head over heels for the beautiful red-head.