I Will Never Stop Loving You
Chapter 5
Beca woke up early and really stiff, however she had momentarily forgotten about her hand, she sat up and leaned on it, yelling out in pain
"MOTHERFUCKER!" waking Chloe up in the process, she sat up quickly and looked around startled
"Babe! What happened?" She looked over to Beca who was clutching her hand.
"ARGH! I FORGOT ABOUT MY FUCKING HAND!" Chloe ran to the kitchen to get the prescribed painkillers and some water, she heard Beca's phone ring so she picked it up on the way past back to the bedroom.
"Here take these, and your phone was ringing" Chloe handed her girlfriend the pills and the glass of water. Beca put her phone on the bedside table and then took the pills. She pulled Chloe onto the her lap, holding her close.
"Thank you for looking after me" Snuggling closer to Chloe.
Eventually Beca decided to call her boss, or Chloe forced her… whatever.
"Hi… um… I'm really sorry… I promise it will not happen again…" Beca started rambling, but she was soon stopped
"Beca! Stop! Your name is everywhere! Everyone wants an interview!"
"What!?"
"All major magazines want your side of the story"
"How? How do they all know?"
"Beca. You were at a VIP party at an exclusive club full of celebrities… There were cameras everywhere." He deadpanned.
"But what if I don't want to? I don't want to be known as that gay chick that hit some guy"
"Beca. This could boost your popularity massively!"
"I'll have to talk to Chloe, but even if she says yes… I don't want to do loads… only a couple of interviews, I'm not great at talking to people."
"Sounds good I've got to go… you're going to be huge." With that he was gone.
Beca walked in the next day expecting the worst. She way more interviews lined up than she wanted, but she felt like she should explain herself and get her face out there. She was doing ok, she didn't swear, she was just telling her story, but it was getting annoying just answering the same questions, over and over again, 'why did you do it?' 'who were you protecting?' 'are you going to stand up for gay rights?'
Chloe didn't want to be thrust into the spotlight like this so she stayed unnamed and anonymous.
Beca was starting to get agitated, she hadn't had a break in about 3 hours, she was sat opposite some blonde bimbo, who was smiling way to much and not letting her finish her answers.
"So were you still angry from earlier in the night?"
"Well not really… you see…"
"But you seem to get angry pretty fast."
"Well I guess it was just the…"
"So you were?"
"No. But this guy grabbed my girlfriend."
"And that gave you permission to punch him."
Beca was getting really riled up
"NO. I was defending myself after he was being aggressive and throwing homophobic slurs at me!"
Then the PR people stepped in and suggested a break. Beca got a coffee and some fresh air while she placed her headphones over her ears to calm down. She put her sunglasses on and closed her eyes, soaking in the music. All too soon, Jemma, one of the PR people, tapped her one the shoulder.
"You've got to finish these interviews…"
Beca stood up and followed Jemma back to the interviewing room.
"Beca, you've got to keep your cool… ok? Don't let them get under your skin."
"Yeah… thanks, I'll try, I promise" Beca attempted a smile then walked into the room to continue with the awful blonde woman.
By the end of the day Beca was exhausted. Her hand was throbbing like crazy because she had forgotten to take the painkillers, and she was sure she had completely blown it with Ed Sheeran. It was five to seven and she was sat in her office, alone, with her speakers blasting out a mix of Adele and Sam Smith, with her head in her good hand and wallowing in her own sadness. She was wondering how she was going to do anything without being able to write, if she has blown her whole career. Her phone rang snapping out her daydream. She picked it up without looking at the caller ID.
"Beca Mitchell"
"Babe, where are you?"
"Chlo?" Beca turned down the music "I thought you were working late…"
"I was but I know you had a long day so I left early, I texted you…"
"Sorry… I've been busy…"
"That's ok… do you want to come home? You could pick up Taco Bell on the way if you want" Chloe asked gently, knowing that Beca was feeling particularly fragile
"Yeah, that sounds great… I'll be back soon"
"Ok… I love you"
"I love you too" Beca waited to hear Chloe hang up first. Beca turned off all the computer equipment and speakers, collected everything together, piling some papers together, which didn't really change the messiness of her office, but made her feel a little better.
She walked out, turning off the lights, passing Kelly on the front desk, waving as she went passed and got into a taxi.
Beca got home 30 minutes later to see Chloe dancing and singing around the flat with Beca's favourite headphones on.
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, oh oh oh oh
Chloe was swinging her hips and moving her feet smoothly, she raised her arms above her head, pulling some of her hair up, letting it cascade down, settling on her shoulders. She span around, eyes widening as they lock with Beca's. Without taking her headphones off she yelled
"BECS! I DIDN'T HEAR YOU COME IN" She slid the headphones to her neck, Beca followed Chloe's hands down her neck to her cleavage.
"Babe… My eyes are up here…" Chloe giggled pointing to her shining eyes. Beca continued to blatantly stare at Chloe's breasts.
"Yeah… I know…" Beca said dreamily, not blinking once. Chloe stepped forward, pulling Beca's head up to look into her eyes, they could both clearly hear the music that was still playing through the headphones, it had moved in to the next song, Long Way Down by Tom Odell, they started slow dancing, holding each other close, Beca held Chloe's hand to her heart, and slowly leant into a kiss, their lips moulding perfectly together. They broke away and just looked at each other for a moment.
"The food's gonna get cold" Chloe whispered, Beca just looked back at her and smiled
"I don't know if you know this… but… I love you more than Taco Bell" Chloe giggled (Beca's favourite sound) and pulled Beca by the hand towards the bedroom.
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Songs used
- If I Can't Have You by Yvonne Elliman
-Long way down by Tom Odell