A/N: First i'd like to say that i am so sorry for taking so long. I know it has been more than 2 weeks since i last updated.. Life is keeping me busy, and it sucks ! Also, i had written most of it a week ago, while i was at work, but i lost the file so i had to start all over again.. That took some time too, becaus i couldnt remember everything i wrote before. But now it's finally here! I love hearing from you guys, so don't hesitate to leave a review. i am open for whatever you have to say.
Thanks for your patience :) P.S. Yes, ive changed my author's name from Demet to snowsann. It's the same name i use for my tumblr and instagram.
Day 1
Beca and Aubrey were sitting in a restaurant right across the bull statue. They were watching the oblivious redhead standing near it, looking very impatient and checking her watch every few minutes.
"Chloe waits for me there by 6pm every day." Aubrey remarked, smiling at the thought. "Then, we walk to class together."
"Aw, that's so sweet." Beca said sarcastically. "Unfortunately, you won't go with her today." she added with a serious look in her eyes as her face moved closer to the blonde.
Aubrey's smile fell and confusion took over her face. "What? Why?" she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Because I said so." Beca simply responded.
The blonde sighed impatiently. "Is your plan to bring us together, or throw us apart?"
Beca raised an eyebrow and smirked confidently as she looked into the blonde's eyes. "I have this theory about girls. The more you run after them, the more they run away from you." she explained. "But if you run away from them, they'd run after you to find out the reason for the sudden change. They will experience a certain kind of confusion caused by the unexpected shift." she paused and took a deep breath before speaking again. "We have to take advantage of such confusion of the confused girl." she nodded to herself with a smug grin, satisfied with what she just said.
Aubrey frowned, "Even I'm confused."
The brunette lightly chuckled. "It's basically playing Hot and Cold. Just trust the expert and do whatever I tell you."
She picked up her bag from the chair beside them and took out a small earpiece and a microphone. "Put this one in your ear, and hide the microphone somewhere in your bra or something."
Aubrey glowered at the small devices on her hand. She picked up the tiny earpiece and examined it carefully then stared at Beca in confusion. The brunette chuckled and continued, "These devices are wirelessly connected to my phone, haven't you seen these in action movies? Secret agents wear them so that they can be given commands by their superiors while doing a secret mission. And we're basically doing just that. I'll give you commands that you would hear over the earpiece and you can speak to me using the hidden microphone without anyone noticing, it's a secret mission after all. Got it?"
Aubrey nodded as she put the earpiece into her right ear and attached the microphone to her bra strap. "Okay boss, we're on!"
"I've reached the school campus." Aubrey whispered to her shoulder as she looked around making sure no one noticed it.
"Good. Now relax and walk into your classroom." Beca replied.
Aubrey entered the classroom and looked around to find Chloe. A smile appeared on her face when she found the redhead sitting on their usual spot, tapping a pen on her textbook with furrowed eyebrows while scanning over the pages of her book.
"I'm inside the classroom and I see Chloe."
"Go and sit next to her. But don't speak to her."
Aubrey nodded as if Beca could see her as she made her way towards the redhead and took the seat right next to her. The blonde tried her hardest to keep a straight face and pretended to busy herself with the pen she was tossing and turning between her fingers.
Chloe looked up from her textbook as soon as she saw a familiar figure moving from the corner of her eye. She closed her book and faced Aubrey hastily. "Where were you? I was waiting for you by the bull statue for like half an hour!" she snapped and waited for an explanation. The blonde acted like she heard nothing so she remained silent.
When her friend stayed quiet ignoring her question, the redhead opened her mouth to speak again. "Why were you late? You're never late."
Again, no answer.
"Aubrey? Aubrey, I'm talking to you." She said impatiently.
"Don't look at her!" Beca said.
Aubrey stayed still.
"Look up! No... Look down!"
The blonde got confused as she moved her head up and down following Beca's unclear instructions. What the hell, Mitchell. Make up your mind. She settled by covering her face with one hand, as she gritted her teeth.
"Aubrey, is something wrong?" Chloe tried again as she poked the blonde on her shoulder.
"Look back at her angrily." Beca commanded.
Aubrey sat up straight and shot her best friend a sudden sharp look.
Chloe gasped and her eyes widened in fear. She decided not to bother her best friend anymore. She went back to her textbook while wearing a confused frown on her face.
…
Day 2
Chloe sat in class, constantly checking her watch. Aubrey is late again. She let out a frustrated sigh just when she saw the blonde enter the classroom.
Aubrey was about to make her way towards the redhead, but stopped her tracks when she heard Beca exclaim through the earpiece. "Don't sit next to Chloe!"
"Where am I supposed to sit then?" Aubrey whispered in between clenched teeth.
"Sit near some hot girl!"
Aubrey looked around and her eyes paused at a younger brunette who was holding a tiny mirror in her hand while retouching her make-up. Her blue eyes looked up with a friendly smile playing on her lips when she saw the blonde sat next to her.
"Hi." Aubrey greeted with a megawatt smile. The girl smiled back in recognition of her greeting.
"It's my birthday today." Beca said on the other end.
"Really? Oh, happy birthday then." Aubrey tried to whisper to the hidden microphone, failing, as it was a bit too loud. She saw the girl next to her furrowed her eyebrows as she moved a little farther from the blonde.
Beca facepalmed. "Not mine, you idiot. Tell her that!" she demanded impatiently.
The blonde cleared her throat and turned to the younger brunette. "Uhm, it's my birthday today." she grinned.
The girl's face softened. "Well, happy birthday then." She responded with a smile as she put her mirror and make up inside her purse.
"Now, make her kiss you on the cheek."
Chloe curiously watched her best friend lean over with her cheek moving closer towards the girl next to her. The younger brunette gave Aubrey a small peck as a way of greeting. The redhead's jaw dropped upon seeing the act, confused as to what was going on. What the hell is she doing? She thought, wondering why the blonde was suddenly behaving like an idiot.
"Did Chloe see it?"
Aubrey glanced over at her best friend and quickly turned back around. "Yup!"
"Good! Now throw an arm around that girl next to you."
Aubrey frowned and hesitated at first, but she ended up slowly wrapping an arm around the younger brunette's shoulder.
"Pull her a bit closer." she heard Beca say. "closer... a little more closer!"
Eventually, Aubrey was holding the other girl so tight that she was now trying to escape from her embrace. The older woman didn't let go unless Beca said so. The younger brunette tried to push her away once more but failed again, irritation slowly seeping through her. Finding no other option, she slapped the older woman in the face and looked at her angrily.
Chloe couldn't help but chuckle at the view of her best friend wincing as she swiftly let go of the girl beside her and started rubbing her reddening cheek.
"Oops. Over and out." Beca commented, immediately hanging up.
...
Day 3
Aubrey got out of her car and checked her watch before she started walking towards her school campus.
"Hello Aubrey."
The blonde stopped walking and gently pressed her finger against her ear with the earpiece inside. "Hi, I'm listening."
Beca sighed, tapping the woman in front of her on the shoulder. "I'm here, idiot."
Aubrey turned around in surprise. "Oh, you are physically here! Did you need to see me? Is it something important? I need to head to class."
The younger woman nodded. "Very important. You will skip class today." She grinned widely.
"Why? I want to go to class." Aubrey frowned with disappointment evident on her voice.
"Because I said so. We're going back to your place." Beca winked.
The older woman rolled her eyes and walked back to her car as the brunette opened the door of the passenger's seat. Once they reached Aubrey's house, they got out of the car and walked towards the front door.
"Your plan sucks." the blonde blurted out as she opened the door. "I haven't spoken to Chloe for three days now!"
Beca walked inside after Aubrey and closed the door behind her. "I haven't spoken to her for three days either so..." she mumbled absent-mindedly.
Aubrey glared at her. "What? This isn't about you, stupid. You were supposed to help me," she pointed out.
"Good point. This is me, helping you. There's nothing to worry about, though." The brunette smiled. She looked at her wristwatch and said, "She'll be calling you anytime soon."
The blonde's face brightened.
"But you are not going to answer it." Her face turned pale.
"Yes I will."
"No, you won't." Beca shook her head.
"Yes I will." Aubrey raised her voice as she plumped down on the couch.
The brunette followed her. "No, you won't!"
"Yes I will."
"No, you won't!"
"Ugh, why am I even arguing with you about this? How do you know she's going to call me, anyway?" she folded her arms across her chest, raising a questioning eyebrow. "I've been avoiding her for three days now, why would she want to speak to me?"
The brunette gave her a knowing look as she quirked her mouth up. "Why don't you trust the expert?"
Aubrey just gave her an eye roll in response.
"Okay, Okay. Geez Posen, relax. She will contact you because she's wondering why you've been avoiding her. And the only way to find out is
by calling you."
"Or she just won't call, because I've been an asshole."
The brunette cocked her head. "God, you're such an optimist, aren't you? Just trust me, okay? I'm staying here until your phone rings."
She got up from the couch and headed towards to kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. "Would you like some coffee as well?"
Aubrey rolled her eyes and let out a brief sigh. "Sure, why don't you make yourself at home." she said sarcastically, waving the brunette off with her hand.
It was getting late, and the expected phone call still hasn't happened. Impatience started to take over Aubrey as she bit her nails and kept her eyes glued on the phone, hoping it would ring any second. Beca, on the contrary, started to get annoyed as she watched the older woman fidget in her seat.
"Calm down Posen, I have a feeling she's going to call very soon." Beca interrupted the silence. "But you're still not going to pick it up and just let it ring until she gives up."
Aubrey looked away from the phone and met the younger woman's eyes. "She's probably already sleeping. She won't call anymore."
The brunette shook her head in disagreement. "You really don't know anything about women, do you?" she smirked. "My best guess is... she's probably lying on her bed right now, wondering why you didn't show up in class today. She'll pick up her phone and dial your number a few times, but she'll think twice if she's really going to call you or not. After battling with herself for some time, she'll clear it and put her phone down. Her lovely ego won't allow herself to call you. Then, she will start thinking that you are her best friend, and she misses you, while tossing and turning on her bed a few times, not being able to sleep. She'll give up and decide to pick up the phone, dial your number and…"
Aubrey's ringtone suddenly interrupted the brunette's babbling. The blonde immediately reached over to pick up her phone and answered it without looking at the screen. "Chloe, I'm sorry for being an ass but I love you!" she blurted out.
Beca slapped her palm against her forehead. "Oh fuck." she hissed. Her great plan just fell into the water. Everything was ruined because Aubrey Posen could not shut her mouth.
However, Aubrey's expression suddenly changed into disappointment. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else, that wasn't meant for you." she handed the phone over to the other woman. "It's Jesse. He's asking for you." And she crossed her arms again feeling deflated.
Beca's face brightened upon hearing that. She has never been happier to know that it was Jesse who was calling her. She took the phone from Aubrey, and answered it with a huge grin on her face. "Jesse, I'm sorry for being an ass but I love you!" she said trying her best to imitate Aubrey.
"What's that all about?" Jesse asked with a light chuckle.
"Oh nothing, it's a girl thing, you know?" Beca winked at the older woman. "Why did you call by the way?"
"Well first of all, I've been trying to call your phone for ages! Why am I getting directly routed to your voicemail?"
"Battery died. Next?"
"Huh. Okay, did you take you medicine today?"
"Yes, I took my medicine." Beca bit her lip as she crossed her fingers.
"Don't lie to me Rebeca Mitchell." Jesse huffed.
"Why would I lie to you Jesse Swanson?"
"Well, as stubborn as you are, you never take you medicine unless I remind you to."
"I did take it. Now, bye Jesse." Beca cut him off, immediately hanging up.
Her crossed fingers didn't go unnoticed of course. "What's up with that?" Aubrey gestured at the brunette's fingers.
Beca quickly untangled her fingers. "Just two fingers crossing and uncrossing."
"Why do you need to take medicines?" Aubrey asked suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing special." Beca waved her hand and puffed.
The blonde obviously didn't buy it. She quirked an eyebrow saying that she didn't believe what the brunette was saying.
Beca sighed in defeat. "I was just feeling sick when I left this morning, so he must've gotten worried." she tried to convince her, but Aubrey's eyebrow remained the way it was. "Dude, if there was something bad, do you really think I wouldn't have taken my medicines?"
It took a few seconds for Aubrey to take in what the brunette said but she relaxed eventually, letting out a breath. "Okay, if you say so."
Beca sighed in relief. "So, where were we?" she squinted her eyes and tapped her finger on her chin as she recalled their conversation. "Oh right, Chloe is going to pick up her phone, dial your number again and delete it one last time. She will look at her screen for a while, contemplating whether to do it now or not. Then she'd give up on her ego and dial your number for the 6th time. That would be her final attempt and she'd call you for real this time, hoping you'd pick up and explain everything." she nodded curtly.
Aubrey's jaw dropped when she heard her ringtone again.
"Told you!" Beca smiled proudly.
"It's just probably Jesse again." She shrugged.
Beca looked at the screen of the phone she was still holding and turned it around to show the name displayed on the screen. "Nope, it's definitely Chloe."
The blonde's eyes widened with joy. "Oh my God, give it to me!" she reached for the phone, but Beca immediately got up and ran away, making Aubrey jump up and run after her.
"Beca, stop. Give it to me!" she yelled as she held onto the edge of the table to make a sharp turn around it.
"No, you are not allowed to speak to her. You'll ruin our plan!" The tiny brunette turned around the table to run away from the blonde when suddenly, the phone stopped ringing. They both stopped running with Beca smiling like an idiot.
"I hate you." Aubrey mumbled as she walked over to the couch to sit down, pouting like a spoiled child.
"No honey, you love me." Beca smirked. "You'll be thanking me in 3 days."
"I sure as hell hope so, or else I'll make sure you won't make it to your next birthday." She teasingly threathened.
Beca did nothing but chuckle at these words. Perhaps I already won't make it to my next birthday.
...
Day 4
"Today is the day that you will finally speak to Chloe and you will say exactly what we've discussed, alright?" That was what Beca told her before she left for school that morning.
"Alright." the blonde responded in agreement.
When she arrived at the campus, she saw the redhead standing outside the classroom, busy talking with a friend. Aubrey started to feel nervous as she approached her best friend.
She knew exactly what she had to say but fear was beginning to take over her emotions as she imagined saying it while staring into those baby blue eyes. Pull yourself together, Posen. You can do this.
She slowly walked over to Chloe with adrenalin rushing through her veins. She took a deep breath and puffed it out of her nose before holding out her hand to gently tap the redhead on the shoulder.
Chloe turned around but her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance at the sight of the older woman. She pushed the hand off of her shoulder and tried to walk away from her.
Aubrey grabbed her by the wrist and turned her back around, ignoring the protests of the redhead who was trying to free herself from her grip.
"Could you just give me one second? And how fast can you run from me anyway?" Aubrey smiled teasingly, still holding the other woman by her wrist.
"Just let go off my hand, Aubrey." Chloe demanded, immediately getting what she asked for. The redhead examined her for a while, studying her face and body language. She did not understand why her best friend started acting so strangely out of the blue. She has so many questions in her mind and she'd like them to be answered by now. "I don't know what happened to you," she began, "What the hell is wrong with you? Why did y-" She folded her arms across her chest and frowned at the older woman as she tried to keep her composure. "For the past three days, I've been trying…" She sighed, unable to finish her sentence. "You know what, never mind. Where the hell were you, Aubrey?" The redhead put her hands on her waist and looked at the blonde pointedly. "Where were you when I needed a friend the most?"
Aubrey sighed upon hearing the sadness from Chloe's voice. She stayed quiet for a while thinking of the words she needed to say. "I'm sorry Chloe but I'm so tired," she paused as she looked at her big, bright, blue eyes, "I'm really tired of," Go on, Posen, say it. "...being just your friend."
Those words took the younger woman by surprise. "What?" she asked with a glint of hurt evident in her eyes.
Aubrey started pacing slowly in front of the redhead. After a while, she halted and explained what she's feeling. "I'm tired of being just your best friend. I'm tired of you coming to me when you need to laugh or when you need to pour your heart out. But when you fall in love," she paused to look at Chloe, "...I'm the last person on your mind. You never see me, you never notice me, do you?"
Chloe's jaw dropped as her eyes widened in shock while taking in those words. What is she trying to tell me now?
"It's just not going to work anymore, okay?"
"Bre, I don't-" she started to explain but the blonde motioned for her to stop.
"No, just hear me out, Chloe." Aubrey brought her fingers to her temples and closed her eyes for a second before speaking up again. "We are friends, right?"
"Uh, yes?" Chloe answered in a way that she wasn't sure anymore.
Aubrey nodded. "An intelligent man once said that the first step to love is friendship, and so is the last step." she pointed out. "We've got the friendship part covered already. It's the middle part that's left unclear." She took a step closer to the redhead and gently brushed her hands up and down her arms. "I'd want you to take a step further and find your path... with me."
Chloe gazed into the older woman's green eyes. There was so much love in them, so much care that she's never seen before. How come she's only noticing this now? Were they always looking at her like this? She didn't know. She couldn't speak. Nothing.
"I want you to think, Chloe." Aubrey said softly. "And to think, I give you..." She pulled up her sleeve to reveal her watch. She glanced at it for a moment before continuing. "..my entire lifetime."
She lightly brushed her finger over Chloe's cheek before turning around to walk away. The redhead stared at her moving figure in awe, speechless as she stiffened where she stood, wondering what the older woman meant.
That day, Chloe knew that Aubrey had ceased to be her friend. She had become someone else. And what that 'someone else' was... well, she's not exactly sure.