A/N: Here is the second and final chapter of Crush. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it, either way let me know, I appreciate the feedback. Feel free to send through prompts if you have any.
As usual please leave a review letting me know what you thought of this chapter and the story. Enjoy :-) Jarrad
Saturday afternoon
1:17pm A – Hey Beca :)
1:18pm B – Hey Bree :D
How are you?
Is it safe to assume you're getting ready for our date?
A – Yes, Chloe and I have not long ago decided on my outfit.
I'm looking forward to our date, I've been a ball of nervous energy since waking up this morning, well before my alarm.
B – Not long now and you'll be put out of your misery
Oooh, does that mean there was a mini fashion show? ;)
A – I wouldn't call it misery, I just don't like surprises.
And yes, too bad you missed out ;)
B – *pouting gif*
I know you don't like surprises, so thanks for not pushing to find out what our plans are, I know it's hard for you to give up control like this
A – You can thank Chloe for that. She may have stopped me more than once from texting or calling you to ask what you had planned.
B – *chuckling gif*
A – So you know what I'm doing, but I don't know what you're doing? Care to enlighten me? I know you're most likely waiting until the last minute to dress and head over.
B – Finishing up a playlist for later ;)
A – I will leave you to it then and head into the shower.
Need to make sure that I'm ready for our date.
Or be a cliché and be fashionably late ;)
B – As long as you haven't changed your mind about our date, you can be as late as you want
But we have a reservation, so keep that in mind while you're leaving me waiting in the lounge room with Chlo
A – Reservation?
B – Yep
A – I'm not going to get anything out of you, am I?
B – Nope
But I think you should go get your toned booty in the shower
A – You've been looking at my booty?
*raised eyebrow gif*
B – Really Bree? Don't act so surprised, how could I possibly not look when you wear yoga pants to nearly every practice?
A – You're thinking about it right now, aren't you?
B – *speechless gif*
Beca's jaw drops when she sees the picture she has just received from Aubrey on Snapchat, the blonde standing in her bathroom in a lacy black thong, her backside on display while her golden tresses are hiding her left breast and there is a mischievous smile on her lips as she looks over her shoulder to take the picture in the mirror.
Whoa…
Who knew that Bree would be one to send something like that
Running and yoga have certainly kept the blonde's body toned
Okay that's enough perv…
You need to get ready
Shaking herself from her thoughts, the brunette wraps up the playlist she intends on playing during her date with Aubrey, making sure to download it to her phone before she moves to her closet and picks out an outfit.
After trying on a few items, she decides upon a pair of distressed jeans, a grey t-shirt with stitching on the left breast and shoulder, a brown pleather jacket, a pair of ankle boots with a small heel, all topped off with a pair of black classic Ray-Bans. Grabbing her phone, keys and wallet the freshman heads out of her dorm room and down to the carpark outside her dorm building.
Arriving at the Bellas house, the freshman wipes her clammy palms on her jeans and knocks on the door, waiting patiently. She doesn't have to wait long, the door is opened to reveal a beaming redhead, "Wow Becs, you look hot." The brunette looks to the floor as feels a little embarrassed by the compliment, "Come on in, Bree is just putting on the final touches, she won't be long."
"Thanks Chlo." Beca gives the senior a small smile.
Chloe watches as the younger woman takes a seat on the lounge, placing a bouquet of flowers on the coffee table in front of her, "You look nervous." She notes as she sits beside her.
"I feel like I'm about to crap my pants, or worse, wake up and for all of this to have been a dream, like Bree could only return my feelings and go on a date with me in my wildest dreams." Beca rubs the back of her neck, trying to release some of the pent-up stress that has been building at the base of her neck all day, "Ouch! What the fuck dude?" She cries out and rubs her arm, just above the wrist where only a moment earlier the redhead had pinched her skin.
"I was pinching you to prove you're not dreaming." Chloe says and shrugs nonchalantly.
The brunette narrows her eyes and frowns but then her features quickly soften, she can't stay mad at the older woman, "A heads up would be nice next time Beale."
"Sorry…" The redhead gives the younger woman a side hug, "So I've been wondering why your date is so early."
"I'm taking Bree into Atlanta, that's where our date is happening."
"So, your reservations are actually for five o'clock?" Beca nods, "Are you going to let me in on your secret plans?" Chloe asks sweetly while batting her eyelashes at the brunette.
Beca opens her mouth to speak, "I'm taking Bree to…" Beca trails off when she hears Aubrey walking down the stairs, she is quick to stand up to greet the blonde, her mouth falling open slightly as she takes in the sight before her. The older woman having the same thought for her outfit of choice, made up of a pair of hip hugging dark denim jeans, a forest green blazer with the sleeves folded up to the elbows, covering an aquamarine tank top, a pair of brown boots on her feet and her hair falling around her shoulders in gorgeous loose curls, a pair of sunglasses hanging from the opening of her buttoned up blazer. The brunette is thankful Aubrey was caught up in putting her phone and keys in the handbag hanging from her shoulder, unfortunately the same couldn't be said about the redhead now standing beside Beca who is grinning from ear to ear as she looks between her two best friends.
If Chloe's grin gets any wider I think it will crack her face
"Bree, you…" Beca starts but her voice is thick with desire, she clears her throat and tries again, "You look stunning." The brunette unable to formulate more words at this very moment.
Aubrey smiles wide, "Thank you Beca, you look great too." She says with a wave of her hand towards the brunette.
"I know right." Pipes up Chloe, "You two look like a super-hot couple."
They all share a chuckle, Beca leans down and picks up the almost forgotten bouquet from the coffee table, taking a few steps towards the blonde she holds the flowers out, "These are for you."
Aubrey takes the bouquet and receives a kiss on the cheek from the brunette, standing on her toes, "Aww Beca, they're beautiful, lilies are my favourite, white ones especially." Aubrey coos as she smells the flowers in her hand.
"They're almost as beautiful as you Aubrey, almost, but not quite." Beca says and receives a kiss on the cheek from the blonde, "I noticed that you always had a single white lily in a vase in the kitchen window, I asked Chloe about it a while back, she said that it's your favourite flower."
Aubrey looks up from the bouquet into midnight blue eyes, "And the roses?"
"I was going to buy a dozen red roses, but then I remembered your favourite flower was the white lily. The florist could see I was struggling, I told her my dilemma and she offered a solution, a bouquet of three red roses and two white lilies, best of both worlds she said." Beca shuffles her feet but doesn't drop her gaze from the taller woman.
"You put on this bravado of being a moody, loner alt-girl but underneath it all you're a big romantic softie." Aubrey rubs her free hand up the brunette's arm.
"Shh…" Beca looks around like someone could overhear them, "Don't tell anyone, I have a rep to keep up." She says before breaking out into a smile, "Now if you're ready, I think we should head off giving us plenty of time to make it to our destination, I would hate to lose our reservations."
The blonde holds out the flowers to her best friend, "Do you mind Chlo?"
The redhead shakes her head and steps forward to take the bouquet, "You two have fun. I won't wait up." Chloe knits her brows in thought then smirks, "Even better, I'll go out with Stacie, she's been wanting me to go out with her the last few weekends, give you two the house to yourselves." The redhead winks before turning on her heel and heads into the kitchen, intent on putting the flowers in the vase with the single white lily Aubrey placed in the vase on Thursday.
"After you." Beca moves to the front door and opens it, waving for the blonde to head out first.
"Wait!" Chloe calls from the kitchen, "I want pictures."
Beca rolls her eyes and the blonde chuckles, "Hurry up Beale." Whines Beca, "I wanna take my girl out on a date."
"Your girl?" Aubrey asks and Beca realises her slip.
"Umm…yeah, well, if you like this date…maybe I could take you on more…" Beca mumbles, causing the blonde to smile just as Chloe races out of the kitchen and grabs her phone from the coffee table.
"Say Double-Ds." Neither Beca or Aubrey complain and say the phrase, wide smiles on their faces, with the brunette's arm around the older woman waist, holding her close while Chloe snaps a few photos, Aubrey then turns in Beca's arm, leaning down and kissing the younger woman on the cheek. The blonde pulls away and turns her head for Beca to return it with her own kiss on the cheek, "You two are so cute." Chloe exclaims with a giggle.
"Those aren't to go on any social media or be sent to anyone." The freshman points her finger at the redhead, "I mean it." Chloe puts her hands up in the air in surrender.
"Send them to Beca and I though please Chlo." Aubrey gives her best friend a hug before heading out the door, followed closely by Beca.
"We're here." Beca announces happily as she pulls into a park in an industrial area of Atlanta, turning off the ignition.
The blonde in the passenger seat looks around at their surroundings, causing her to furrow her brows, "Umm Beca…where are we? And what are we doing here?"
"This is where the GPS said we had to go…" Beca looks down at her GPS.
It says we've reached our destination
Maybe it's down that alleyway there
"Hmm…let me hop out and look around, apparently it can be a hard place to find."
"Be careful Beca, we're not in Barden anymore, this is Atlanta." Aubrey warns the younger woman as she opens the car door, Beca waves her away and gets out of the car, walking towards the alleyway a few carparks away. The blonde watches in anticipation, her phone in her hand, 911 dialled, ready to call if need be. She holds her breath when the petite brunette walks out of her sight and down the alleyway, "Please find the place Beca, or better yet, come back so we can leave." She mutters to herself, the breath only exhaled when she sees a smiling Beca walk the corner of the alleyway and heading back to the car.
"I found it, it's just a little way down the alleyway." Beca tells the blonde when she opens the car door, "Come on Miss Posen, our reservation awaits." Beca grabs the key from the ignition and closes her door, before running around the car to open her date's door.
"Thank you Beca." Aubrey takes the younger woman's outstretched arm, linking her arm through Beca's and lets herself be led down the alleyway. Beca stops in front of a rolling door with a mural of a baseball bat, a sledgehammer, what looks to be broken dinner plates and records surrounded by music notes, "What is this?" Aubrey asks Beca quietly.
Beca smiles up at the hesitant blonde, "You will find out shortly Bree, I promise." The older woman nods and Beca slides the rolling door across, revealing a small open space, like a waiting room, "Hmm…" Beca looks around and sees a small window in the far wall, "This way." She says, once again taking the lead, they walk across to window where a woman in her twenties with strawberry blonde hair and sporting multiple facial piercings and neck tattoos greets them with a smile, "Hello ladies. Welcome to Breakdown, Atlanta's only break room. How may I help you?"
"Hi, I know we're a little early, but I made a booking online for five, name is Mitchell."
"Let me have a look." A few clicks on the computer later, "Oh yes, Beca?" The brunette nods, "It looks like you've booked the deluxe package with a couple of the optional extras. I will need to see some identification for both of you."
Beca nods in response as she pulls out her wallet from her back pocket, "Bree?" She turns to the blonde when she feels Aubrey tensing up, "It's just to make sure we're both over eighteen."
Aubrey opens her handbag and pulls out her wallet, removing her driver's license and handing it over to the receptionist as Beca did a few moments before, "Okay, so you're both eighteen or over, and you have already paid for the room. So, you're done with me." She smiles, "Your room is currently being fitted out with everything you have requested. If you have a seat, Razor or Big Trev will come and show you both to your room when it is ready. Feel free to enjoy a coffee or anything from our complimentary refreshment table." The receptionist points to a table with an espresso machine, fruit, and what seems like bags of chips and other assorted packaged snacks.
"Thank you." Beca says with a smile, "Want a coffee Bree?"
"I would rather know what the hell this all is. Is this a tattoo and piercing parlour? No…" Aubrey's eyes widen, "An underground BDSM sex dungeon?"
Beca can see that Aubrey is beginning to lose it a little, "Bree, it's neither of those things. I swear to you, I wouldn't bring you to somewhere like that without you knowing." Beca says as she walks with the blonde over to the lounges, "If you take a seat I can explain."
The older woman sits down, but is still stiff and rigid, her anxiety clear, "Well?" She looks to the brunette who sits beside her and takes her hands in her own.
"I want to explain why I chose this for our first date first, okay?" Beca, squeezes the blonde's hands, waiting patiently for a response, she receives a nod of the head from her date, "Okay, so I know you have a lot of trouble letting go of control, I can see you bottle it all up, so much so that your body has to expel the stress somehow…I have seen you choke it down, you need a better way to let it out, so when I heard about this place from Luke a while back, I thought of you. Luke mentioned that he and a few of his mates came here to blow off some steam after finals last year, he said it was a great stress reliever, they have come here a few times since then."
"I still don't know what we're here for Beca." Aubrey says, looking deep into midnight blue eyes, a look of uncertainty on her face.
"Okay, so we're at a break room, it is a place where you can go into a room, and smash crockery, glasses, other breakables, even televisions, computers, lounges, fridges, it's all for you to take your aggression out on, you can even bring your own stuff to break and they dispose of it."
"You thought this would be a better date than dinner and a movie?" Aubrey asks, her tone of voice not giving anything away, Beca gazes into the blonde's mesmerising green eyes, searching for the answer to the question running through her mind.
Did I totally screw this up?
I know it was a risk, but I was hoping she would at least make it into the room
For her to take a swing or two before making up her mind
"How about this, we check out the room, if you want to leave, we will, I just ask you give it a swing first." Beca gives the older woman a gentle smile, "Deal?" She rubs her thumbs across the back of Aubrey's hands.
"Okay." She smiles back, "I've never heard of anything like this before."
"I hadn't either, but I thought it would be an unusual first date, that it's something special, and I think it could help you relax, loosen up a bit, let some of that stress out in a healthier way."
"I guess, I have been pretty stressed lately…" The blonde drops her gaze down to their hands, she looks back up, her teeth tugging on her bottom lip.
"Mitchell party?" The two women turn to see a behemoth of a man standing in a doorway.
"That's us." Beca stands, inadvertently pulling Aubrey up with her as well.
"I'm Razor, your break room is ready, if you would like to follow me I'll take you to it." The man who Beca would guess is at least six-foot-six and more than three hundred pounds turns around and heads back down the hall he emerged from. Beca and Aubrey share a look and follow Razor down a long corridor, walking past small viewing rooms, some occupied, others empty, "Is this your first time using a break room?" He asks, his voice deep and gruff, but there is a friendliness to it.
"Yeah it is, it's actually our first date." Beca replies.
"Aww, congratulations ladies. You look good together." The mountain of a man then stops at a door, "This is your deluxe room." Opening the door he allows the two women to enter first, "This here is your viewing room, you have gloves, coveralls, safety glasses and paper masks if you require them, you have four crates of small breakables, two acoustic guitars and a tv, as well as the fridge for you to whack with your baseball bats. You have an hour, how you share the crates and time is between you both. There are snacks over there, as well as soda, juice and water in the mini fridge. The rules are simple, one person in the break room at a time and you must always wear the safety goggles and coveralls while you're in there. There's a timer up there." Razor points out a large timer attached to the wall and surrounded by a wire cage, "That will start counting down when I get back out to reception, so I suggest you suit up. Bathrooms are just a little further down the hall. Any questions?"
"On the website it said that we were able to play music through speakers."
"Yes, there is a stereo system over on the table, you can put in a CD, cassette, USB, or use the auxiliary cord provided. The walls are almost completely soundproof, so don't worry about it being loud. If you need anything else just head back out to the waiting area and speak with Candy at the desk." Razor nods to both women, "I hope you both enjoy your time here at the Breakdown and I look forward to seeing you here again." He takes a step back before turning around and heading out the door, closing it behind himself, waving through the small window.
Beca walks towards the table and plugs in her phone, pulling up the playlist she had put together earlier in the day and hits shuffle, 'Break Stuff' by Limp Bizkit starts playing through the speakers in the break room, leaking out into the viewing room that they're currently occupying, "You ready to go break stuff Bree?"
"I'd rather it if you went in first." Aubrey's gaze lowers, unable to look at the brunette.
"Are you okay Bree?" The other woman nods her head and gives a weak smile. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to." Beca gives the blonde's arm a gentle squeeze and walks over to the coveralls, pulling a pair on and a pair of safety glasses, swinging a baseball bat over her shoulder, she opens the door to the break room and sends a devilish grin the blonde's way causing her to chuckle when Beca begins to lip sync to the song playing through the speaker.
Give me something to break
Just give me something to break
Beca enters the break room and walks over to the crates and picks up a dinner plate, after a few moments she throws it down onto the ground, she jumps back when pieces of crockery fly in all directions, she grabs another and this time she doesn't jump.
No wonder people like to do this
This is fun
Beca looks over into the viewing room after another minute or two of smashing plates and grins at the older woman who gives her a hesitant smile.
I just need get Bree in here and have her smash a few plates
I can already feel the stress leaving my body
Beca sees that Aubrey is still watching after another few minutes, she decides to pick up one of the guitars and raise it over her head, bringing it down hard it crumbles against the floor, repeating the same action a few times to destroy the guitar.
That felt so good
I felt like a rockstar
Beca drops the neck of the guitar on the floor and walk into the viewing room, only now noticing that 'In the End' by Linkin Park is playing over the speakers in their break room.
"You should really give it a go Bree, it's fun, I could feel the stress leaving my body, I don't know what it is about breaking stuff, but it's therapeutic."
"I hope you don't mind, I recorded you smashing the guitar, you seemed to be having a lot of fun breaking it. I thought you might like to show the Bellas or Jesse."
"Aww thanks. Are you going to have a turn in the break room? I can return the favour and record you breaking things. Or are you just going to watch me?" Beca smiles as she approaches the older woman.
"I was thinking I would watch you smash some more things from the crates, so I could film it then we could swap. I will admit, it's become more appealing after watching you have so much fun in there."
"Really?"
Aubrey smiles as she watches Beca walk towards the mini fridge, "Yes really, it was kinda hot watching you smash that guitar." Aubrey bites her lip as Beca opens a bottle of water and has a few mouthfuls before screwing the lid back on, "Now get back in there and show those plates who's boss." Aubrey slaps the brunette on the backside in a playful manner as she heads back towards the break room door to put on a show for her date and the camera, 'Hit Me with Your Best Shot' by Pat Benatar is next to play and Beca sings along to it, even going as far as picking up the baseball bat and singing into it like a microphone when the chorus begins. The brunette is more than willing to make a fool of herself, even on camera if it means that she will get a laugh out of Aubrey.
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire away
You come on with it, come on
You don't fight fair
That's okay, see if I care
Knock me down, it's all in vain
I get right back on my feet again
Beca beams as she walks into the viewing room and finds Aubrey singing along to 'Girls Just Want to Have Fun' by Cyndi Lauper, "I hand over the bat to you Miss Posen, you can swing and smash away until your heart is content."
"Thanks Beca." She takes the second pair of coveralls provided for them that Beca is currently holding out for her, pulling them on with a smile.
It's so good to see her singing
Her smile lights up her whole face
It makes her eyes sparkle
Beca is pulled from her thoughts when Aubrey brushes past her on her way into the break room. The brunette picks up Aubrey's phone from the table and begins to film the blonde hesitantly smashing glasses onto the floor, she pauses the recording and opens the door, calling out, "Really put your body behind it." Aubrey gives her a thumbs up, the next thing she throws is a dinner plate, Beca notices a lot more power going into the throw and smiles. The younger woman stands in the viewing room watching and occasionally filming her date becoming freer as she lets herself lose control, throwing, hitting, smashing.
Aubrey walks out of the break room and over to Beca with a grin from ear to ear, the brunette is startled when the older woman kisses her cheek, "What was that for?"
"For convincing me to go in there, I'm having a lot of fun. You're right, it really is a good stress reliever. I haven't had such a low level of stress since…" The blonde pauses for a moment to think, "Maybe since I was in middle school."
"Really?" Beca asks surprised, the blonde nods, "That's great." Beca says with a smile, the blonde returns it with a smile of her own, "We still have another fifteen minutes left, you going to head back in there, slugger?" Aubrey chews on her bottom lip as she thinks, "I know that you would look hot smashing that guitar." Beca smirks as she watches the blonde set her lip free as the corners of her mouth are beginning to curl upwards, "Sexy even."
"I guess I could go back in there for a few more minutes." Aubrey says with a coy smile.
"I'll get the phone ready." Beca winks as she picks up the blonde's phone from the table once again and readies herself to begin recording when the older woman begins her assault on the crate's contents again.
When the light begins flashing in the breakroom indicating that their session is now over, Aubrey enters the viewing room with a hint of a frown on her gorgeous features, "I'm sorry Beca, I must have gotten too caught up in there, I didn't give you a chance to go back in."
Beca shakes her head, "It's okay, I was enjoying watching you, you were really enjoying yourself in there." She says with a smile, "I think we should head out now, we don't want Razor coming to chase us out." Beca chuckles.
"I will admit that initially I was wary about going in there, I was thinking what has Beca gotten me into, but now I feel bad for ever doubting you. You thought outside of the box when it came to our first date, and you've helped me feel the lightest I have in years." The blonde gives the shorter woman a hug, "Thank you, this has been the best date I've been on."
Beca can't help but feel proud of herself, "It's not over yet, we still have more of our date to come."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, you didn't think this was the whole date, did you?"
Aubrey shrugs, "I wasn't sure, it could have been." She says earnestly.
"Bree, you have to give me more credit than that, this is our first date, an hour in a break room is not the whole date, it's part of it."
"Are you going to let me in on the remainder then?" Beca chuckles and shakes her head, "I didn't think so, but thought I'd ask anyway."
Beca holds out her hand for the older woman, who happily takes it, "Let's get out here."
"Lead the way." Aubrey says with a smile playing at her lips.
"I hope you're hungry."
"I am actually, who knew breaking things would cause me to work up such an appetite."
Beca smiles she opens the door to their deluxe viewing room and allows Aubrey to walk out first, still holding the blonde's hand Beca follows and closes the door before leading the taller woman down the hallway towards the waiting room.
They approach the reception window and thank Candy, letting her know how much they enjoyed themselves to the delight of the older woman, "Come back anytime you, tell your friends and family." She says with a smile.
"We will." Aubrey replies causing Beca to smile.
I wonder if she's just saying that to be polite or if she would want to return
I wouldn't mind bringing her back here in the future
Revisit our first date
"Mexican?" Aubrey looks up at the sombrero sign above the restaurant door.
"Do you not like Mexican?" Beca asks worried.
I knew I should have asked Chloe about Bree's favourite foods
The older woman smiles and nods, "I do. I'm just surprised."
"Why? Did you think I was going to take you to a hotdog stand?"
Aubrey chuckles, "No, I just thought that you might have been taking us to some out of the way place run by hipsters, where everything is deconstructed because my idea for our activity was so far off, I thought dinner might be too."
"We haven't gone inside yet, that could still be a possibility Bree." Beca smirks at the blonde, "Ladies first." She says as she opens the door, allowing the blonde to enter the restaurant where they are greeted by a Hispanic man in his mid-to-late forties with a wide smile.
"Welcome ladies, I'm Jorge, and this is my establishment, will it just be the two of you dining with us tonight?" His Spanish accent thick but his English is perfect.
Beca smiles, "Yes, we're on a date."
Jorge looks between the two women, "Oh, come this way." His smile softens, "I'll give you a nice booth, away from prying eyes." He says with a wink as he grabs two menus before he leads the way.
"Thank you." Aubrey says as they are shown towards the back of the restaurant, the lights are dimmer and there is a candle on the table.
"Here we are ladies." Jorge pulls a zippo from his apron, watching as the women slide into the booth, "Would you like me to light the candle?"
"That would be lovely, thank you." Aubrey smiles as she makes herself comfortable, taking one of the menus that Jorge is holding out for them.
"The drinks menu is on the back, you will notice we have a nice selection." He pauses, "Are you both of legal drinking age because I will have to check your IDs?" He asks with a gentle smile.
"She is, I'm not." Beca says honestly, "But I'm driving, so I wouldn't have been drinking anyway."
"I will leave you both to look over the menu, while I get some water for the table." Both Beca and Aubrey give the man a smile before he heads over to the bar on the other side of the restaurant.
"I'm thinking that we could order a few things and share, that way we can have a taste of a few things. What do you think?" Beca asks over her menu.
Aubrey smiles at the brunette, "I was thinking the same thing. It all looks so good."
"Are you going to have a margarita?" Beca's eyes don't leave the menu.
"Oh umm…no, I shouldn't, you can't have anything."
Beca lowers her menu and looks to the other woman, "Bree, if you want to have something to drink, have it, I don't expect you to not drink because I can't. I really don't mind."
"Okay, I might just have one then."
Jorge approaches the table and places an ice cold glass bottle of water on the table before he pours both women a glass, "Now what can I get you ladies to drink?" He asks pulling out a pad and pen.
"I will have a coke and Bree will have a…margarita?" Beca looks to the blonde for confirmation, she receives a head nod, "A margarita." The blonde handing over her driver's license for the second time today.
"Would you like me to come back for the rest of your order?" Jorge asks, handing Aubrey back her ID.
The women share a look, Aubrey speaks up, "No, I think we're ready to order."
"We decided we're going to try a few appetisers rather than mains, so can we get a main serving of carne nachos with guacamole, two servings of chimichangas and taquitos, one carne, the other pollo and a three-bean salad. Anything else Bree?" Beca looks up from the menu to see Aubrey shake her head, "Oh and two extra plates please."
Both women close their menus and hand them to a waiting Jorge, "Of course. I will go give the kitchen and bar your orders, I will be back soon with your drinks."
Beca gives the Latino man a head nod and turns back to the blonde when Jorge has walked away from the table, "This is nice."
Aubrey nods in agreement, "It's a quaint little restaurant." There is a tone in Aubrey's voice Beca can't quite place.
Is she upset that I ordered for us?
I didn't even think…
But we're having a spread, not just a main meal
Fuck…
Apologise!
Quick!
"I hope you didn't mind me ordering for us…"
"Oh, that's okay."
"It is?" The younger woman asks, almost in disbelief.
"Yes, if I'm honest, I liked it, I thought it was quite attractive that you took charge." The corner of the older woman's lips tugging into a smirk, "I like that you have chosen everything about our date."
The two women enjoy their dinner thoroughly, Aubrey ordering another margarita, after claiming it's the best she's ever had the pleasure of tasting, putting a smile on Jorge's face, he then tells the women his wife is the bartender in their restaurant. When asks if they would like dessert, Beca orders a chocolate and berries chimichanga for them to share.
Beca pays for their meals and leaves a generous tip before she walks her date towards the exit, her lips curling into a smile when she feels the blonde take her hand. Hand in hand they walk to Beca's car, the brunette opening the passenger's door for Aubrey, closing it when the blonde is safely inside the car. Walking around the car, she takes her place in the driver's seat and turns the key in the ignition, "I hope you enjoyed tonight as much as I have Bree." Beca says, watching the older woman out the corner of her eye.
"It was wonderful Beca." Reaching out Aubrey places her hand on the younger woman's thigh, "Thank you." Beca looks over to see a genuine smile on her lips, "I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I hope this was the conclusion of our date." Beca quirks an eyebrow, "I don't think I can move, I don't think I should have had dessert, but it looked so appetising, like the rest of our meal."
"Oh, you're not the only one, I'm so full I'm thinking I should have said for us to wear sweats. I can barely breathe in these jeans now."
Aubrey pats her stomach and laughs, "Me too."
"Would you think less of me if I let some of this pressure go?" Beca asks gingerly.
"You want to pass gas? In here?" Aubrey exclaims as her eyes widen.
"What?!" Beca cries out, "No! I meant popping my button." Beca indicates to her jeans causing the blonde to chuckle.
"Oh, go ahead, I think I might end up following your lead soon." Beca pops the button of her jeans and lets out a sigh of relief, "Feel better?" The brunette smiles and nods, placing her hand over the older woman's hand and giving it a squeeze before she puts on her seatbelt, the blonde follows her lead and they soon pull away from the curb, heading back to Barden.
"This is me." Aubrey says softly as they walk up the steps at the Bellas house, stopping at the door, "Thank you for a wonderful evening Beca." She plays with the keys in her hand.
The two women try to keep one another's gaze, but eyes soon drop to lips and tongues dart out to wet lips. Beca makes the first move and steps forward, reaching up and cupping the blonde's cheek, "It was my pleasure…" She trails off as she closes the distance between them, pressing their lips together, eliciting a small moan from the older woman.
They share a short but passionate kiss, Aubrey opens her eyes, and looks down at the alt girl who has certainly surprised her tonight, "Would you…" Aubrey clears her throat, her voice betraying her arousal, "Would you like to come in for a drink?" Beca notices a hint of nerves in the blonde's voice.
"Sure, a drink would be nice." Beca says with a smile, placing her hand on the small of Aubrey's back as she turns to unlock the door.
The two women have almost polished off a six pack of beers while watching a marathon of a second-rate cooking competition on the tv, "This isn't going to be easy…" Aubrey muses as she picks at the label on her beer bottle.
"Pfft…the judges aren't going to send the blonde home, she's the favourite." Beca responds before she takes a swig of her beer, "And after what he did in the challenge…the guy needs to go."
Aubrey chuckles, "I mean us dating."
"Oh…" Beca takes a moment to think, "I've thought about this a lot actually, and I know it won't be easy, but I really want to try, I think we owe it to ourselves to try."
"Good, I just don't want you thinking this is going to be some kind of rom-com or fairy-tale, now that you've got the girl that we'll live happily ever after."
"I've got the girl?" Beca turns to look at the blonde sitting beside her on the lounge, her voice unusually soft. The older woman bites her lip, her gaze still on the bottle in her hand, the brunette chuckles and reaches her hand out, placing it on her forearm, "I don't feel that way Bree. I know we're going to have to work on a relationship after you graduate."
"I was always going to try to get a job in Atlanta." Aubrey looks to the brunette, giving her a small smile, "You're just another reason for me to stay, but I think we should have this talk when we are sober."
"Can I take you to breakfast?" Beca suggests.
"Perfect, then we can come back here, and hang out before Bellas movie night."
Beca moves her hand down the blonde's arm and holds her hand gently and returns the smile, "Sounds like a plan."
Aubrey leans into the brunette and her lips hover close to Beca's, allowing her to make the final move and close the gap, their breaths mixing, Beca closes her eyes and crashes their lips together and they are soon in a heated lip-lock. The younger woman pushes the blonde back onto the lounge and is resting over her. They break apart when Aubrey bites down on Beca's bottom lip, "Did I hurt you?" Aubrey quickly asks.
"No, far from it." Aubrey furrows her brows as she searches Beca's face for an explanation, "I just think I should go, it's pretty late."
I don't want to go but I think it's best
I don't want this to be something Bree regrets in the morning
"You should stay the night."
Sleeping together on the first date doesn't seem like her style
The senior now realises by Beca's wide eyes that she wasn't clear, so she explains, "You're in no state to drive and I'm not letting you walk across campus to your dorm, I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happened to you." Aubrey says with a chaste kiss on Beca's lips, "You can stay in Chloe's room, I know she wouldn't mind." The older woman says as she watches Beca shifting to sit up, "Or I can make up a bed in one of the other rooms."
The younger woman lets out a sigh of relief, "It's probably a good idea that I stay, thanks." Beca moves to stand, "I'm going to use the bathroom and then maybe head to bed if that's okay with you."
"Of course, I will go grab what you usually wear of Chloe's when you stay over so you can change."
Beca holds out her hand and helps the blonde up with a smile, "Thanks Bree." She follows the blonde up the stairs to wait for a change of clothes that she is gathering from Chloe's room. Taking the clothes from Aubrey she heads to the bathroom and changes into the tank top and a pair of sleep shorts and prepares for bed.
Wandering downstairs, the freshman finds Aubrey in the kitchen, retrieving two bottles of water from the fridge, "I thought I would grab us some water, we need to stay hydrated after drinking."
The two slow to a halt in the hall at the bedroom doors, "Goodnight Bree." Beca leans in, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss the taller woman's lips in a chaste kiss. The brunette's eyebrows furrow after a few moments when she notices Aubrey's hand is still on the doorknob but is yet to turn it, "Is something wrong?" Beca asks trying to catch the blonde's gaze. Instead of answering, Aubrey rests her head against the door and lets out a sigh, "Bree?" Beca reaches out and places her hand on the older woman's back, "You didn't have too much to drink, did you?"
"No, it's not that. I, uh…" Aubrey takes a moment, "I want to ask you something but I'm not sure of your response…" She trails off and shakes her head, seemingly at herself.
"Whatever it is Bree, you can ask me."
"You can say no, and I don't expect anything more than what I'm going to ask for."
Beca quirks an eyebrow when the blonde turns to face her, her arms across her stomach, "Should I be worried?" She chuckles but apologises when she sees Aubrey's nervous expression.
"I know I said that you could sleep in Chloe's bed…but would you sleep in my bed…with me? I don't want our date to end just yet." Beca's eyes widen in surprise and Aubrey quickly continues, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."
"Yes." The brunette says with a smile.
"Never mind, it was stupid of me to ask, I'll just go before I make this worse."
It seems as if the older woman doesn't register Beca has spoken, "Bree…" Aubrey avoids the brunette's gaze, "I said yes."
"Wait…" Aubrey looks up astonished, "You did?"
Beca smiles softly and nods, "I did, as long as it's just to sleep, I don't want to rush things between us."
"I agree, and that's all I want, you've given me the best night, and made me the happiest I've been in a long time. I want to wake up with you beside me, to know that it wasn't just a dream." Beca begins to chuckle, "What?" The older woman's voice is low.
"I had the same thought while I was waiting to take you out. Chlo pinched me to show me I wasn't dreaming."
Aubrey smiles, "That's Chloe for you, always willing to help out, whether you want her to or not." She chuckles.
"I wouldn't change her for the world." Beca says as she reaches out and opens the other woman's bedroom door, "So let's get some shut eye, it's late and we have breakfast plans tomorrow." She leans up again and kisses Aubrey soft and sweet before nudging the blonde, pushing her into the bedroom.
"I'm sure we can make it brunch plans instead, can't we? I know we're going to bed but I'm not ready to sleep just yet." Aubrey winks at the brunette before she takes her hand and leads her towards the bed.
"You're going to be the death of me Posen." Beca chuckles and kisses the blonde's bare shoulder exposed by her singlet as the blonde pulls back the covers on the bed.