Chapter 11: Supermarket Run-in

Prompt Idea: Tacobellak: Could you possibly do one where Beca is famous and chloe isn't but she's a fan. One day chloe meets beca somewhere (supermarket or movie premiere, up to you) and she starts crying and beca is doing everything she can to cheer her up (hugging her, telling her she's to pretty to cry, taking a picture with her) and idk. Please?

Chloe Beale X Beca Mitchell

Prompt: What happens when one runs into her favorite DJ while out at the supermarket? Drama. That's what happens.

Chloe closes her eyes, listening intently to the music playing through her headphones. It didn't occur to her that closing her eyes while pushing a cart in a supermarket was a bad idea until she feels a giant bump, and she goes sprawling across the floor. Quickly scrambling up, Chloe opens her mouth to apologize, helping pull up the small brunette she just ran over. However, when Chloe gets in a few feet of the other woman, she freezes, mouth dropping open and eyes widening. In front of her laid the one and only DJ B Mitch. (Which was the artist of the song that she was currently listening to).

In one quick motion, Chloe quickly pulls out her headphones and kneels done next to the DJ. "Oh my god! I'm sooo sorry!"

Beca gives her a small laugh before allowing the other woman to pull her off from the ground. "It's okay. I'll live."

"Shit! I'm so sorry for running you over. What can I do to repay you for it?!" Chloe continued, completely not hearing Beca's reply.

"No, no! I'm fine. It's okay!" She could tell the redhead was starting to freak out a little bit…Ok, maybe a lot bit. Tears start to spill from Chloe's eyes and Beca's mouth drops. Shit!

"No! It's not okay! I r—ran over my fa—favorite DJ! No—Now you probably hate me!"

Um. Shit. What do I do? Beca was starting to freak. "No, no, no! It's okay. I swear. I'm not hurt." Tears were now full on blasting out of Chloe's eyes. She full on bawling and Beca really wanted her to stop. "A picture! What about a picture together?" Beca quickly grabs the redhead by the shoulder and leaning in, taking a selfie of the two of them. Nope. She was still crying. "Um, what if I sign this…phone case?!" Beca grabs Chloe's phone from her hand and signs the back of it. Nope. Chloe was still sniffling and crying like crazy. Beca couldn't help but admire how pretty the redhead still looked although she had tears coming out. During the phone snatching, Beca accidently rips out Chloe's headphones from the headphone jack, and her eyes widen when she realizes that her song was playing through the phone. "Hey! That's my song!"

Chloe nods, tears still coming out. "I—hic—I know. It's rea—hic—really good. And you'r—hic—you're like my favori—hic—favorite artist like ever!" Beca frowns. How did she sound excited and sad at the same time?

"Uh, then why are you crying? I just signed your phone case." That only seemed to make the redhead cry even harder. "Shit. Sorry. Please stop."

Nope. The redhead didn't hear her request. "I'm crying because I—hic—ran my favorite DJ over! You must—hic—think I'm a horrible person!"

"No! No! You're not a horrible person. You just…stop crying!" Beca accidently screams the last part. "Please." She adds as an afterthought. Apparently yelling at a hysterical Chloe was not a really great idea. More tears. Somehow, while the whole thing was going on Beca was still thinking how cute Chloe looked. "Look. How 'bout I give you a hug? Will that convince you that it's all good?" Chloe doesn't answer, but her crying stops a little. Just a little. Just as Beca envelopes her in a hug, Chloe starts crying again. What the fuck is wrong with her? Beca thinks, pulling away again. She sighs. "Didn't you just stop? Why are you crying again?"

"Be—hic—because DJ B Mitch is hugging me!"

"God. Please stop crying. Please." Chloe kind of stops, her tears no longer coming out. Only then did she realize that she had been crying for ten minutes straight. In front of her favorite DJ.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. You probably think I'm some sort of freak or something." Beca softly smiles at her.

"No! Of course not! I don't think you're a freak." At that, Chloe looks at her in confusion.

"But I'm such a mess. Look at me, makeup running down my face and wearing sweatpants. And then look at you. You're such a huge star and you look perfect!"

Beca laughs. "Let me tell you a secret." Chloe leans in. "If I could, I'd live in my sweatpants." Adding a wink to that statement, Chloe starts laughing. "Plus, you look perfect too. Trust me." At once, both of them flush a deep shade of red. "Uh, I mean…because your hair and all that looks flawless." Total lie. Chloe nervously bits her bottom lip.

"I, uh, I really am sorry for running you over."

"It's okay, I swear."

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to repay you?"

Beca pretends to ponder for a second. Well…She is pretty cute. Beca nervously looks at the floor before answering. "How 'bout in exchange of me forgetting this entire run-over, you give me your number and let me take you to dinner?" Silence. Some more silence. Shit. Beca looks up, expecting the redhead to look at her murderously for being a perv, but instead, sees the redhead with her eyes widen in shock. Her mouth was open but nothing was coming out. "O—or if you don't want to…uh, that's okay too! I gues—"

"NO! No! I mean…uh, no. It's fine. I'd love to go have dinner with you." Beca smiles, grabbing the redhead's phone again. She types in her number and sends herself a text. Her phone dings a few seconds later. On the outside Chloe was just smiling at the fact that she just got her favorite DJ's number, but on the inside Chloe was about ready to do her victory dance because…well, it should have been pretty obvious. She got the big BM's phone number. Who wouldn't be celebrating? Just as Beca was about to turn and leave, she turns back towards the no longer crying Chloe. "Uh…shit, I just realized that I never got your name."

Chloe evilly smiles at her and turns, leaving the aisle. Beca looks after her, confused. A few seconds later, her phone beeps.

UNKNOWN: Good luck! ;)