#write365drabbles

Guh. I'm so behind. This is so overdue. I got sick and I was out of the country. I'll catch up though. This is a continuation of the last drabble. Disclaimer: I don't own pitch perfect or any of it's characters. 

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It turns out Chloe just graduated from Barden University, which is coincidently where your dad teaches. If he had his way, you would have been a sophomore there by now. Maybe you would have met Chloe there. No, you believe you would have. Especially when she goes into how you were destined to be friends. She spotted the grasshopper tattoo on your arm and enthusiastically showed you her own bug tattoo also on her arm, a lady bug. She says you two are bug tattoo buddies now. 

“Oh my god! It’s fate! We’re totes going to be fast friends!” she says as she invades your personal space. 

She recently moved into your apartment complex because its close to the elementary school where she starts working at soon. You talk all night. Well she does most of the talking but you make sure she knows you are intently listening to everything she says. Thankfully she doesn’t seem to mind. At the end of the night when you part ways at the elevator she engulfs you in a hug and tells you she’ll see you soon. 

True to her word she shows up at your apartment the next day with a roasted chicken she made herself. So you invite her in and set a table for two. You find out it isn’t just a one time thing. A sort of ‘hey I’m new to the neighborhood’ thing. Nope, she comes over with food almost everyday. Sometimes she invites you over to eat at her place. You eat her cooking so often you feel obligated to do groceries with her and pay for a share of the bill. It’s now gotten to a point where you now help her with the cooking. You only do simple things like cut vegetables or measure ingredients but it’s still something. You wonder if maybe remembered your lists of resolutions and was trying to help you. 

It’s not uncommon for Chloe to spend a whole day in your apartment. Even when the two of you are doing your own corresponding things. You could be at your desk making a mix while she is on your couch grading papers. It’s just nice to have some company. 

One time you got so caught up in mix you don’t realize how late it has gotten. You look at Chloe and she is fast asleep on your couch. You know how uncomfortable your couch is. There have been many times that you’ve dozed off on it while making mixes late at night. You’re pretty sure she will wake up with a sore back if you leave her there. So despite being smaller and most likely weaker then Chloe, you pick her up so that you can move her to your bed. She’s extremely floppy and it’s difficult at first but you manage to get her arms around your neck while you wrap your arms around her torso. You lift her up so that she is leaning on you and guide her to the bed. Slowly, you lower her onto the mattress. You end up falling onto the mattress with her. You try to get up but her arms have tightened their hold on you and she pulls you back down muttering about how you needed sleep too. Once it’s apparent you that you aren’t getting up anytime soon you close your eyes. You fall asleep immediately and it’s the best sleep you’ve had in a long time. 

Chloe drags you all over the city. She shows up at your apartment unannounced and declares your plans for the day bust still giving you the option to decline. You never do. It’s impossible to say no to those baby blue eyes. Most of the time you go out to eat or watch a movie. 

Occasionally she’ll want do do some thing special like go to the beach. You never liked the beach. In an attempt to evade the sun at all costs, you set up a spot far away from the shore and beneath the shade of the largest umbrella you could find. You sit there the whole time happily watching Chloe do whatever she pleases. 

So far your favorite outing was your trip to the zoo. This is where you discover the awesomeness of red pandas. There are no words you can use to express your new found love for red pandas. You vaguely remember Chloe saying that you must have la thing for red heads. With a wink of course. It wouldn’t be her without the wink. You’re so caught up with the little creatures you absently agree. 

One time you go with her to meet some of her friends. All the girls from her Barden acapella team are in town. When you first learn about her acapella team you think it’s lame. However, Chloe insists they prove you wrong by providing you with an impromptu performance. You admit they are pretty good. You wonder why they never won. They continue to break into song while you nod your head along to the music. You’ve never been a singer. You enjoy providing accompaniment with instruments more. You don’t feel Left out though, the girls always include you in the conversations. Overall it was good night. 

You and Chloe are walking back to your apartment complex when you realize something is off. Chloe hasn’t spoken a word since the two of you left. That you could have overlooked but she also isn’t clinging to your arm. Now that is very unlike Chloe. She stops walking and finally turns to you. She doesn’t look at you but she speaks up. 

“Hey Bec. Thanks for always going out with me. I know you don’t really like to the stuff I make you do. You don’t have to do it anymore and I won’t bother you so much…” 

 Where is this coming from? Did something happen? Maybe someone said something. Probably Aubrey. It seemed like she didn’t really like you. This is your fault too. You never gave Chloe any indication that you liked hanging out with her. How do you fix this? Chloe is still rambling and the longer it goes on the sadder she looks. So you do the first thing that comes to mind. Which is to press your finger to her lips. It effectively silences her. Now she is just staring waiting. Oh you have to say something. 

“You aren’t a bother” 

You want to smack yourself in the face when it comes out of your mouth but you look at her and she is finally smiling. It isn’t the most eloquent reassurance but she seems to get it so it’s enough. She grabs your hand, interwinds your fingers, and tugs you forward so you can continue walking home. That’s new, but it’s also better then the un-Chloe like behavior she displayed moments ago. 

Chloe’s been avoiding you. You haven’t heard from her in a week. Her prolonged absence from your life is really distressing you. It must be something you did. You run through all the possible reasons why she could be mad at you and what you could do to make it up to her. You decide to just sack up and grovel at her feat. So you bought a small and simple bouquet of flowers, her favorite ice cream, and make your way to her apartment. When she answers the door she does so slowly. She peeked an eye out first, popped her head out next, and then slowly pulled the door open. You hold out your gifts and start rambling out apologies. When your done she only looks at you sheepishly. She tell you that you didn’t do anything wrong. She’s been prolonging your next encounter because she thought you might be upset with her. That’s just silly. Why would you be upset with her? 

“Oh you haven’t seen it” she says. 

She leads you to the desk where her laptop is and opens up a website. Your jaw drops. There are videos of you playing music and recordings of your music posted online for the world to see. You feel horrified but Chloe reassures you that it has received a lot of positive feedback. Chloe’s been secretly taking videos of you and stealing your mixes from your laptop. That’s definitely an invasion of privacy and grounds to go ballistic in your book. However, you don’t, because this is what you’ve been meaning to do since you got here. You don’t know how Chloe could have possibly known since you never mention those crushed aspirations. Then again it’s her and you’ve learned that she can read you like a book. 

You find that you aren’t angry with her or her actions. You do feel unnaturally elated so you stand up and hug Chloe. She’s helped you with something you were struggling to do for a long time and for that you can’t bring yourself to be mad at her. Instead you only feel eternally grateful for anything and everything that was responsible for bringing Chloe into the world and into your life. 

Before you know it the year has gone by. It’s new years eve and you and Chloe are spending it at the bar where you met. She’s out there dancing and you are sitting at your usual spot drinking. You’re content just watching her like usual. 

You’ve come a long way in the past year. You actually completed your resolutions and currently have a job at a radio station making mixes for a segment that airs every afternoon. 

It’s only a few minutes until the new year so the two of you go out to the balcony and wait for the fireworks. The two of you stand shoulder to shoulder leaning on the balcony. Chloe is looking out into the night sky waiting for the count down. 

As you watch her you can’t help but appreciate her arrival into your life. She seamlessly inserted herself as if she always belonged in it. You were wondering around lost and she found you. It wasn’t your list of resolutions that got you back on track. It was Chloe. She saved you. She’s helped you become a better you. 

You are overcome with an overwhelming need to show her how grateful you are but you don’t know how. Because how could you possibly put into words how important she has become in your life. You aren’t a person of many words but Chloe has always understood your attempts to articulate things to her.