A/N: Hey guys. So most of you wanted me to post my one shots, so I'm going to do it. They are just some ideas I've had or prompts I've written to get in the mood to write. I'm going to post the ones I have (7 and a half so far) over the next week. After that, I'll only post sporadically when I have written new ones. I hope you enjoy them! :D
Okay, this first one shot was written after I've seen a post from 'bechloe . is . life' on Insta of a text conversation. Check it out if you want to (she posted it on November 5th, 2016)
The Result of Bad Handwriting
Chloe Beale (8:19 pm)
Bree! I really want to impress this girl from my class!
Unknown Number (8:21 pm)
Sorry, but who is Bree?
Chloe Beale (8:22 pm)
Yeah, very funny Aubrey. You need to help me, my jokes are failing. I can't get her to smile. Who doesn't smile? But her eyes are so pretty, oh my god. Help me with a pick up line.
Unknown Number (8:24 pm)
It's 2016, who still uses pick up lines?
Chloe Beale (8:25 pm)
I do because I'm Chloe Beale! Please help me Bree! I'm completely out of ideas. I'm getting desperate and Beca doesn't even know that I exist!
Unknown Number (8:26 pm)
Chloe, you really have the wrong number, I wasn't kidding.
Chloe Beale (8:26pm)
Oh fuck. I'm so sorry, my friend Aubrey got a new number and wrote it down for me. I must have typed it in wrong somehow. Who is this though? I'm curious now...
Unknown Number just sent you a picture...
Chloe Beale's eyes went wide as she looked at the picture she had just received. A brunette girl with beautiful navy blue eyes looked back at her and saluted her. Her hair was in a cute bun on top of her head and she was wearing a gray hooded zip up sweatshirt.
"No..." She breathed. "Oh god, please... Why did it have to be her of all people?!" Chloe whined as she reread her previously sent messages with wide eyes and a bright blush on her face. She had never been so embarrassed before in her life.
She sat on the bed in her dorm room and hid her burning face behind her hands. "Damn it..."
The thing was, she really liked Beca. She hadn't really talked to her before but the small brunette had immediately caught her attention when Chloe first saw her a few weeks ago at the beginning of the semester. The brunette had walked into the music history class a few minutes late and had sat down in the last row, keeping her headphones on while she had looked at the professor with a bored expression on her face. There was something that had caught Chloe's interest right then and there and she had 'looked for' the small brunette in every lecture since then. She had tried talking to her but every time she tried to make a funny comment, the brunette had just looked at her blankly and walked off.
A quiet buzz from her phone alerted her to an incoming message.
Chloe stared at the phone for a moment, unsure if she wanted to read the message or not. She was pretty sure it was a message from Beca. She took a deep breath and swiped her finger over the phone to unlock it.
Unknown Number (8:34 pm)
Um, Chloe? Are you still there?
The redheaded girl stared at her screen. Should she answer? Or try to ignore the most embarrassing experience of her life? But Beca was talking to her...
Unknown Number (8:37 pm)
I don't look THAT horrible you know...
Shit, Chloe thought. She's thinking I'm not answering because of the picture?! Damn it. What am I supposed to say?
Chloe Beale (8:39 pm)
Um, no of course not. Sorry.
That should be enough, right?
The redhead was still blushing brightly and closed her eyes to think for a moment. Damn it, I should have never mentioned a name. And what kind of shitty handwriting does Bree have? And I can't even talk to her because I don't have the right number! Ugh, I'll just go to sleep. Maybe it will all have been a crazy dream in the morning.
Chloe took her phone and turned her internet off for the night, she didn't want to receive any more messages today. The redhead got ready for bed, read a few pages from her current book and wished for a good night of sleep.
When Chloe awoke the next morning, she immediately turned her internet back on. She needed to know if she had dreamed the text conversation with Beca or if that had really happened. As soon as the internet was back on, she received 4 new messages. All from an unknown number. Chloe sighed and opened them.
Unknown Number (8:45 pm)
What are you sorry for?
Unknown Number (8:52 pm)
And now you're ignoring me. Great. Well, I'll just talk to you in class then. Good night I guess.
Class?! She wants to talk to me in class?! Chloe asked herself as she reread the two messages from Beca again and again.
Ugh, focus. You can do this. You are NOT a shy person, you can talk to her. No big deal. You've talked to people you didn't know before, you do that all the time. Just relax and get ready for class. Things will be okay.
Chloe did just that, she showered, put her clothes on, grabbed an apple for breakfast and started walking to her class. Halfway through campus she remembered that she still had unread messages. But they couldn't have been from Beca, they were in another chat. The redhead searched her bag for her phone and unlocked the screen.
Unknown Number (9:12 pm)
Chloe? I thought you wanted to text me?
Unknown Number (9:28 pm)
Really? You are already asleep? I thought I was the health conscious elderly one in this friendship. Oh well, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Text me.
Chloe sighed deeply and looked at her watch. She only had 10 minutes left until her lecture started and she had to hurry if she didn't want to be late.
Chloe Beale (8:50 am)
Sorry Bree, I was tired and yesterday was a strange day. Want to meet me for coffee at that new cafe that opened a few days ago after class? I'll tell you all about it then... xoxo
Aubrey Posen (8:52 am)
Sure, I'll see you then. Have fun and pay attention in class!
The redhead rolled her eyes. Aubrey always told her to participate and pay attention in class. Chloe knew that her friend only wanted the best for her future but it was getting a little annoying lately.
Chloe Beale (8:53 am)
I will, see you later! xoxo
A few minutes later Chloe finally arrived at her lecture and walked in with about two minutes to spare. The professor luckily wasn't there yet. Chloe immediately started walking in the direction of her usual seat but stopped short when she noticed who was sitting in the seat next to hers.
Damn it, Chloe swore and walked backwards quietly, hoping that the brunette girl wouldn't see her. The girl had her headphones on, so maybe she wouldn't notice her. Chloe made her way to the last row - the same row Beca usually sat in - quietly and got her stuff out.
The professor walked in then and Chloe could ignore the feeling of being watched for the next ten minutes. She had noticed her phone going off a few times but she had been trying to ignore it and listen to the professor, just like Aubrey had told her to do. She was just doing what her friend told her to do and was focusing on her studies, right? Right...
Chloe stayed strong for a few more minutes but couldn't concentrate any longer when her phone buzzed for the nth time. She got the phone out of her bag and glanced at the screen. 8 unread messages. All from Beca.
Unknown Number (9:03 am)
What are you doing all the way over there? You always sit here...
Unknown Number (9:04 am)
Really? I saw you jump when you noticed that you received a new message...
Unknown Number (9:06 am)
This lecture is boring...
Unknown Number (9:07 am)
You were the one that wanted to talk to me if I remember correctly. So TALK! Or WRITE! I don't care...
Unknown Number (9:08 am)
Oh come on, it wasn't that embarrassing. I'm kinda flattered...
Unknown Number (9:10 am)
Okay, this is getting ridiculous. I can practically see the strain you put on yourself trying not to read my messages. You'll cave... eventually.
Unknown Number (9:12 am)
I don't even know you and you are already more work than all of my friends combined. Why am I even trying?
Unknown Number (9:15 am)
You know what? Fine. I'm leaving you alone.
Chloe stared at her phone intently. Did she just ruin her chances with Beca without even speaking one word to her? She placed her face in her hands and groaned. Great. She jumped a little when her phone vibrated again. The redhead glanced down to look at her phone and saw Beca's number.
Unknown Number (9:21 am)
You looked! I totally saw you! Now, are you willing to talk to me?
Chloe couldn't help herself and had to smile at the message. Before she could decide if she wanted to answer the brunette girl, another message had arrived.
Unknown Number (9:22 am)
You smiled! That's a good sign, right?
Chloe sighed again. Get it together, this isn't you. Just answer the damn girl. The redhead took her phone, finally saved Beca's number under her name and typed a message.
Chloe Beale (9:25 am)
Um, sorry. I'm a little tired. What do you want to talk about?
Beca Mitchell (9:26 am)
Finally! What's up with you?
Chloe Beale (9:26 am)
Why? I'm fine...
Beca Mitchell (9:27 am)
You know exactly what I mean.
Chloe Beale (9:27 am)
... Yeah. Sorry. Just forget I said anything, okay?
Beca Mitchell (9:28 am)
I don't really want to. I mean... You did say you wanted to impress me, right? I'm not impressed yet...
Chloe Beale (9:29 am)
Oh my god, please stop talking about that...
Beca Mitchell (9:30 am)
Why? Nobody has ever talked about me that way. I'm really curious why you want to impress me.
Chloe Beale (9:31 am)
... Can we agree that last night never ever happened?
Beca Mitchell (9:31 am)
Absolutely not! That was the highlight of my day!
Chloe Beale (9:32 am)
What? The highlight of your day was getting strange messages from an unknown number? Your day must have been really shitty.
Beca Mitchell (9:33 am)
Don't remind me. Now, who are you Chloe Beale?
Chloe Beale (9:36 am)
I guess I'm me. Nothing special. What exactly do you want to know?
Beca Mitchell (9:37 am)
That took you a while. I'm sorry if I overstepped any boundaries, I didn't mean to. Why do you want to impress me?
Chloe Beale (9:38 am)
I don't. You misunderstood that.
Beca Mitchell (9:39 am)
No way! I still have your message and it clearly states my name! And that you 'want to impress this girl from your class'. I'm pretty sure I'm the only Beca in our year and we are sharing this class. So?
Chloe Beale (9:40 am)
Ugh, fine! I just thought you looked interesting and I wanted to get to know you. But I changed my mind.
Beca Mitchell (9:41 am)
What? Why?! What did I do?
Chloe Beale (9:42 am)
You're nosy. And you're distracting me from paying attention in this class. I'm not replying anymore, I need to listen to this.
Beca Mitchell (9:44 am)
Oh come on! This class is really boring and easy! You don't need to listen to this, I can give you the short version later! Entertain me!
Chloe Beale (9:46 am)
No. You sound really needy, you know that? I'm going to listen now, stop texting me.
Beca Mitchell (9:47 am)
Fine. Be that way. I'll just talk to you after class.
Oh god. What had she done? Why did she have to act like such a bitch?! Chloe put her face in her hands again in defeat. This didn't really go the way she had wanted it to. Chloe sighed again and took a deep breath. She opened her eyes and resolved herself to at least pay attention to the rest of the class. She hadn't really heard anything the professor had said today. She couldn't help but shoot one last glance in Beca's direction and found the other girl staring at her with a smirk on her face. Chloe rolled her eyes and forced herself to listen to the rest of the lecture.
After the class had ended, Chloe had immediately rushed out of the room and ran to her next lecture. She knew that Beca didn't have any other classes with her so she hoped she would be safe for a little while. The redhead didn't really know why she was making such a big deal out of the whole thing but she was beyond embarrassed by now and didn't really know how to act around the other girl. Avoidance seemed like a valid tactic to avoid the oncoming conversation that could only end in disaster.
The rest of the day went by without much action. She did receive two more messages from Beca that clearly stated that the girl wasn't happy about Chloe avoiding her and that she WOULD (she even used capital letters) talk to her later. Chloe didn't respond to the texts and only wanted the day to be over quickly so she could finally talk to Aubrey about all of it. She really needed someone else's opinion on the whole thing.
A little after five in the afternoon Chloe met Aubrey in the new cafe on campus. The two girls sat down and the blonde immediately looked at Chloe with intense eyes.
"So, what's going on with you Chloe? You seem really nervous and what did you mean when you said you had a strange day yesterday?"
Chloe sighed and closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again and looking at her best friend with tired eyes.
"Today has been the most embarrassing day of my life."
Aubrey only looked at her and waited for the other girl to continue speaking.
"Well, I guess I'll start at the beginning, okay?"
Aubrey nodded for her to continue.
"Okay, so you gave me your new number yesterday and I did text you. Or so I thought. Well, it turned out I typed the number in wrong and sent my messages to somebody else."
"Oh? Who was it?"
"Why do you have such a terrible handwriting Bree? You ruined my life." Chloe stated dramatically and glared at her best friend.
The blonde only rolled her eyes. "Don't be so dramatic. And did you know that really intelligent people have a terrible handwriting? That's because their thoughts are too fast for them to write them down legibly."
Chloe groaned. Loudly. "I don't care!"
"Relax. So who did you send your messages to and what the hell did you write that it apparently 'ruined your life'?"
"Beca. I texted Beca."
Aubrey looked at Chloe questioningly. "Who?"
"Bree! The girl I've been talking about for weeks! The one from my class who I have the biggest crush on?"
"Oh. Right. So what did you write?"
Chloe tried to hide her face behind her hands. "I kinda told her I want to impress her."
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I thought she was you! I wanted some advice!"
"Oh."
"Yes, 'oh'!"
"And? What did she say?"
"Ugh, I don't really know. I've been avoiding that topic but she has been texting me nonstop and she wants to talk to me."
"What is your problem then? You've been trying to get her attention for weeks. Now you have it. Take advantage of it."
"But... What am I going to say to her?"
"How about 'Beca, you have the most beautiful eyes in the whole world, your smile makes my heart melt and you are really hot. Could you please take me out on a date?'"
"Well, I don't really know you blondie but how can I say no after those pretty compliments you just gave me?"
Chloe nearly jumped two feet in the air and nearly injured herself with how fast she was turning in her seat. Aubrey just stared at the brunette standing next to their table with an apron and a little notebook in her hands with wide eyes.
"Oh my god!" Chloe squeaked as she looked at Beca who was smirking at them knowingly. "What are you doing here?"
Beca rolled her eyes but didn't lose the smirk on her lips. "Working."
"You work here?!"
"Obviously." Aubrey stated as she took a closer look at the apron the brunette girl was wearing. The logo of the cafe was printed on it on the bottom left corner.
Chloe was still looking at Beca with wide eyes and fidgeted nervously. "Um, how much did you hear?"
"Oh, just the part where blondie here wants me to take her out on a date."
"I don't. I was imitating Chloe."
"Bree!" Chloe screeched and glared at Aubrey with a betrayed expression on her face.
The blonde shrugged her shoulders. "What? It's true and I can't have her think that I want to date her." She turned around and looked at Beca. "Sorry, but I'm already in a relationship."
Beca laughed. "No problem. So, it's you who wants me to take her on a date?" She looked at Chloe expectantly.
Chloe blushed brightly and buried her face in her hands again. "Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!"
Beca shrugged. "Don't worry, I think you are entertaining. And for the record, I wouldn't have a problem with it."
"Ugh, I'm so sorry, I promise I will never ever talk to you again. God, Bree, let's leave, we'll get our coffee somewhere else."
Beca turned her head to look at Aubrey. "She didn't hear a thing I just said, did she?"
The blonde shook her head. "I'm afraid not. I'm sorry, she isn't like this usually, she's just really nervous and embarrassed."
Beca chuckled. "Yeah, I can imagine. Can I get you something to drink? I think you should calm her down before I try talking to her again.
Aubrey nodded. "Yeah, that might be a good idea. We'll just have two coffees."
The brunette girl nodded and left the other two girls alone for a moment. Aubrey kicked Chloe under the table the moment Beca had vanished into the kitchen.
"Chloe!"
"Ow! What is it? Why are you kicking me?"
"Did you hear even one word of what Beca has just told you?"
"What? What do you mean?"
Aubrey rolled her eyes. "You are hopeless. She totally agreed to going on a date with you and you didn't even listen to her!"
Chloe's eyes widened. "What?! When was this?!"
"Just a minute ago! You were so busy being embarrassed and apologizing for nothing that you didn't even hear her! You really have it bad Chlo."
Chloe's eyes had widened and she looked at her best friend with panicked eyes. "What?! Oh my god, what am I gonna do? I totally just ruined any chance I might have had, didn't I?"
"No, I don't think so. She seemed amused and she said she would talk to you again once you have calmed down. She's getting us two coffees now so I suggest you use the time to calm down!"
"How am I supposed to calm down?! This day seriously can't get worse."
"Get a grip Chloe. Nothing really bad has happened, you are just embarrassed. And Beca didn't seem put off by it so get it together and talk to her! I don't think she will put up with this for much longer!"
"How do I get a grip Bree?! I'm panicking over here!"
Aubrey swiftly grabbed the other girl's hands and squeezed them tightly as she looked into her best friend's eyes intently. "Do you want to get to know Beca?"
"Yes, but..."
"No buts. Do you like the way you are acting now?"
"Of course not, but..."
"No buts! Has anything that has happened yesterday and today been worse than the time you came out of the closet in high school?"
"Not even close, but what do you want to tell me with this?"
Aubrey groaned. "I'm trying to tell you that you have no reason to panic, nobody knows about this but you, Beca and me. Beca seems chill about the whole thing and I've known you forever, so I'm used to it. Yes it was embarrassing, yes, it didn't work the way you would have liked it to but you have the chance to talk to your crush in a few minutes and she already said she would go out with you. From where I am sitting, things seem to be going pretty well for you. So get your emotions in order and calm the hell down!"
"Oh..."
"Yeah. Did you get what I was trying to say?"
Chloe looked at Aubrey with wide eyes and her mouth stood open. "Um, I haven't actually looked at it from that side."
The blonde rolled her eyes playfully. "Yeah, I noticed. Would you do me a favor and calm down now? Beca is coming back."
Chloe gulped and took a deep breath. She could do this.
"Here you go." Beca said as she placed the two cups of coffees in front of the girls. "Can I get you anything else?" She asked and looked at Chloe.
"Um, no, thank you. But do you have a minute?"
Beca lifted an eyebrow but nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty quiet. But I have to go if more customers come in."
"I understand. This won't take long, I promise."
Beca looked at Chloe questioningly but sat down next to Aubrey and smiled. She wanted to see the redhead's face, that's why she sat down across from her.
Aubrey looked between the two girls warily. "Should I leave you two alone for a moment?"
Chloe shook her head. "No, please stay. If that is okay for you Beca?"
The brunette shrugged. "Sure."
"Okay, so Beca? I'm sorry about the way I acted today. It was rude and uncalled for and I didn't even really realize how bitchy I was acting. You were nice enough to tell me I had the wrong number, wanted to talk to me later and I just didn't answer or was rude because I was so embarrassed. I'm really sorry, I'm not usually like this, I promise."
"It's okay. I think it would have been embarrassing for anyone if they sent a message to the wrong person, let alone the person you were talking about in your message. So you blew me off in and after class because you were embarrassed?"
Chloe nodded. "Yeah. I'm so sorry. Can we maybe start again?"
Beca smiled. "No problem dude. So," she held her hand out for Chloe to shake. "My name is Beca Mitchell. It's nice to meet you."
The redhead took a deep breath and looked directly into the brunette's eyes. "My name is Chloe Beale, it's nice to meet you as well. Do you want to go on a date with me?"
Beca smirked. "Of course. I thought you'd never ask."