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I'm Falling For Your Eyes, but They Don't Know Me Yet

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Part Two

 

A few days later...

            Chloe was sitting in her dorm room with Aubrey. She had several pieces of paper spread out in front of her as she sat on her bed. Her secret admirer had left her several more notes since the last and she was still no closer to figuring out who the mystery person was. Sighing, the redhead looked over to her best friend who was sitting on her own bed flipping through a magazine. "Why can't I figure this out?"

            Aubrey set the magazine down and looked at Chloe. "Let's see what you've got." She joined Chloe on her bed and picked up the pieces of paper that had been laid out in the order that they were received. Aubrey set the first paper down. "We've already decided this note means it has to be someone you've come across but don't know." She looked at the next one.

            You're cutest when you haven't had your morning coffee.

            This note had been discovered as Chloe was leaving her dorm for class and found a cup of coffee right outside the door. Aubrey had poured it down the drain stating that it could be laced with drugs but Chloe still noticed the smell of her favorite coffee.

            "Whoever it is also knows what my favorite coffee is," Chloe smiled.

            "Maybe you should file a restraining order once you find out who this person is," Aubrey joked.

            "I think it's sweet," Chloe said. "But-,"

            "But you only want to give it up to Beca," Aubrey rolled her eyes. "I know. I don't understand why you have such a toner for her, though. She's a big aca-pain in the ass."

            Chloe shook her head in disagreement. "She's great. I just wish I knew what to do to get her to see me as more than a friend." Chloe sighed and took the next piece of paper from Aubrey, deciding to not let herself get in a mood over Beca at this very moment.

            It drives me crazy when you bite your lower lip. So sexy.

            This note had been accompanied by Chloe's favorite lip gloss.

            "I wonder if it's someone from the Bellas," Aubrey said.

            Chloe frowned. She had never thought of that. "Really? You think so?"

            Aubrey shrugged. "Who else knows you as well as those girls?"

            Chloe's eyes lit up. "Maybe it's Beca."

            Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Beca doesn't have a romantic bone in her body. She wouldn't know romance if it pitch slapped her in the face."

            Chloe was about to respond when there was a knock at the door. She gathered the papers and set them aside before getting up to answer the door. She smiled when she saw Beca.  The brunette was holding a takeout bag. "Hey, what brings you here?"

            "I have something for you," Beca grinned. "Are you busy?"

            "Nope, just trying to figure out who my secret admirer could be."

            "How's that working out for you?" Beca asked as she leaned against the doorway.

            "Aubrey thinks it could be someone from the Bellas," Chloe said.

            Beca kept her cool at hearing this. She planned on telling Chloe how she felt but she wanted to do it when she was ready. "That sounds like a possibility."

            Chloe shrugged. "I don't know. I still kind of think it's someone random." The redhead perked up and gestured to the bag. "So what do you have for me?"

            Beca smiled at Chloe's excitement as she handed her the bag. "You skipped lunch because you had that assignment to work on. I bought enough for you and that aca-bitch you call a best friend."

            Aubrey glared at Beca from Chloe's bed. "I can hear you."

            Beca smirked. "I'm aware." She looked back at Chloe but her smile had disappeared. "Now that I think about it, you've probably already eaten." It had been three hours ago since Chloe had told Beca she couldn't sit down to eat with her.

            "I haven't," Chloe assured her. "And I'm actually starving. I've just been wrapped up in that stupid assignment and now trying to figure out who this mystery person is."

            "Does it matter, though... who this mystery person is? You like someone else."

            "I know." Chloe blushed as she got ready to admit why she cared. "I'm hoping that it ends up being who I like."

            Aubrey scoffed from inside the room. "Then you're going to be severely disappointed."          

            Beca frowned. "She knows who you like? Who is it?"

            Chloe turned her head to glare at her best friend for making Beca want to ask this question. "Aubrey's the only one that knows."

            "And if it makes you feel any better, I found out on my own," Aubrey said.

            "It's fine," Beca said. "You don't have to tell me. Anyway, I should get going. Enjoy the food."

            "I will." Chloe leaned forward, placing a kiss on Beca's cheek. It's just how she was with the brunette. She had always disregarded Beca's personal space so that she could be close to her and Beca didn't think much of it anymore. "Thank you for bringing it over. You're super sweet."

            Beca made a show of looking around to make sure no one heard. "Shh," she grinned. "Someone might hear you. I have a reputation for being a bad ass, you know?"

            Chloe laughed. "My apologies. This wasn't sweet of you at all. How dare you be considerate enough to bring me food."

            Beca backed away from the door. "I'll see you later, Chloe."

            "Bye, Beca." Chloe closed the door and turned around with a look on her face that said, "how can anyone not fall for her?"

            Aubrey rolled her eyes. "She brought you food. Big whoop. She's still not good enough for you. She's anti-social and mean."

            "She's not, though." Chloe set the food on her desk and sat down on her bed where Aubrey still sat. "She's driven, she's nice, she's funny, she-,"

            "Oh god, you've got it bad," Aubrey chuckled. She picked up the papers from the secret admirer that Chloe had set aside. "Let's go back to this. This person might have some potential."

 

 

 

            The next day Beca was sitting under a tree on-campus as she mixed some songs on her laptop. As she did this, she felt someone sit down next to her. She smiled when she saw that it was Chloe and removed her headphones. "Hey."

            "Hey," Chloe said, happily.

            "What's got you all smiley faced?" Beca smiled back because that's what she tended to do when Chloe smiled. The redhead was infectious.

            "I've decided to tell my crush that I like them," Chloe said. "Aubrey helped me build up the confidence to do it. I think she really just wants to hear me talking about it. Either way, I'm ready to tell them how I feel."

            Beca had to fight a frown from taking over her face. "That's great news, Chloe. I'm happy for you. I'm sure they'll feel the same way. Anyone would be a fool not to return your feelings."

            "You're definitely sweet. Thank you," Chloe grinned. "So what are you doing later?"

            "Not much," Beca said.

            "Great. I want us to hangout. I'll text you details." Chloe stood up.

            "Wait, when are you revealing all to your crush?" Beca asked.

            "Tonight. Hopefully all goes well." Chloe winked at the brunette and walked off.

            As soon as Chloe was gone, Fat Amy appeared, sitting down next to the brunette. "Why do you look like someone ran over your favorite pair of headphones?"

            Beca sighed and told Amy what Chloe had just told her. The brunette was heartbroken and just wanted to go back to her dorm and curl into a bal.

            "If you had done what I told you to do, Chloe wouldn't be able to tell her crush anything...ever. It's aca-obvious what you need to do." Beca stared blankly at Amy until the blonde rolled her eyes and continued. "You need to tell her how you feel before she tells her crush."

            "But what if she doesn't feel the same way and I ruin our friendship?" Beca ran a hand through her hair. "I can't tell her."

            "Fine. Don't tell her. Years from now when she's married with kids and you're moping about it, you're going to think back to this day and say, "Fat Amy was right. She's always right."

            Beca thought for a moment and then nodded her head. "You're right."

            Amy smiled. "I know! I always am. Now what are you going to do?"

            Beca sat up straighter, feeling more confident. "I'm going to tell Chloe how I feel."

            "And when are you going to do it?" Amy asked.

            "Tonight before she tells her stupid crush how she feels." Beca decided that she had one last note to write before she spilled her feelings out to Chloe.