You and Beck have been dating for over a year and a half. By now he’s used to your behavior and overthinking and possessiveness over him. You and him have had your ups and downs, but in the end you always come out together. You guys both go to Hollywood Arts, you an aspiring actor, like him. He can play guitar but he still wants to be an actor.

You and him were on call with him, Tori, and Andre. You got added in and immediately asked him why he is on call but didn’t answer you after you left a voicemail.

“I’m doing homework, my love, that’s why I didn’t answer.”

He explains, a neutral expression on his face, a dog in his lap.

“So you wanna break up with me?”

You ask, he’s used to you jumping to conclusions fast.

“What? Why would you think I want to break up?”

He asks, then you speak up.

“What is that animal in your lap?”

You ask him.

“It’s my neighbors dog.”

Beck explains, and then Andre speaks up.

“Yeah, the cheerleader.”

He says and Beck replies back.

“Why- why would you say that?”

You go back and forth for awhile until you show up at his house, then the cheerleader comes in. The catch? She’s just a kid and she’s nowhere near Beck’s age. Beck looks over at you, silently proving he’s not doing anything behind your back.