Hi. Don't have much to say, just that this idea popped up in my head a long long time ago. I also wrote it some time ago and I decided to finally upload it. I don't know why the hell I'm starting a new story while I already have two other stories that I have to finish, but yeah...that's me.

Just a warning: DO NOT EXPECT REGULAR UPDATES. I only write when I have time and lately I have none. Apologies.

Enjoy.

Chapter 1

Lately something's changed / it ain't hard to define / Jesse's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine / and she's watching him with those eyes / I wish that I had Jesse's girl / where can I find a woman like that? / I'm looking in the mirror all the time / wondering what she doesn't see in me / I feel so dirty when they start talking cute / I want to tell her that I love her but the point is probably moot / I want Jesse's girl / - Rick Springfield

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Tonight, I will love, love you tonight.

Give me everything tonight.

For all we know, we might not get tomorrow,

Let's do it tonight!

The last note echoed through Lincoln Center. The audience went crazy as the Bellas finished their performance. The crowd clapped and cheered. I could feel the adrenaline pulsing through my veins. Everybody on stage hugged each other, even Beca and Aubrey. After everybody had hugged each other, we made our way to the audience. I didn't got a chance to congratulate Beca and I wanted to go over to her, but I didn't see the little brunette. My eyes scanned the podium, but Beca wasn't on the podium either. Then my eyes searched Beca in the audience. Then I found her.

My shoulders slumped and my face fell. I gasped slightly and I swore I could hear my heart break. No that's an understatement. It shattered. It felt like my heart exploded into thousands and thousands tiny pieces. I should have been happy after our performance at the ICCA's, but I just couldn't.

Not when I saw Beca. And Jesse. And Beca kissing Jesse.

I stood there, still on stage, dumbfounded. I could only stare at the pair, smiling happily as they pulled back.

I know that I like Beca. Like more than anything. Hell, maybe I even love her. And I thought that Beca, maybe, there was a tiny chance, that she returned my feelings. After that Beca yelled at Jesse after semi finals, I thought that I might have a chance with Beca. But no, of course that wouldn't be. That is just too good to be true.

I felt something wet streaming down my cheeks and realized I was crying. Seriously, it felt like somebody stabbed a knife straight through my heart. But it wasn't a fast pain, it was like somebody was slowly pushing the knife in my chest, but still with so much force.

I was snapped out of my trance by Aubrey and turned around to face the blonde. Aubrey immediately noticed the tears on my cheeks and the shattered look on my face. Aubrey tried to comfort me as we walked back to our seats (and back to Beca and Jesse and that was the last place on earth where I wanted to be right now), but the comforting didn't help. I wanted to get out of here. Because I knew that if I stayed longer here, I would definitely break down.

"Please Aubrey, just let me take a cab to the hotel. I-I don't want to be in the same bus as her. Not now at least. I just want a moment for myself." I pleaded, but I made sure to keep my volume low, as Beca still stood close to me.

"But let me come with you Chloe,-" Aubrey was cut off by Beca, who apparently heard our conversation. Beca saw the tears streaming down my face. And judging on the look on her face, she saw that those tears weren't happy tears.

"Hey, what's wrong? I can go with you if you want." It was obvious that Beca was completely oblivious that I really, but really, didn't want to be around her.

"You are the last person I want to talk to." And with that, I turned around and walked away, still sobbing. I didn't mean to sound so harsh, but I really couldn't deal with Beca right now. Even though I knew it wasn't her fault.

Beca tried to go after me, but Aubrey stopped her. "Haven't you heard what she said? She said that she doesn't want to talk to you."

"What was that about? And why doesn't want Chloe to talk to me?" Beca sounded genuinely confused.

"Figure out yourself." Aubrey spat.

"How can I if you don't let me?!" Beca growled. She stepped forward, ready to do whatever she had in mind to piss the blonde off, but Jesse stopped her.

"Leave it alone Beca. Chloe will come by her senses."

Beca shot Aubrey one last death-glare, but eventually nodded and Jesse scooped her back in his arms. However, Beca's face showed discomfort.

What could have hurt Chloe so much for her to react like that?

xx

The commentator announced that the Barden Bellas were the ICCA winners of this year. Everybody was happy that they won, but when they asked Aubrey where Chloe was, and Aubrey told them she already left, they were shocked. There must have happened something serious, because that isn't a Chloe thing to do. But Aubrey reassured them that there was nothing serious going on. Aubrey told them that Chloe only took a cab back to the hotel because she felt a little nauseous –which wasn't even far from the truth, because she looked like she could throw up any moment and her eyes were red and puffy.- Aubrey said that she said they shouldn't worry about her. Only, everyone missed the sad look that was permanent on Beca's face.

The Bellas decided to head home straight away, because it wasn't the same without Chloe and they all saw the thick tension between Aubrey and Beca. Aubrey would every now and then flash Beca a nasty look and Beca had seriously no idea what was going on. The other Bellas were also taken aback with this change in atmosphere so quickly, but no one dared to ask, not wanting to make the situation worse than it already seemed. Maybe Chloe wasn't sick after all. Apparently there was more than that.

So, to say that the ride to the hotel in the Bella bus was awkward, was also a huge understatement. Instead of celebrating, the Bellas were all sitting quietly in the bus, the questions hanging in the air and dying to be asked and answered. Amy tried to lighten up the mood a little.

"Aca-bitches, we still won right? We beat the Trebles."

But after Aubrey also began glaring at Amy, no one dared to speak up again. And Aubrey was still sending Beca nasty glances.

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My ride to the hotel in the cab was spent at crying, crying and probably more crying. The radio was playing at a low volume in the background. I tried to focus on the music, figuring it would calm me down, but the music couldn't calm me down. When I thought about music, I thought about Beca and when I thought about Beca, I thought about how amazing she is and how in love I am with Beca. But then I was quickly pulled back to real life and I remembered what happened fifteen minutes ago.

I don't even have words to describe what I am feeling. All I knew is that the girl I love beyond words doesn't love me back in the way I wanted to and that broke my heart even more. I could never have Beca the way I wanted to.

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Sometimes, the taxi driver would glance in his mirror to check the girl. He had seen a lot of people sitting in his cab and in his career as a taxi driver there always happened a lot when he was driving people to other places. There were different types of people. There were the creepy ones, happy ones, sad ones, quiet ones, sociable people and broken people. But no one had ever looked as broken as this girl who was sitting in the back of his cab at the moment. He felt sorry for the girl.

"Hey," he spoke up gently. "you need something? I can give you a tissue if you want." He saw the girl nod and he handed her a tissue. The girl let out a small 'thanks' and started cleaning up her face.

When her face was clean of all the mascara that had smudged due to the tears, he spoke up again.

"You want to talk about it? I understand if you won't." but to his surprise, the girl nodded and started talking.

"I'm in college and there is a girl. I'm in an a-capella group with her and we are best friends. But I'm in love with her, from the beginning that we met. I never made a move, because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. She's the type that runs from her problems, y'know? I just couldn't risk it. I thought she might like me back, so I decided to tell her tonight. But after our performance, I saw her kissing someone else."

And that's all the girl said before she started crying again.

"Hey you know?"

"What do I know?"

"I think… I think you should tell her. If she really loves you, she'll choose to stay. But give her some time and space. And if she in the end doesn't choose for you, it's her loss to make a decision like that okay?" he saw the girl smile, but her smile fell quickly.

"Why does it feel it's my loss too?"

"That's how it works. But if you really love her, you fight for her. Show her that you're worth it. But I have to say, and I hate to say this, but if this doesn't work out, you have to let her go."

"But I can still be friends with her right?"

"That's her decision to make. But like I said, if she really loves you, she stays. But maybe she won't. And you have to be prepared for that."

I nodded and sniffed one last time. The taxi driver is right. I will fight for Beca, but maybe I have to let Beca go. And the fact that Beca is in love with Jesse, is making this situation a lot more difficult. But still. I know that letting Beca go is going to be hard, because I'm rather friends with her than not having her in my life at all. And I just want her to be happy. And if that's not with me, then I guess I have to let her go.

But maybe it isn't too late.

How ironic that right in that moment Nelly's 'Just a dream' came on the radio. I thought back that not so long ago, I was standing in front of Beca with the Bellas next to me, singing Just The Way You Are and Beca managed to blend this song perfectly with the other. How painful it was, I softly sung with the radio.

I was thinking 'bout her

Thinking 'bout me

Thinking 'bout us, what we gonna be

Open my eyes

It was only just a dream

So I travelled back down that road,

Will she come back, no one knows

Then I realized

It was only just a dream

"You have a beautiful voice."

"Thanks." And for the first time, the taxi driver saw the girl smile a genuine smile.

I felt relieved after my talk with the taxi driver. I still had a little bit of hope left.

The rest of the drive was spent singing along to whatever song came on the radio and some random chatting. I didn't think about Beca for a while and it felt nice. However, when we arrived at the hotel the Bellas were staying in, I couldn't help but feel a tug in my heart. The taxi driver, who's name's Tony, saw my face fell.

"Good luck, kid. Remember what I said to you." I nodded and thanked him. I paid him and stepped out of the car. Before I walked away I turned around to wave at Tony. The cab drove away and I started walking towards the hotel.

I checked in and opened the room I share with Beca. Shit. Beca. Fortunately the Bellas hadn't arrived yet, but I figured it wouldn't be long before they arrived. I walked in my room and changed into a sleeping outfit. It was past midnight and I was exhausted. At the moment I climbed into my bed, my phone lighted up. I got an text from Beca. I picked up my phone and read the text.

Munchkin: Hey Chlo, you're good? Why did you left? I hope you're okay though. Aubrey said that you didn't feel well but I saw you crying and with the way you snapped at me we both know that you don't feel sick. What's going on? Well I'm sorry if I did something wrong. Would you want to talk tomorrow? You probably want to sleep now. Sleep tight, love you x B

I stared at Beca's text. 'Love you'. But not in that way.

I sighed. I have to respond to Beca's text. I can't shut the girl out. It's not Beca's fault. Beca knows nothing about me having feelings for her. She is just worried about me. So I responded.

Beca frowned at the short text she got from Chloe. What was wrong with her?

Chlo-bear: I'm good, thank you for asking. xo C

Beca quickly sent a text back.

Munchkin: Chlo for serious what's going on?

Chlo-bear: nothing. I'm fine now.

Munchkin: okay, so you obviously don't want to talk. But if you want to, I'm here for you, remember that.

Chlo-bear: thanks becs xo

After I sent my last text message to Beca I tossed and turned in my bed. The bed felt empty without Beca laying next to me. No to mention that the bed was absolutely crap. The Bellas booked the cheapest hotel that they could find, because Amy had spent all our money on booze.

My phone lighted up again, this time because I received a text from Aubrey.

Bree: we arrived at the hotel. And if you're still up for a party, we're holding one in Fat Amy's room. Feel free to join. The midget is on her way to your room. Want me to keep her away?

Chlo: no it's okay Bree. Thank you for the invitation, but no thanks. And about Becs, I can't avoid her forever.

The moment I had sent the text, the door opened and Beca stepped into the room. She undid her shoes and threw her coat off. She saw Chloe laying in bed and crawled next to her. I laid with my back facing Beca and I felt Beca wrapping her arm around my waist and she spooned me from behind. To Beca's surprise, Chloe didn't pull back. Chloe only snuggled closer into Beca's embrace.

"What happened to Jesse?" I whispered so quietly that Beca almost couldn't hear it.

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you supposed to be with him?"

"Not now. You're hurting Chloe. I can see it. He can wait."

After a several minutes I whispered so quietly that I was sure that Beca hadn't heard me.

"Why him, Becs?"

And right after that I passed out from exhaustion. I had no idea, but apparently Beca heard me and answered. Only I never heard what she said.

"I don't know. I just chose him."

Want to let me know what you think? Good or bad, it doesn't matter, please just be honest.

~ bechloeeverywhere