AN: So a lot of my stories are based off of personal experiences. For example, Remembering Lastnight happened when I slept over at my friends house. Her older sister had some friends over as well, don't worry it was between them ;). Anyways so this happened, with slight modification I have turned it into a Bechloe story. This was based off of my point of view, which in turn is Beca's. Eventual Bechloe.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect. But for real if I did, it'll be Bechloe.

The Beca Mitchell has a Dream Girl?

"Dude I can't believe you are taking me mini putting."

"Come on Beca it'll be fun and besides, it's glow in the dark!" Chloe shrieked.

"Oh joy. How long is this gonna take? The bus doesn't come back here again for 3 hours." I tell her.

"Well, it's 18 holes so maybe an hour. And then will get froyo! That doesn't open until 2 though."

"What? It's only 12 now."

"Let's just go inside." She says as she grabs my hand and pulls me through the doors. I pay for us and we grab our clubs and balls. I grab a blue one and Chloe picks a pink one. Typical. We go to the first course and Chloe goes first. She does a nice hit. I step up and place my ball down. I swing at it a little bit too hard and I hit it into a nearby course.

"Beca, next time stay in your lane." She winked at me.

"I can't fucking see the ball." I tell her as I look.

"Oh my gosh!"

"What is it Chlo?"

"Well, you got a hole in one, on the wrong course." She says while laughing.

"That totally counts!" I yell as I mock celebrate.

"Whatever, it's my turn."

We come up to the last hole and I pull out my phone to check the time.

"How is it only 12:20? What the fuck are we supposed to do now?"

"We could go to the movie theatre across the street." Chloe says and she putts her ball, getting it into the hole.

"And see what?" I ask as I finish off.

"There is a new thriller out."

"Dude no, I don't want to see that shit show." I tell her as we return our clubs to the lady. "What about that one with Amy Shumer?"

"Okay, but I'm paying." Chloe says as she links our arms. We walked across the street to the theatre and we buy our tickets and popcorn.

"Looks like we are the only people here. Where do you want to sit?" I ask.

"Let's go to the back." She replies as she drags me up the stairs. She's been dragging me around a lot lately, I'm not complaining though. We sit in the middle of the back row and lift the armrest up. The movie starts. Apart from the occasional giggle coming from Chloe, we are silent throughout the movie. About halfway through Chloe starts to snuggle up to me. I'm suddenly engulfed by Chloe's scent. My breath hitches and she lays her head on my chest. We stay like that through the entire movie. When the credits roll Chloe stands up and pulls me up. As we walk out of the cinema I wrap my arm around her waist, I feel her falter a bit. I turn my head when I hear someone cooing.

"Awe, how long have you girls been together?" An elderly lady asks.

"We're not together." Chloe sighs. Wait, she sighed? What? Is she just annoyed or...?

"Well you should be. You look really cute together." The lady says.

"Thank you." I said as she walked away. "You okay Chlo?" I ask as I pull her tighter.

"Yea, I'm fine." She sighs. What is with her sighing?

"You sure? You seem annoyed."

"No I'm not annoyed, just a bit bothered." She says as we leave the theatre.

"Why? Chloe, you can tell me anything, you know that." I assure her. She stops walking.

"It just, uh, there's this girl I like, You know what? Never mind." She says shivering. It's gotten cold. I engulf her into a hug, pulling her tight into me to keep her warm.

"Chloe, please tell me."

"This girl, she's been in my life for years. Our friendship means so much to me and I don't want mess it up. If she can't be mine then I'll settle as friends. I just don't want to lose yo-her."

"Chloe, I know how you feel, I made a mistake of dating Jesse. I wasted three years of my life on a boy I didn't even love the way I was supposed to. I continued dating him because I was ashamed of who I was. I pushed the thought of being anything but straight out of head. It took me acting like a sputtering idiot around Kommisar to realize that this is who I am. I learned that my sexuality doesn't define me. I can be bisexual and still be the same Beca. Okay–god I'm rambling, point is, I wasted three years of what I could have been with the girl of my dreams because I was afraid. I'm telling you that you need to suck it up and tell the girl, because I'm sure you wasted too much of your life and your happiness in self-doubt. And if she doesn't appreciate you, then that's her problem. She doesn't know how special you are."

"What if she doesn't want me. And wait, Beca Effin Mitchell has a girl of her dreams. Oh my god, who is she?"

"She will want you. She'd be fucking crazy if she didn't. Look at you, you're talented, pretty, caring and you've got a smile that would light up the room. If she turns you down, send her my way because I will take her out. Nobody hurts my Chlo-bear and gets away with it." I tell her as a step back and grab her hand and squeeze it. "And, I just need to suck the fuck up and tell my girl I want her. But, considering the fact that she has another girl in mind it'll be hard." I mumble the last part to myself. We walk hand and hand to the bus stop and wait for the bus. I pull out my phone and see that I have 3 new text messages,1 missed call and a voicemail. I see that the call and voicemail are from Stacie. I listen to the voicemail.

"Hey BM it's Stacie, some of the girls are in town and we are heading to the roller rink tonight at 8. You and Chloe are coming end of discussion. Okay well, I got to get back to my boy toy of the day, I'll see you tonight. Bye! Love ya!" I end the voicemail and shoot her a text telling her that we are good for tonight. I tell Chloe about roller skating and she just nods. I check my text messages. One from Emily, one from Fat Amy and one from my dad.

Emily: CR just came over and she won't leave the new Bellas alone. She's all over them. Like, legit. She's holding on to Melissa's ass as we speak. What do I do?

I reply to Emily and tell her to tell CR to back off and that she's engaged. I check the one from Fat Amy next.

Fat Amy: What is the 14th ingredient in my Jungle Juice? Is it Captain Morgan or Kraken?

I laugh and tell her that it is, in fact Kraken. I check my last message.

Dad: Hey Beca, I'm going to Nebraska with Sheila to see her parents next week.

I tell him okay and put my phone away. I look over at Chloe and notice her deep in in thought. I squeeze her hand and she snaps out of it and gives me a smile, it seems forced though. Before I have a chance to question her the bus comes. By the time we get back to our apartment Chloe is all smiles again. She goes into the kitchen to cook dinner while I jump in the shower. When I'm done in the shower I wrap my hair in a towel and throw on my robe and head into the kitchen.

"Hey Becs, dinner is ready."

"Cool, thanks." I say as a grab plate from her and sitting at the breakfast bar next to her. We talk about tonight and we take bets on who is going to be there. "Well Emily says CR was at the Bella house harassing the new Bellas. So I'm going to say Emily, CR, Stacie and Fat Amy."

"I think that it will be CR, Stacie, Flo and Fat Amy. I don't think Emily would be able to make it. I think you are right about Cynthia Rose though." Chloe says.

"Damn straight. I'm always right. What are we betting?" I ask.

"Hmm. Back to our convo earlier I think whoever loses has to tell the girl they want her first."

"Dude, you are actually really evil right now. I better win then."

"Thanks." She chirps as she grabs out plates and puts them in the washing machine. I return to the bathroom and take off my robe. I go to grab my underwear when the bathroom door swings open.

"Dude! Get out!" I jump and struggle to pull my underwear up.

"It not like I haven't seen it before." She winks. "I mean there was the shower incident in your freshman year, then the two occasions when I walked in on you banging Jesse in sophomore year. Also the summer going in to junior year I walked in on you masturbating. And that time during Christmas break I walked in on you banging that chick from the bar. Oh and in senior year when you were drunk and you banged Stacie. How many times did you do that agin? Oh ya 4. All I which I had to walk in on you. Don't even get me started when you were masturbating at the end of Senior year and I heard you moan K–" I cut her off by covering her mouth. Once I make sure she isn't going to start again, I remove my hand and put my bra on. "Well anyways I'm going to just jump in the shower. You can continue getting ready in here." I turn around after hearing her and see her standing there stark naked.

"How the fuck did you get undressed so fast?" I ask bewildered. She just shrugs and slides the curtain across. I sigh and plug in my hair dryer. I always get ready in my bra and underwear that way I don't spill shit on my clothes. I grab my round brush and blow dry my hair. By the time I'm done drying my hair Chloe steps out of the shower. I plug in my hair curler. While I'm waiting I split my hair into sections. Chloe appears next to me just dressed in her bra and underwear as well. I curl my hair as she dries hers. I leave the curling iron plugged in because I know she will use it. I grab my make up bag and start putting my make up on. Chloe quickly curls her hair and then does her make up as well. I grab the hair spray and spray my hair and Chloe's. We spray our perfume and walk into our bedrooms to get dressed. I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans and a low cut band shirt. I grab a pair of black high heels and shove some socks in my bag along with my iPod, phone, wallet and headphones. I walk out the room to see Chloe dressed. My breath hitches. Luckily Chloe doesn't notice. She's wearing a pair of black leggings, a blue blouse that matches her eyes and black high heels. "Ready?" I ask.

"For sure! Let's go babe." She grabs my hand and pulls me out the door. I lock up and we walk to the bus stop hand and hand.

"Chloe, what were you thinking about earlier? You were so deep in thought."

"Just stuff." She replies.

"I don't believe you one bit." I tell her. "Chlo, please tell me."

"I've seen the way you are with me. You only open up to me, you don't treat anyone else the way you treat me. Why is that?"

"Because the way I treat you is how you deserve to be treated, if not better. You're something special Chlo, don't forget that." I reply as we get on the bus.

AN: Well that's it for this chapter. I am honestly so sorry for going ghost, I switched schools a month into the year because of bullying but I'm back now. Anyways, as usually feedback is appreciated.

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