My first Bechloe fanfic! Hope it's not a complete failure... I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of the characters.


Beca runs up to Jesse immediately following our amazing performance at the ICCAs. She kisses him with such passion and I know in that instant that they were made for each other- which is why, while the rest of the Bellas go running into the audience to celebrate, I scamper off to the bathroom, blinded by my tears.

I had never realized that I wanted Beca to be mine so badly. Sure I found her adorable and was dying to get through to the real her ever since that first day I saw her at the activities fair; something I thought I was doing a great job at until now. Beca seemed to be okay with letting me in, for anyone else it was an impossible feat but after I got through to her, I thought we were onto something. I guess not. Jesse hadn't even been a threat to my relationship with Beca! I knew he was crushing on her, but Jesse always wound up trying to force his interests on Beca and change her into something she wasn't. He couldn't accept that she didn't like movies and always insisted they watch a plethora of them each time they hung out. I figured Beca wouldn't fall for his scheme, no matter how nice of a person he seemed to be, I assumed she could see that he was kind of self-centered. I was sadly mistaken.

It's so unlike me to even be this affected by being rejected. Usually whenever something like this happens, I can just hook up with Tom in the girls' showers to get over it. Tom has always just been there as a booty-call, something to get me through the hard times and he readily accepted that agreement when I explained it to him. Gosh, some college guys are so shallow- but after that night in the showers with Beca, Tom just wasn't enough anymore. I was embarrassed by being caught with him and wish he would have just stayed in the stall while I sang with Beca. He definitely put a damper on the moment we were having. Who knows what would have happened between me and Beca if he hadn't have been there? Titanium is my lady jam, after all. Just another thing for me to fantasize about on those lonely nights…

Once I reach the restroom of the auditorium, I lock myself in a stall and begin to sob. I was so sure Beca was as attracted to me as I was to her. Where could I have gone wrong? Hadn't she gotten any of my hints!? I wasn't trying to be subtle, what with all the cuddling, drunken closeness and claiming we would be "fast friends", staring at her as I sang 'Just the Way You Are', demanding I show her exactly how to do the choreo- even after she clearly got it… Not once did she ever object to it and I often caught her returning the flirting! Had she been stringing me along?

Just then there's a knock at my stall door.

"Chlo, is that you?" The familiar voice of my best friend in the entire world, Aubrey, immediately begins to calm me.

"Hey Aub," I say as I reach to unlock the door. As soon as she steps in, an expression of concern washes across her face.

"Chloe! What's wrong? You should be happy, we just won the ICCAs! Our dream," then, after mentally going through the moments following our victory, Aubrey realizes what had upset me. "Oh Chloe… it's okay. Hey, come here." I lean into her embrace as we sit in the dingy stall, something I would never expect Aubrey to be okay with. "I'm sure Beca was just really excited about the performance and you know Jesse has really been pressuring her into a relationship and after their fight and everything her emotions were probably out of whack. I'm not trying to get your hopes up or anything, but I really don't think she was meant for Jesse. You'll see."

Aubrey has just verbalized all my thoughts and as much as I want to believe them, after all they are what I've been thinking, I realize how wishful they actually are. Beca isn't a spontaneous person and chances are she had been planning on kissing Jesse for a while. Still though, I don't want to seem like such a Debbie Downer after such an amazing victory so I swallow my sorrows and let out a small smile.

"Thanks Aub, you're probably right. And at the very least, I want Beca to continue being my friend so I'll just let it go for now. And anyways, how could I be upset after that aca-awesome performance!?" Just like that, I'm back to my cheery, bubbly self. On the outside at least, that is.