Beca was sitting through another movie afternoon at the Bella's house. She could usually get away with playing on her phone or nominating herself to be in charge of picking up food, but today Chloe had insisted they make use of the delivery service and had Beca glued to the couch since most of her upper body was laying across the brunettes lap. Beca's mind was drifting off thinking about the mass of red curls tickling her thigh, not to mention the same words playing over from the weekend spent in a tent.

One of my biggest regrets is that I didn't do enough experimenting in college.

Chloe was her best friend, surely she was just sharing a thought. But that single thought had been itching at Beca's mind for three weeks now and Chloe just seemed to become more and more close every day.

"Beca," Chloe whispered and turned her head slightly. "Are you paying attention or is my hair really that distracting." The brunette hadn't realised that her thoughts had caused her to play with the curls and her pointer finger had one curled around it completely.

"I'm paying attention," she cleared her throat. Chloe turned in her lap so her back was arching and her breasts were stretching the material of her shirt causing the lace of her bra to be visible.

Shit. Stop staring at her boobs Beca! She's so damn beautiful, I kind of just want to…
"Amy, what time is it?" Chloe asked much louder now.

"Uh, 4:30. We should probably start getting ready for the party tonight. It starts at eight right?"
"That's right, I bought us pre drinks on the way home today." Stacie announced.

The Bella's all started moving toward their rooms to change and Chloe swatted Beca on her butt before throwing her a wide smile and running to her room.

The brunette was dressed and she was about to go down the stairs until she stopped and turned around to the blonde Australian.

"Amy can I ask you a question?"

"Hit me."
Beca took a deep breath and blurted it out faster than she thought possible. "What do you think it means if a friend tells you that they regret not experimenting and then they get really close to you after that even though they were already close in the first place and you sort of think that maybe you want to try something with them because now they are the only thing you can think about. Actually they're all you've thought about because you've secretly had a thing for them since day one." She gasped for air and stared at her roommate who was growing a rather sinister smile. "Why are you smiling like that?"

"Would this person happen to be the little red head who's been hitting on you since the activities fair and you've been too blind to notice."
"Uh no, I was talking about someone else." Beca felt her cheeks flush.

"Funny because Emily was telling me about Chloe's speech to you of wanting to experiment the next morning at camp."
"Okay fine but don't tell her," Beca begged and Amy held her hands up.
"Sworn to secrecy but seriously, like I told you. You're Bloe, you are meant to be together. She has a massive crush on you and all the Bella's can see it."

"Seriously, how have I not seen this?"
"Well you were with Jessie but I guess after you broke up she decided to go with the experimenting speech to tell you she wants you. Just drink up tonight and go with what feels right, even if it scares you."
"What if I make an absolute idiot out of myself?"

"You're Bloe, that wont happen." Amy assured the brunette and ushered her to go down the stairs.

"Beca! Come here, I'm stuck!" Chloe yelled from her room. Beca looked back at Amy.

"All the other Bella's and she chose you. Go save your woman." Amy laughed as she watched the tiny figure run towards the room.

"What's wrong?" She stopped at the door when she saw Chloe in a dress trying to do something behind her whilst yelping.
"I tried doing the zip up but my hair got caught in it and, OUCH! Help please!"
Beca laughed and went to help her untangle herself. She unzipped it slightly freeing the hair and almost stopped breathing when she saw the blue lace of Chloe's bra which put far too many images in her head.

"Thank you, next time I'll just get you to zip me up in the first place."
Or unzip you. Wait, stop. Control your brain woman!
"Uh we should go downstairs, the girls are getting drinks ready."
"Alright, I'm almost done. I'll meet you soon."
This is going to be one crazy night.