A/N Hey everyone, I have written a small story, this is my first Bechloe story that I've published. I can keep this as a one shot or I can turn this into a chapter story... let me know what you think - reviews definitely help me decide, as I want to know who is interested in the story. Thanks in advance! :)

Beca is never one to let others into her personal space. Chloe was the only one who butted her way in. Chloe would always find a reason to hug the smaller girl and she would always snuggle with her during Bella movie nights, which Beca tolerated and secretly didn't mind. But when Chloe moved onto sneaking into Beca's bed, Beca was very surprised.

Chloe didn't say anything, she just opened the door quietly and lay down next to Beca.

Beca opened her eyes as she felt the weight next to her. "Chloe?"

"Just sleep Bec." Chloe whispered.

"Is everything okay?" Beca asked sitting up in concern.

"Everything's fine Beca. I just didn't want to be alone tonight." Chloe replied without getting up.

Beca sighed deeply before lying back down and letting Chloe put an arm around her. Beca stayed on her back and stared at the ceiling, thinking.

That first morning, Beca woke up first with a heavy weight on her chest. The arm was resting over her chest and near Beca's opposite shoulder. Beca smiled and moved a strand of hair from Chloe's eyes, Chloe looked so peaceful. Beca had had a crush on Chloe for a little while, but she didn't think much of it, especially with Chloe's many ways to get into her personal space.

The second time Chloe snuck into her bed, she was again surprised, but this time she didn't say anything. It happened many times that month, nearly every day, and each time Chloe snuggled further and further into Beca's side, and Beca would always pull her closer and hug her, knowing that Chloe wouldn't know whilst she was sleeping.

After 6 months of the nightly routine, neither saying anything at night or during the day, Beca felt closer to the girl. Chloe would still find a reason to hug Beca or get into her personal space. That never changed.

As Beca prepared to have Chloe sleep with her again, she wondered if she should broadcast her feelings for Chloe. Beca waited all night, but Chloe didn't show.

2 weeks pass and Chloe hadn't joined Beca in her bed for sleepovers and Beca was starting to miss the warmth and comfort of Chloe. Her feelings had not subsided like she thought they might when Chloe hadn't turned up. Chloe was still very friendly with Beca, even before this break, as Beca calls it. Chloe still never talked about turning up to Beca's bed each night and Beca never sought an answer, fearing it would cease.

That night, Beca planned to sneak into Chloe's bed if the girl didn't join her first. She missed the red head and she couldn't sleep without her.

At 10pm, Beca resigned to bed and minutes after, she heard Chloe's door close. Beca lay down and waited until midnight, which was when Chloe would normally have joined her.

She got up out of bed, opened and closed her door quietly and walked across the hall. She made her way to Chloe's door. She opened it and gasped in awe as she saw her sleeping angel. I need her, I want her, for the rest of my life, Beca thought.

She tiptoed over and lay next to her. Chloe stirred and her eyes fluttered open, looking at Beca in surprise. Beca knew the question before Chloe could ask it.

Beca gave her a small smile. "I missed you Red." Chloe smiled in return and pulled Beca to her, so she could snuggle.

The next morning, Chloe turned over and looked at a still sleeping Beca. She smiled and whispered. "You are amazing Beca Mitchell. I wish you knew how I felt about you." She got up and proceeded to get ready for the day.