She Waited Up For Me

Look, she'll admit. It wasn't the smartest idea on her behalf.

But come on. When your cousin seems to be in deep shit, you interfere.

And in this situation, Beca chose to interfere via a left hook.

Beca held her hand close, wincing as it pulsed from the punch she delivered to that creepy old Tonehanger.

And what a total creep, he was.

Chloe's mouth gaped open and before she knew it, she was rushing down the steps towards the girl. "Beca, what the hell?!" She heard herself exclaiming as she faced the brunette. Taking hold of the injured hand, she ran her eyes across it for any injuries.

Suddenly Beca rushed out of her grasp and then before anyone could comprehend, the window to the building had smashed through.

And that's when the real shit went down.

"Jesse what's happening?" Aubrey asked, Chloe standing to her side.

"Beca's going to prison, that's what's happening." He answered distractedly, as he kept glancing over his shoulder to his cousin who was being shoved into the back of a police car. "God, she's an idiot."

"Hey now, she was sticking up for you." Chloe found herself defending the girl. She watched as Jesse began furrowing his brows before nodding.

"Guess you're right." He said. "But... she's still an idiot."

"What's happening now?" Aubrey questioned, pointing towards the boy's cousin.

"Not sure. Guess I need to make a phone call," He replied, with a sigh. He reached into his pocket before glancing back at them. "You guys head on back to Barden. I got this." He reassured.

"Thanks for bailing me out." Beca said gratefully, as her and Jesse made their way out of the building.

Shrugging, Jesse glanced over to her, "Well, I didn't."

Dr. Mitchell stood waiting at the end of the path, a glare on his face directed at his daughter.

"Oh my god, why?" The brunette turned to her cousin. "Just why did you call my dad?"

"They were putting you in handcuffs, Bec-"

"Well that doesn't mean you call my dad of all people." Beca argued back, outraged. Sighing, she scurried her way over to her father's car.

"Dad." She tipped her head at him, keeping her eyes downcast.

Shaking his head, he opened to door to the passenger seat. "Get in."

"It's not a big deal-" She tried but was cut off by Dr. Mitchell.

"But it is Bec!" He exclaimed, sitting in the driver's seat. "I get a call in the middle of the night, telling me my only daughter got arrested for destruction of property!"

"Oh my god." Beca mumbled under her breath before sitting up and facing him. "It was a misunderstanding! I was protecting Jesse, protecting my friends. Putting myself out there, 'making memories' as you like to say-"

"If you think I'm paying for you to go to L.A. after a stunt like this, then you can think again."

"Are you serious!?" Beca's eyes widened. "Don't you not want to hear what I have to say?"

"Not tonight I don't."

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" Jesse asked as they stood outside Baker Hall.

"Yeah. Just... it's whatever."

"Man, I'm so sorry Bec." He said, rubbing his hand on his neck.

Beca only shrugged. "I'll see you tomorrow Jesse."

"You guys waited up for me?" Beca questioned to the array of Bellas scattered around her dorm room.

"Of course, we waited up for you!" The redhead to her right piped up, scooting forward to the edge of the bed. Beca felt her heart swell in her chest - not sure if it was from the Bellas waiting for her or rather the redheaded girl staring back at her.

Snapping out of their gaze, Beca found her roommate staring daggers at her. "They've been here for hours. It's a real inconvenience, Beca."

And then she shoved her way past.

Beca found her lips twisting into a small smirk as she turned back to her group of misfits. Hooking a thumb over her shoulder, she then grimaced, "My roommate everyone. She's awesome."

"I can see that." Aubrey chimed in. Snapping her hands together, she grabbed the attention of the Bellas. "Now that we're thankful to have Beca back. I'm calling an emergency Bella meeting-"

Beca rolled her eyes as she slumped her way towards her desk chair. She zoned out whatever it was Aubrey was saying, instead deciding to boot up her software.

"Beca, are you even listening?" Aubrey asked. Beca could hear that the blonde was trying to sound casual, but deep inside she was probably murdering her.

"Want the honest answer or no?"

"My dad always said honesty was the best policy." Aubrey piped in.

"Okay," Beca spun around in her chair, "I was listening." She answered.

Obviously, she lied.

"As I was saying," Aubrey glared at her, not fully believing, "The Sockapellas nearly beat us. So, we need to gear up if we wish to reach Finals-"

"Or..." Beca chimed up, "We could try a new approach?"

"Oh, enough with this already!" Aubrey snapped, but Beca was having none of it.

"Wait, just listen. The reason why the sock puppets nearly beat us was because they weren't afraid to be different. That's what we need to do; take risks. Sing new songs."

From the bed, Cynthia Rose shuffled forward, "Beca's right. The Trebles never sing the same song twice."

"The audience love the Trebles!" Beca exclaimed. "Look, I've been working on this-" She faced her setup, "It's an arrangement I've been working on-" Suddenly Beca got a whiff of familiar perfume and glancing to her right, she found Chloe to be standing there.

"I didn't know you were into this." She said, amazed.

"Yeah."

Just as Beca begun playing her arrangement, Aubrey abruptly hit the power off button to the equipment. "You've caused enough distractions tonight Beca. And as the leader, I hold the pitch pipe which means I am in control." She reminded. Turning to face the group, she addressed to them, "From now on, your sole focus is on this group. Not school, not boyfriends or whatever. We are winning this year and I will make sure of it." Pointing towards the door, she strutted her way out, the Bellas quickly following.

That is for one.

"Is there something wrong?" Beca asked, with furrowed brows.

Shaking her head, Chloe smiled. "Nope."

Beca's face twisted into confusion, "Okay..." She trailed off as she made her way towards the closet. Opening it, her eyes flickered across her range of clothes, zoning in on her sweatpants and flannel. Grabbing the items, she closed the door only to find Chloe gazing at her equipment.

"You alright?"

Snapping her head up, Chloe gave a lazy nod, "Yeah." As Beca made her way over, she motioned to her setup. "This is really cool."

"Yeah?" Beca grinned.

"Uh huh." Chloe smiled. "I think my brother used to have one of these." She said, tipping her head at the DJ controller. "He wasn't very good at it." She then confessed before turning to Beca and saying in a low voice, "But don't tell him that."

Chuckling, Beca reached over her to power on the setup. "Hey, why don't you have a go at it?" She suggested, while backing away. "I'm just gonna go shower real quick."

"Maybe I should join you?" Chloe teased without batting an eyelash. Beca only smirked.

"You're more than welcome." Beca found herself teasing back- or was that verging on the line of flirting?

She chose not to question it.

20 minutes later, Beca opened the door to her dorm only to find an engrossed redhead sitting at her desk.

Chloe had Beca's large headphones placed over her ears as she bobbed along to the music.

Beca made her way over to her bed, taking a seat at the edge, an amused smile on her face.

Chloe looked adorable, she thought.

After what felt like hours, Chloe finally noticed her appearance, and nearly jumping off the chair in the process. "Jesus!" She screamed, pulling the headphones off. "How long have you been staring like a creeper."

"Long enough to know that you've figured this out." Beca replied, circling her hand at the laptop screen.

Uncharacteristically, Chloe lowered her gaze, "Well... I'm still learning."

"You're pretty good."

"Really?" Chloe gazed back up, a shy smile on her face. "I'm actually stuck on something." She admitted.

"What is it?"

"Umm..." Turning in the chair, Chloe pointed at the screen, "I've been playing around and learning how to use this, but I'm stuck on what I could do with this song."

Leaning forward, Beca saw that 'Just The Way You Are' was loaded onto one of the decks. Reaching over, she unplugged the headphones before clicking on the spacebar.

As they listened through the song, Beca bobbed her head along to the song, tapping her foot and fingers to the beat.

The out of nowhere, she leaned over, typed a song into the search bar before loading it onto the opposite deck. Nelly's 'Just A Dream' began playing simultaneously over Bruno's vocals.

Chloe's mouth morphed into a beaming grin as she watched the brunette work her magic. And when the chorus came up, she couldn't help but sing along.

When the song came to an end, she turned to face Beca fully, "That was amazing!"

"Thanks, Chloe." Beca grinned, sitting back onto her bed.

Shaking her head, Chloe bounced up from the seat, recklessly throwing herself beside the girl. "No, I mean it!" She cheered, excitedly waving her hands around. "That was so cool! If only we could do that."

"We could." Beca said, sitting up. "If somehow, we could open up Aubrey's eyes to this, we could change the face of acapella histor- wow, that sounded so queerballs." She interrupted herself, getting up from her bed.

"Yeah." Chloe said, half in a daze.

Slouching into the desk chair, she looked at Chloe to find her suddenly grinning manically back.

"What's with that look?"

"I'm not sure how you actually convinced me to do this." Beca said, lying back against her record shelf. A bottle of beer in her left hand.

"I've got these super powers-" Chloe replied. And turning to face the girl, she pulled out her puppy dog eyes and pout.

Twisting over to stare back, Beca's eyes flickered between the girl's bright blues before she found herself nodding.

"You got me there."

"This is so stupid." Beca declared, as the pair sat facing each other on her bed.

"No, it's not." Chloe argued. "It's mandatory for sleepovers."

"I'm still trying to understand how this sleepover happened." Beca deadpanned.

"I mentioned alcohol."

"Fair point." Beca tipped her head before taking a sip of said alcohol in her hand. Feeling some of it dribble onto her chin, she reached her hand up to swipe it away. "So, what now?" She asked, taking another quick sip.

"We talk about boys."

Rolling her eyes, Beca grimaced, "Oh for fucks sake."

"Come on Beca..." Chloe singed in a teasing tone, "There must be some guy out there that you like."

Scrunching her face up, Beca shook her head. "Nope."

She failed to notice the sudden look of excitement on the redhead's face.

"Really?" Chloe teased. "How about Benji?"

"Ew. He's like a little brother."

"Donald."

"Seriously?"

"Okay... How about Luke."

"What? Ew- wait how do you even know Luke?" Beca queried, raising an eyebrow.

"We took a few classes together." Chloe replied, taking a drink. "We also may have dated back in Freshman year." She confessed, a tiny smirk on her face as she watched as the brunette's own face morphed into one of disgust.

"Dude, really?" Beca said. "You could have done so much better than him."

"Really?" Chloe inwardly gleed, shifting ever so subtly so that their knees were touching.

"Yeah. I mean..." Pausing, Beca brought her eyes to the redhead's. "He can't even get my name right. It's Becky this, Becky that. Never Beca."

"He's not so bad once you get to know him." Chloe shrugged.

"Can we like... Not talk about my boss."

"He's not really your boss though."

"He kinda is." Beca retorted back. "Anyway. How about we not talk about him."

"If you wish to." Chloe said. Suddenly she started bouncing in place, her beer spilling onto the bedsheet.

"Dude, do you mind?"

"We should play truth or dare!"

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah, we should play it!"

"But... there's only two of us?" Beca tried to question.

"Which makes it only more exciting!" Chloe cheered, her voice beginning to slightly slur. Beca caught this and slyly grinned.

"Why, why. Looks like you're rather tipsy, Miss Beale."

"And so are you, Miss Mitchell."

"Oh, I doubt it."

Smirking, Chloe leaned towards her, whispering into her ear, "How about we change that?" And with that, she scooted up from the bed, grabbing another two beers before connecting her phone up to Beca's speakers.

"Truth or dare, Beca Mitchell?"

"This is so stupid." She slurred out, shaking her head. Reaching out for her beer on the desk, she brought it to her lips. "Truth."

"Pussy."

"What was that?" Beca said, sitting up straight.

"I said you're a pussy."

Beca sat with her mouth agape. But after a few moments passed by, a sly smirk slowly crept onto her face and shrugging, she smoothly replied, "Well, you are what you eat."

"Wait..." Chloe halted in place. "You're-"

"Gay?" Beca finished. "Yeah," She nodded. Setting her drink down, she turned to face Chloe, a now worried look on her features. "That doesn't bother you does it?" She feared.

"No..." Chloe shook her head, "Not at all." Before clarifying, "I'm bi."

They weren't sure if it was the alcohol that was making them be so open tonight, but by god, was it not going to end now.

"So..." Beca perked up, "Truth."

"Oh!" Chloe sat up straight. "First kiss?"

"That's such a cliché question, Beale." Beca teased, "Uhh... It was when I was 16 with this girl called Madeline, I think. Not sure what happened, just remember it ended with us making out after some high school party."

"Ohh, a high school party?" Chloe smirked, "Someone was a little rebel."

"Oh, you know it," Beca winked. "Anyway, your turn."

"Truth-"

"-and you called me a pussy."

"Shut up," Chloe stuck her tongue out at her.

"Okay... When did you lose your virginity?"

"And you called mine a cliché." Chloe piped back, using the girl's words. Beca sent her a mock glare.

"Hmm-" Shifting so that they were sitting side by side, Chloe pretended to think. "When I was 17. It was with my boyfriend at the time, Craig-"

"Craig?" Beca interrupted. "Nice name."

"-yeah, yeah, whatever. But yeah, we both decided we were ready." Chloe finished, taking a sip of her beer before twisting to face Beca.

"Would you ever kiss one of the Bellas?"

Beca's eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"Would you ever kiss a Bella?" Chloe repeated, her voice wavering slightly from her alcohol state.

Beca gave her an amused smile, "I don't recall saying the word truth."

"I know," Chloe drunk giggled. "I'm just curious."

"Well... sure." Beca said. Seeing Chloe's confused face, she shrugged, "I'd kiss a Bella. I mean, there isn't some kind of code that says you can't."

"Which Bella would you kiss?" Chloe nagged on.

"Fuck, I don't know." Beca sighed, taking a large gulp of her beer.

"Would you kiss me?" Chloe dared to ask, her eyes boring into the side of Beca's.

Opening her mouth to answer, Beca found herself being at a loss for words. "I-"

Chloe's face fell as the silence lasted. She hid it by bringing the bottle to her lips and taking a sip.

"I would."

And cue Chloe's automatic choke response.

She turned her head to hopes of finding Beca's eyes, only to instead watch as the girl stared ahead at her roommate's bed.

"Beca?"

Humming, Beca's eyes didn't leave the TV mounted onto the wall opposite her.

"Truth or dare?"

Pausing for a few moments, Beca tapped her finger along the beer bottle before clearing her throat.

"Dare."

Feeling shuffling at her side, Beca almost flinched as hot air washed over her ear as the words "kiss me," sent shivers down her spine.

The light humming of the music surrounded them, the air thick with tension as Chloe waited in anticipation for the brunette's actions. She wasn't sure what made her ask, but at this point she didn't care.

Beca sat, lost in thoughts.

How did they get here? She wondered.

Sure, she had a nagging feeling that she was developing a crush on the redhead but never in her life did she think she would get to act on it.

And in her hazed state, Beca couldn't find a reason to object.

Plus...

A dare's a dare, am I right?

Chloe took the silence as a sign of rejection. "I- uh..." Awkwardly clearing her throat, she set her bottle to the side. "I should probably get going-" She pointed towards the door.

Scooting forward, she moved her feet to the floor, about to stand only to find a hand to wrap around her from behind, tugging her back.

Chloe found herself beside Beca once again, only this time Beca had her arm around her waist and was leaning in.

Just before their lips met, Chloe smirked.

XxX

Eh, I'm not super stoked with this. But here it is anyway, if you somehow liked this, let me know!

Also, I'm thinking about making just one story where I'd upload any one-shots I write with these guys. If you'd like that, just let me know.

Sorry for any mistakes.