Not Over You, a pitch perfect fanfic

Dreams
That's where I have to go
To see your beautiful face anymore
I stare at a picture of you
And listen to the radio

"You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium." The tiny brunette lied down in her bed and reached beneath her pillow. She pulled out a faded picture with her and a familiar redhead. A salty tear made its way down her cheek and she reached over to the radio and cranked up the volume much to Kimmy Jin's dismay. Sighing, she placed the picture underneath the pillow and grabbed the bear Chloe had gotten for her and drifted off to the one place where Chloe was still in Barden with her.

Hope
Hope there's a conversation
Where we both admit we had it good
But until then
It's alienation I know
That much is understood
And I realize

She's back in town for a meeting and invites you for a cup of coffee. Now couldn't be the worst time. You've finally managed to get the redhead off of your mind and now, much like she did in the shower, she destroys your carefully constructed walls and messes with your mind.

There's the normal small talk. The cliché how are you's, talk about weather. She's had her breakthrough she says. Her company is giving her a promotion but she has to move back to Atlanta. You both finish your caramel macchiatos and she checks her watch and leaves. On her way out she gives you a peck on the cheek and the feelings you've missed for the past year come rushing back in. You sigh. Dammit Mitchell, you defintitely are not over her. Fucking fantastic.

Damn
Damn girl you do it well
And I thought you were innocent
Took this heart and put it through hell
And still your magnificent

Her fiery red hair, stunning blue eyes, they all scream and shout innocence. However you soon find out that she is anything but innocent. She's at one of your gigs and afterwards you look for her. But you find her pushed up against a wall by Tom, her ex, kissing. Your eyes lock with her bright blue ones and you find anger and regret in them. She pushes Tom off of her and opens her mouth to utter the cliché phrase "I can explain" but you're already long gone. You both spend the next month cooped up in your dorm rooms crying your eyes out. In other words, the next month is spent in hell.

I, I'm a boomerang
Doesn't matter how you throw me
Turn around
And I'm back in the game
Even better than the old me
But I'm not even close without you

There's a girl interning at the station named Cameron. She's pretty, yes, but she's nothing compared to Chloe. But you ask her on a date anyways. This relationship is different though. Instead of being a closed off asshole, you become the sweet, open, girlfriend everyone wants. But after a month Cameron finds you kissing some slut who looks an awful lot like Chloe and breaks it off.

And if I had the chance
To renew
You know there isn't a thing I wouldn't do
I could get back on the right track
But only if you'd be convinced
So until then

Everyday. Everyday you wonder what Chloe would have said if you had let her explain. But being the coward you are, you left the building in record and cut off all connection with the redhead until her graduation. She whispers a shaky goodbye and the next day she's on a plane on her way to new York.

If you ask me how I'm doin
I would say I'm doin just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out
And I sit down
At a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what I say
I'm, not over you
Not over you
Not over you
You both go home on a Tuesday night. Beca in her Barden dorm and Chloe in her New York City apartment. You both take a seat at your table and across from you there's an empty seat. Sighing you both realize, you're not over each other.