Crush Chapter 1, a pitch perfect fanfic

A/N: Another Pitch Perfect fic coming your way. This is going to be a two-chapter fic. It's a little different from what I'm used to writing, I hope you guys like it, either way let me know, I appreciate the feedback. Feel free to send through prompts if you have any.

As usual please leave a review letting me know what you thought of this chapter and the story so far. Enjoy :-) Jarrad

Taking a seat, Beca runs her fingers softly along the ivory keys, she doesn't even know why she came to the auditorium, it just makes her think about a certain senior, but she's here now so she should just make use of the piano like she normally does.

After a short while she notices herself playing the chords to a mix that has been swirling around in her head for the past few weeks, before too long the brunette's thoughts begin to drift to the night the Bellas found their sound, a smile forms on her lips as she effortlessly transitions into 'Just the Way You Are' by Bruno Mars.

Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shinin'
Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful and I tell her everyday
Yeah, I know, I know when I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so sad to think that she don't see what I see
But every time she asks me "Do I look okay?"
I say

A smile appears on Beca's face when she begins imagining the woman who is never far from her thoughts, her hair in an effortless ponytail, keeping her hair out of her face while she rehearses with the rest of the Bellas, but leaving loose curls at the front, framing her gorgeous features. Beca always finds herself drawn to the older woman's eyes.

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change 'cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are
Yeah

Beca looks over to the whiteboard, thinking back to the co-captains Aubrey and Chloe showing the group the choreography to the outdated setlist they would eventually perform at regionals.

Her lips, her lips, I could kiss them all day if she'd let me
Her laugh, her laugh she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's so beautiful, and I tell her everyday

Biting her lip, the brunette almost hears the senior's laugh ringing in her ears, the first time she heard her laugh Beca knew she wanted to hear it again and again, the way the corner of her eyes wrinkles just the slightest when she laughs is something she finds to be adorable, just one of the many small things she noticed about the older woman.

Oh you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change
If perfect's what you're searching for then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking if you look okay, you know I'll say

It almost pains her to think that the woman who plays a leading role in her dreams doesn't realise she's perfect, just the way she is.

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause, girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are

Beca is too caught up in her rendition of the song to hear the auditorium door opening and closing, a redhead takes a few steps in the door and smiles as she listens to the brunette singing.

The way you are
The way you are
Girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are

Chloe wants to join in but instead bites her tongue and stays quiet, content with watching Beca playing and singing with a smile on her face, she seems so happy. She has always loved hearing the younger woman sing, ever since their encounter in the showers. Chloe drags her bottom lip through her teeth at the memory, seeing the brunette naked for the first time, wanting to reach out and run her fingers along the brunette's inked skin.

Yeah

Chloe shakes her head when she finally realises that the auditorium is now silent, she looks to the piano to see Beca looking down at her lap, her cascading hair blocking her face from the senior's view. The redhead begins to silently make her way over to the piano but stops in her tracks when Beca begins to play another song.

Letting out a sigh, Beca gives into the feelings that are threatening to overwhelm her and begins to sing 'You Deserve Better' by James Arthur.

I'm just not sure my heart is working
And yours is beating double time
Deep down you know I ain't even worth it
Is not enough babe, all I do is make you cry

Like oo-woah, oo-woah oh
I know, I do this every time
Like oo-woah, I know
That I just got to say what's on my mind

You deserve better, better, better than me
Might be what you want, but I'm not what you need
You're better, better than you even realise
You deserve better, better, better than me
Might be what you want, but I want you to see
You're better off without me in your life

Beca can't continue like this, she can't keep having feelings for someone who she could never be with, someone who deserves a hell of a lot more than she can give her.

And I hope you find somebody else
That will love you like nobody else
And I hope she gives you something real
Oh, I love you still
But you deserve better, better, better, better

The brunette knows the woman who she has fallen for will graduate later in the year and move on with her life. She will forget all about Beca, she will meet someone and get married, have children and live the wonderful life Beca knows she's destined to have.

Give up on me coz babe, I'm hopeless
The more it hurts the more you try
You know I loved, I just never showed it
It will be too late when you're with some other girl

She knows she's closed off from everyone, that very few people have seen past her spiky exterior and seen Beca for who she really is, but she's glad the senior is one of those people.

Like oo-woah, oo-woah oh
I know, I do this every time
Like oo-woah, I know
That I just got to say what's on my mind

She knows that the older woman returns her feelings, but Beca can't be there for her, she knows she can't possibly be the person she's meant to be with.

And I hope you find somebody else
That will love you like nobody else
And I hope she gives you something real
Oh, I love you still
But you deserve better, better, better, better

Might be what you want, but not what you need, baby
Oh yeah

Beca is starting to find it hard to sing, her throat tightening but she needs to finish the song, for herself, so she can begin to let go.

As much as it kills Beca to think it, she knows it's true, that the other woman will be better off with someone else. She knows the senior will get over her and move onto someone else, someone worthy of her love.

And I hope you find somebody else
That will love you like nobody else
And I hope she gives you something real
Oh, I love you still
But you deserve better, better, better, better

Beca chokes out the last few words, her hands fall still on the keys and she bows her head, her eyes squeezed shut as she fights back tears.

"That was beautiful Beca." The brunette's hairs stand up on the back of her neck as she hears the redhead walking towards her.

How did I not hear her come in?

"Umm…how long have you been there?" She asks timidly, turning away from the redhead as she quickly wipes at her cheeks, wiping away a few stray tears that escaped.

"Long enough." Chloe says gently as she places her bag down on the floor alongside the piano and takes a seat on the stool beside Beca.

Beca lets out a groan, "You weren't meant to hear that…"

"Why? I thought they were both beautiful renditions."

"Both?" Beca squeaks out, she shakes her head, embarrassed that the senior heard her singing while in such a raw state.

"Yeah, I came in to while you were singing 'Just the Way You Are', I didn't want to interrupt, you looked really happy." The redhead pauses, "I like seeing you happy Becs." Beca shrugs, not trusting her voice to sound natural and not choked up.

The two women sit in silence for a short while before Beca speaks, "Why are you here? Don't you have Russian Lit in like…" Beca looks to her phone, "Thirty minutes?"

"I realised I had left my notebook here yesterday after practice, I came to pick it up on the way to class." The redhead answers, "I was surprised to find the door to the auditorium unlocked when I arrived though, what with Bree being at home and all, but then I heard you singing, so I knew someone hadn't broken in."

"I like to come and play sometimes, it helps to clear my head." Beca looks to the older woman and Chloe nods knowingly.

"Becs?" Chloe asks gently, watching as the brunette's fingers play a tune on the piano keys, "Is that how you feel?" Beca hums in response, not looking up from the ivory keys, "That you're not good enough…?"

Beca's fingers still, she slowly turns and lifts her gaze, looking into the baby blue eyes of the woman beside her, she nods her head slightly, "I'm not…" Beca says meekly.

"Aww Becs…you're more than good enough." Chloe coos, wrapping her arm around the brunette's shoulders she pulls her into her side, Beca shrugs, "I've known Bree since freshman year and honestly Beca, she has never looked at anyone the way she looks at you, I know you would make her happy. And as far as you not being good enough for her is concerned, you have nothing to worry about, Bree needs someone who won't bend under her…" Chloe trails off, seemingly looking for the right word.

"Glare? The immense amount of pressure she puts on others to be at her level? Or maybe the tyrannical regime Bree calls her life?" Beca offers with a smirk, Chloe chuckles and playfully slaps the younger girl's arm, "Hey, you know I'm only joking, I like Bree's drive and determination."

"You didn't back down when you said we had to change the setlist, you didn't let Bree steam roll you, you pushed back." Chloe smiles at the younger woman, "You're what Bree needs, someone who will stand up to her, call her out on her shit when required, but also someone who will help her open up, to relax."

Beca shrugs, "Even if that's true, you both graduate this year Chlo, she's going to go off into the real world, start a career and forget all about us, well not you, you're her best friend, but me…I'm just a freshman she let into the Bellas because she was desperate to rebuild." Beca drops her head and sniffs, "Bree is going to become a CEO of some big company, get married and have children, she's going to live the life she deserves."

"Don't get me wrong Becs, Bree is my best friend and I love to death, but she's not the easiest person to get along with, most people are too intimidated by her-"

"Or terrified." Beca interjects and chuckles, she earns an eye roll from the redhead who is soon chuckling too.

"To think of as her as a love interest." Chloe continues, "And you know Bree, she would graduate and throw herself into work, she wouldn't have time for a social life, let alone a love life. She would end up looking back on how she didn't at least give being with you a try and she'd regret it. I can't guarantee that you two will get together and live happily ever after, but I think you need to talk this out, I don't want either of you to be unhappy because you were too chicken to finally tell each other how you feel." The redhead bites her lip hoping she hasn't upset the younger woman, she lets out a breath when she looks over to see Beca deep in thought. Chloe knows she needs to leave soon if she is going to make it to her class on time, but this is far more important, so she resigns herself to missing Russian Lit today.

The two women sit at the piano talking about Beca's feelings for their Bellas captain, Beca still playing the tune Chloe is unfamiliar with. After a short silence between them, Chloe speaks, "Beca…"

"I know…you think I should go talk to Bree." Beca says quietly, looking up to the older woman who gives her a small smile, "Would she still be home?"

Chloe nods, "Yeah, when I left, she said she was going to study, I doubt she will be leaving the house anytime soon."

"Oh…I don't want to disturb her if she's studying. I'll just see her after practice later."

"Beca Mitchell." Chloe's stern tone surprises the brunette, "Don't try to put it off, you need to talk to Bree about how you feel, about how both of you feel."

The brunette's fingers still on the keys and lets out a sigh, "I know."

Beca arrives at the Bellas house that Aubrey and Chloe share alone, as freshmen are unable to live in the houses on campus, she knocks on the door, there is no answer, when she still doesn't hear movement from inside after she knocks a second time, she takes it as a sign and begins to leave. Beca is half way down the pathway when Aubrey comes running along the street, slowing to a walk, her skin glistening with a light layer of sweat.

"Oh, hey Beca." The blonde smiles wide, taking the earphones of out her ears, "Chloe's not home." Aubrey says as she walks towards the younger woman.

"I know, she's at her Russian Lit class. I'm actually here to see you." Beca speaks up when the blonde is standing before her.

"Oh?" Aubrey turns her attention to the iPhone in her armband, "You wanted to see me?" She asks as she looks back to Beca, her breathing is still quick from her run.

"Yeah." Beca says shyly, awkwardly shuffling her feet, "I wanted to talk to you."

Aubrey quirks an eyebrow and invites Beca to come into the house, Beca smiles and follows the senior up the pathway to the door.

"So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" Aubrey asks as she fiddles with the zipper pocket on her tights to remove her key, a few moments go by and Beca still hasn't responded. Aubrey looks to the younger girl as she puts the key in the door, she sees a mix of nerves and excitement on the brunette's face. Aubrey frowns and turns to face her, "Beca…" She says gently, her hand reaching out and touching the freshman's arm. Beca snaps out of her daze and looks down at the blonde's hand before slowly looking up to gaze into the beautiful green eyes she has been mesmerised by since their first encounter at the activities fair months ago. Her mouth opens and closes, the brunette's ability to speak is lost momentarily. Beca's gaze drops to the older woman's lips, the blonde must have noticed as she is dragging her bottom lip through her teeth, "Beca…?" Her voice lower and husky.

An involuntarily shiver runs down Beca's spine and she can't stand it anymore, she needs to taste Aubrey, needs to feel her lips on her own. Subconsciously Beca licks her lips, finding herself taking a step towards the blonde, one hand touching the blonde's waist, she stands on the tips of her toes and leans in, closing her eyes she places her lips on Aubrey's, after a few moments she feels the blonde's lips moving against hers. Her hands resting on the blonde's waist, while Aubrey's own hands are cupping her cheeks, one moving into Beca's hair.

The kiss is more than Beca ever dreamt of, the kiss is slow and tender, Beca wanting to put what she couldn't verbalise into the kiss, hoping that Aubrey can understand how much she has wanted this, how much she needs this. Her skin erupts into goose-bumps as Aubrey scratches her scalp with her fingernails, tilting the brunette's head ever so slightly, creating a better angle for them.

When they part, Beca takes a step back to see Aubrey's eyes are still closed, the brunette takes the time to really look at Aubrey, her hair tied back in a pony tail with a side part hanging down, covering her right cheek, no makeup, sweat glistening on her neck and chest, her lips slightly parted. Beca thinks Aubrey has never looked more beautiful than right now, she reaches up to tuck Aubrey's hair behind her ear when the blonde slowly opens her eyes, Beca's hand freezes mid action and her eyes widen. Aubrey bites her lip and Beca lets out an inaudible sigh, her mind stuck thinking Aubrey looks so damn hot and how desperately she needs to kiss her again, "I…I shouldn't have…I'm sorry." Beca drops her hand to her side.

Aubrey shakes her head at the younger woman, "You don't have to apologise for anything Beca." She reaches out to take Beca's hand within hers, "Continue this talk inside?" Aubrey says, her voice dropping an octave, a twinkle in her eye and a coy smile tugging at her lips as she nods her head over her shoulder into the house, Beca swallows hard causing Aubrey to smirk. The blonde tugs on the other woman's hand and leads her into the house, when they are both inside, she closes the door, "Make yourself comfortable." Aubrey says as she lets Beca's hand fall from her own and pops her key and phone in the bowl on the stand by the door, "Can I get you something to drink?" She asks as she walks into the kitchen, making a beeline for the fridge.

Beca's throat is not so surprisingly dry, "Water is fine thanks." She takes a seat on the lounge and looks around the lounge room, she's been here countless times but this time it feels different, like something has changed.

It IS different

You kissed Bree

For better or worse, things have changed

Beca is brought out of her thoughts when Aubrey returns from the kitchen with two glasses of water, taking a seat on the lounge beside her, handing her a glass, "Thanks. I just realised, you were coming back from a run." Aubrey quirks an eyebrow, "I mean Chlo said that you were going to study when she left, that's all."

"I had every intention of doing just that, but I opened my economics textbook and I couldn't concentrate, I know I seem very uptight and prudish to you, but I'm still human, I still have adult thoughts, I went for a run to burn off some of my pent-up energy."

"Oh…" Is all that Beca comes out with, the thought of Aubrey needing sexual release running through her mind.

I wonder if she is old fashioned like me

Just using what she has

Mmm…those longs slender fingers

A few moments pass as the women both take a sip from their respective glasses, "So…" Aubrey begins but quickly falls silent.

"Aubrey Posen lost for words, I never thought I'd see the day." Beca says in a teasing manner, "I guess you wanna umm…talk about what just happened out there." Beca nods her head towards the door. Aubrey looks to the younger girl and gives her a small nod, unsure of what the freshman is about to say, "I know you're not dumb Bree-"

"Thank you…" The blonde says, her voice going up at the end, almost questioningly.

"Shit, that's not what I meant." Beca lets out a sigh and runs her hand through her hair.

What the hell?

Why on Earth did you say that?

"What I meant to say was…that you have known me for a while now, so you know that I'm not good with my feelings. Chloe tries to help me with all that but it's still almost foreign to me to be able to express my feelings clearly."

"Take your time Beca." Aubrey offers, her voice soft and a gentle expression on her features. The brunette gives the blonde a small smile before she looks at her glass in her hand, "Okay…you can do this Mitchell." Beca mutters under her breath, Aubrey must strain to even hear the brunette, she decides to stay quiet, almost certain that she wasn't meant to hear that. Beca looks over to the corner of the room and see Aubrey's keyboard.

Maybe I can express it through a song

Keep the musical theme going

It couldn't hurt

Pointing to the keyboard Beca speaks, "Do you mind?"

"No, go ahead." Aubrey waves her hand toward the instrument, unsure of where exactly this is going but allows Beca to take the lead, this is an unusual feeling for the blonde, letting someone else take control, but she knows that whatever the freshman wants to talk about is important, so stays quiet.

"Thanks, I'm umm…better with music, you know?" Beca puts her glass on the coffee table, the older woman nods knowingly and watches as the brunette stands and makes her way to the set up in the corner of the lounge room. Beca takes a seat and switches on the pioneer keyboard. Her fingers run across the keys, the corners of her lips beginning to curl into a smile. Aubrey places her glass on the coffee table next to the younger woman's, leaning back she turns her body and tucks her leg up onto the lounge to face the brunette, her arm resting on the back of the lounge. Beca clears her throat and looks up to the senior, Aubrey nods her head slightly and a smile appears on her lips. The blonde quirks an eyebrow as Beca begins playing a tune she's not familiar with. After a few moments of getting herself comfortable at the keyboard, Beca begins to sing 'Crush' by David Archuleta

Here goes nothing

I hope Aubrey doesn't laugh in my face

No, she wouldn't do that, she has more tact than that

I hung up the phone tonight
Something happened for the first time deep inside
It was a rush, what a rush

'Cause the possibility
That you would ever feel the same way about me
It's just too much, just too much

Why do I keep running from the truth?
All I ever think about is you
You got me hypnotised, so mesmerised
And I've just got to know

Beca looks up and catches Aubrey watching her intently, her eyebrows knitted, the brunette's pulse begins to race.

This was a stupid idea

Who thought this was a good idea?

Oh yeah, me…

But it's too late now

I've committed

Do you ever think when you're all alone
All that we can be, where this thing can go?
Am I crazy or falling in love?
Is it real or just another crush?

Do you catch a breath when I look at you?
Are you holding back like the way you do?
'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away
But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy
Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy

Has it ever crossed your mind
When we're hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends?
Is there more, is there more?

See it's a chance we've gotta take
'Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last
Last forever, forever

The younger woman chances another look at the blonde, this time the senior's expression has softened, a hint of a smile playing at her lips, this boosts Beca's confidence and she keeps her gaze fixed on Aubrey as she sings the chorus, asking the blonde if she feels the same way about her.

Do you ever think when you're all alone
All that we can be, where this thing can go?
Am I crazy or falling in love?
Is it real or just another crush?

Do you catch a breath when I look at you?
Are you holding back like the way I do?
'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away

But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy
Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy

She seems to like it

Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all

Why do I keep running from the truth?
All I ever think about is you
You got me hypnotised, so mesmerised
And I've just got to know

Do you ever think when you're all alone
All that we can be, where this thing can go?
Am I crazy or falling in love?
Is it real or just another crush?

Do you catch a breath when I look at you?
Are you holding back like the way you do?
'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away
But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy
This crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy
Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy
Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy
Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy

Beca's hand fall into her lap and she looks to the other woman, who is giving her a watery smile, the brunette steels herself, hoping that the expression on the blonde's face isn't going to raise her hopes just for her to be let down gently, telling Beca that they couldn't possibly start a relationship, regardless of their feelings for one another. The freshman sits quietly, offering the blonde a chance to respond to her declaration of feelings in the form of song. After a few moments the silence becomes too much for Beca, it's almost deafening, she begins to play 'Just the Way You Are' by Bruno Mars for the second time today. Aubrey allows Beca to sing the entire song, Beca keeps her eyes on Aubrey for most of the song, only looking away when the keyboard requires her attention.

When she finishes, she notices Aubrey wipes a stray tear from her cheek before she pats the lounge beside her, beckoning Beca to come sit. The younger woman stands and moves across the room and takes her place on the lounge, this time sitting closer to the blonde, turning on the lounge to face the other woman, their knees touching.

"So…" Beca begins but trails off when she looks into the blonde's glossy green eyes.

Aubrey reaches out and places her hand on Beca's thigh, "That was beautiful Beca." The blonde says softly, her eyes glancing down at the brunette's chest, she can see a blush creeping up her neck, "I'm sorry…I'm a little speechless."

I hope it's a good thing she's speechless

Wait…what if it's not?

Beca swallows hard and speaks, "Bree, I want you to know that I mean it, you're amazing, just the way you are." Beca takes the blonde's hand in her own, "You deserve better than me, but I want to be with you, I know that makes me selfish, but I want you, and if you'll give me the chance, I'll do my best to give you all that you want and more. I hope you feel the same way about me." Beca's voice thick with emotion and she is on the verge of tears. Aubrey opens and closes her mouth several times, but is clearly too choked up to speak, instead she nods her head as a tear rolls down her cheek, "Is that a yes?" Aubrey nods her head and squeezes the brunette's hand, "Really?" Beca squeaks out, "You do? Wow." Aubrey wipes away the rogue tear, "I don't…I didn't…I didn't think this far ahead." The brunette stammers, falling over her own words causing Aubrey's eyebrows to furrow, "I mean that I wasn't really thinking about if you admitted you felt the same way. You do, don't you?" Beca asks, uncertainty evident in her voice, she looks up through her lashes at the blonde sitting in front of her looking for a verbal confirmation. Aubrey nods her head yet again, "You do realise you're going to have to speak eventually right…?" Beca chuckles nervously.

The blonde nods and chuckles, playfully slapping the brunette's leg, "I'm well aware of that, thank you Beca."

Beca bites her lip, "I was just, you know, making sure that I hadn't wooed you so well that you lost your ability to speak indefinitely." Beca smirks as her confidence returns, "Even though I'm pretty sure that the rest of the Bellas wouldn't mind that for at least a couple of practices." Aubrey's smile drops, a look of hurt has now taken its place on the blonde's features, "Oh…Bree, I'm just kidding…" Beca looks away, "Well kinda…" She mumbles before she looks back to the senior and smiles.

"I know what you all think of me…" Aubrey says quietly, her voice laced with hurt.

"You can be a drill sergeant and utterly infuriating during practice and whenever it comes to the Bellas in a formal capacity." Beca lets the blonde's hand go and moves closer to her, leaning in, she looks into the older woman's eyes, "But I don't feel that way about you all the time Bree, I know there are two sides to you, there's Aubrey, the Bellas co-captain, who's stubborn and can let tradition and winning cloud her judgement, but I still think she's hot, the way she's always in control and dominant." Beca winks and Aubrey looks away, her cheeks flushing, "Then there's Bree, when you're outside of the Bellas auditorium, she's funny, smart, sweet, caring and also very sexy, even when she's all hot and sweaty from a run and makeup free." Beca smirks, "Even when she's overcome with emotions, after having an alt-girl with mad-lib beats and ear monstrosities singing for her, and only her." Beca reaches up and wipes the older woman's cheeks with her thumb, wiping away any tears that haves fallen, the senior smiles a watery smile and bites her bottom lip.

Only Bree could still look this beautiful while her skin is covered in a light layer of sweat and quietly crying

"I want you Bree, all of you. I don't know what it was about you, but I've wanted you since we the first time we met, even though you did you call me a bitch."

Aubrey frowns, "I'm sorry about that. I was just stressed out, Chloe and I had the weight of the Bellas' future on our shoulders, no, my shoulders, I'm the one who made the Bellas a laughing stock. I wanted so badly to be able to make people forget about that by winning the ICCAs this year, I wanted redemption."

"I want that too Bree, we all do." The younger woman's gaze dropping to the blonde's lips.

I wish I could kiss all of Bree's troubles away

Help her let go of some of the stress and pressure she puts on herself

Aubrey notices Beca eyeing her lips, she takes this opportunity to glance down at the brunette's lips in return, seeing the freshman's tongue darting out to wet her lips, the blonde thinks it's a subconscious act, she reaches out a hand and snakes it around the younger woman's neck, gently pulling her closer.

"Bree…?" Beca says, barely a whisper, her eyes darting between the older woman's eyes and lips.

"Kiss me Beca." Aubrey says, her voice gravely, a mixture of her desire and from being choked up, sensing hesitation from the other woman, she speaks again, "Please…" Her eyes pleading. The brunette leans forward, watching as Aubrey's eyes close in expectation as she leans in closer, closing her own eyes she feels her lips pressing against the older woman's. The kiss is slow, Beca cupping the blonde's cheeks in her hands, she feels Aubrey's hand snaking into her hair and softly tugging, eliciting a gasp from the brunette Aubrey smirks against her lips. Beca retaliates by nipping at her bottom lip and is only stopped when the senior pulls away, pressing her forehead against Beca's, letting out a sigh.

Oh no…

She didn't like the kiss

Shit…

What do I do now?

She must expect perfection like she does in so many other aspects of her life

Do I kiss her again?

Put more into it this time?

Beca can't dwell for long before Aubrey pulls away, a genuine smile on her lips, there's a twinkle in her eye when she speaks, "Beca…was all of this your way of asking me out?"

"Umm…yeah." Beca gives the blonde a lopsided smile, "I mean yes." The younger woman says with more conviction. Sitting up straighter she looks into the blonde's mesmerising eyes, "Aubrey, will you go on a date with me?" Aubrey leans into the brunette, capturing her lips with her own in a short kiss, pulling back she has a smile on her lips, "Is that a yes?" Beca asks with a smile.

"Yes Beca, I would love to go on a date with you." The brunette is practically beaming hearing Aubrey confirm it and she finds herself gazing into the glossy green eyes of the senior.

Now, where am I going to take Bree on a date?

It can't be the usual dinner and a movie date

It needs to be special

Maybe I could see if there are any concerts or shows she would be interested in going to are happening this weekend

Something to help her de-stress

Beca is brought out of her daze when she hears the blonde ask meekly, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course." The younger woman says with a smile, urging the blonde to continue.

"What made you finally ask me out?" Aubrey asks sheepishly, unable to look the brunette in the eye, Beca's heart melts at the thought of Aubrey being anything but confident.

"I wasn't going to…" The brunette admits causing the older woman's eyebrows to furrow.

"You weren't? But…you kissed me in the hall." Aubrey notes as she tucks a lock of golden hair behind her ear, a look of confusion on her features.

"I was trying to let you go, but then Chloe Beale happened." Beca goes on to tell Aubrey what happened in the auditorium, when she is finished Aubrey is looking at her phone from the table, "What are you thinking?" Beca asks, curiosity getting the better of her.

The blonde gives in to her urge and reaches out, grabbing her phone, she pulls up her chat thread with her best friend and begins typing, "I'm texting Chloe telling her it's safe for her to come home. What do you say to hanging out here tonight, we can order pizza, maybe have a few beers and watch some trashy reality shows on tv?"

"I would like that, I would even watch a movie with you without complaint if you asked." Aubrey quirks an eyebrow, "Okay…with less complaints than usual, I won't even play on my phone." The blonde smiles wide and places a chaste kiss on the brunette's lips, pulling away when her phone beeps indicating a text, "What did she say?"

"I told her that you came to visit, and we talked, she asked how it went."

"And kissed." Adds the younger woman with a smirk.

"I'm not telling her we kissed. You can when she gets home if you feel the need."

Beca's eyes widen slightly, "Wait…this isn't a date tonight, is it?"

Aubrey chuckles and shakes her head, "No, Chloe will be here with us."

"Okay good, because I want to take you out, but would it be okay if I get back to you about when the date will be? I want to have everything sorted first but keep your weekend free and I will let you know in the next couple of days."

"Of course, just please don't message me and tell me to be ready in thirty minutes."

"Aww, I wouldn't do that to you Bree, I know that you and Chlo will need the better part of the day to work out an outfit and all that comes with getting ready for a date." Aubrey smiles her thanks, "Okay, so today is Tuesday, I'll let you know before Thursday night. How's that sound?"

"Good, I appreciate it." The blonde looks back down at her phone, "I'm saying that the talk went very well indeed, and I owe her." Beca smiles a lopsided smile.

Wednesday morning

8:40am Beca – Morning Bree :D

8:42am Aubrey – Good morning Beca, you're awake unusually early.

B – My dad stopped by before his morning class. He didn't even have the decency to bring me coffee

*eye roll gif*

A – I should have known you wouldn't be awake so early of your own accord.

No coffee? Even I know that to get anything other than grunts from you when you first wake up you need coffee.

B – I'll have you know that I can be up early on my own, but I choose not to :P

Ikr, I didn't even have enough energy to roll my eyes at him, it was torture

A – Are you going to get some more sleep?

B – No, I'm up now, it's why I messaged you

A – Oh?

B – I was going to work on an idea for a mix, but I was thinking that because I don't have class until this afternoon, I would ask if you would like to have lunch together

A – I would love to, but I've already told Franklin that I would have lunch with him.

B – Who's this Franklin guy? Should I be jealous? Do I need to kick his ass?

*applying war paint gif*

A – Haha, no need to be jealous, he's just a guy from my economics class, he wanted to talk about the assessment due next week.

B – That better be all he wants…

A – I can assure you it is, he is happily engaged.

To a guy.

B – Oh, well congrats to them

A – I can sense your relief from here.

B – *speechless gif*

What about a coffee before practice instead?

A – That's sounds good. I'm heading out the door to go to class, so text me when you're out of class and I will meet you at the Bellas' usual coffee shop.

B – Have fun :D

I look forward to seeing you ;)

A – I'm sorry about lunch, I really am.

You would have been seeing me at practice like usual anyway.

B – Another day then

I know I would, but I get to see you even sooner, as Bree, not captain Aubrey

I'll even walk you to practice

A – Walking me to the place we're both going, how chivalrous of you.

B – You know it ;)

A – I really need to go, I nearly walked into a tree.

B – Wow, I hope you're okay

A – I'm fine, just a little embarrassed. Talk to you later.

Wednesday night

9:09pm B – So I have good news

9:14pm A – Oh? And what would that be?

B – I have worked out the details of our date

A – That's great :)

B – I will pick you up on Saturday at three

A – Isn't that a little early for a date?

B – Don't worry Bree, I'm not taking you to an early bird dinner

A – I'm glad to hear it. Are you going to let me in on your plans for our date?

B – Nope, you will just have to wait until then, I don't want to ruin the surprise

A – Really? You know I hate surprises.

B – I know this is going to sound corny, but I don't care, I want our first date to be special

I want it all, even the cliché beginning of a date

Knocking on your door, Chloe inviting me in because you're not quite ready yet, walking you to my car, holding all the doors open, pulling out your chair

Doing all the things I know you deserve, I want to make you smile, hear you laugh

A – Aww Beca, that's sweet.

B – Aww shucks

*blushing gif*

A – Who knew you were a romantic at heart?

B – Don't tell anyone

It'll ruin my badass rep ;)

A – Your secret is safe with me, but you know I'm going to tell Chloe.

B – Beale is like the exception to the rule with you, and I know it's the same with her

A – We're best friends Beca, we tell each other everything.

B – I know, and I've accepted that, just don't tell any of the other Bellas

Especially Fat Amy, she has a big mouth

A – I won't tell anyone but Chloe, I promise. But I can't guarantee that after the date.

B – Okay, that's fair

A – Can I at least know the dress code for our date, so I can dress appropriately?

B – Now, that I can do. Casual, and wear comfortable closed-in footwear, preferably boots

A – Boots? I'll admit, you have me intrigued.

B – *smirk gif*

What are you up to right now?

A – Watching Legally Blonde with Chlo, you?

B – I was going to do some mixing when I got home but Kimmy-Jin and her equally sociable friends were already here, so I'm lying in bed listening to music, hoping that they leave soon. I'm facing my bookshelf, but I can feel their eyes on me, it's a weird feeling

A – I'm sorry Beca.

B – I thought I would message you, let you know my plans for our date

Trying to distract myself

A – Is it working?

B – A little bit :)

A – Beca, I have a question…

B – No, I'm not going to give you a hint about our date

A – That's not what I was going to ask. I know you said you didn't want me to tell the Bellas that you're planning what seems to be a cliché romantic date, but I wasn't sure if you wanted to keep our date from the Bellas, generally speaking.

B – Oh, I wasn't sure if you wanted them to know

I don't mind them knowing, but I hope you're prepared to be bombarded with questions at movie night on Sunday

But if you would rather it stay between us and Chloe then that's fine by me too

A – No, they're our Bella sisters, I want them to know.

B – Okay, how do you want to go about it?

I'm down for however you want to tell them

Walk in holding hands?

Write it on the whiteboard?

Make out session in the middle of practice ;)

A – I was thinking that at the end of tomorrow's practice we say that we have an announcement. That way practice won't be affected.

B – Good idea Bree

A – Thanks

B – I'll admit, I'm a little disappointed you turned down my idea of just stopping practice to make out ;)

A – I thoroughly enjoy the thought of making out with you, but I would rather not have an audience.

B – You'd rather hide away in the supply closet?

*smirk gif*

A – Beca… we are not making out in the supply closet.

B – Okay fine, behind the bushes like drunken teens it is then :p

A – *rolling eyes gif*

B – On that happy note, I'm going to head down and shower

A – Enjoy your shower, I will talk to you tomorrow.

B – Goodnight Bree :D

A – Goodnight Beca :)

Friday night

8:27pm A – I can't believe you did that Beca.

8:35pm B – Did what?

*innocent gif*

A – You know exactly what you did.

B – I'm not following…

A – Wearing such a low cut, not to mention tight fitting shirt to practice.

Were you trying to test me? Is that what you were doing? Seeing how far you could push me during practice?

B – The thought might have crossed my mind

Did it work?

A – You tell me, I ended practice early feigning a headache because I couldn't handle looking at you anymore.

The way you would push my buttons at every possible chance, with that smirk of yours, knowing you were getting the better of me.

B – I'm sorry Bree, I thought it would be a little bit of harmless fun

A – I don't want an apology Beca.

B – What do you want then?

A – I want you to kiss me like you mean it

I want to feel your hands on my skin

I want you to make me yours

I want you to mark me as your own.

B – Now?

A – I want you…

To know…

This is…

Payback…

For how you made me feel during practice.

*smirking gif*

B – Touché Bree, touché

A – Goodnight Beca.

B – Night Bree