Chapter 1
The DJ
"Hurry up, Chlo! The opening is happening tonight, not next month!" Chloe heard her best friend, Aubrey, yelling from the living room. They were going to this new night club. The opening night was going to be huge, since only a few VIP got the invitation, and there was a rumor that they got a renowned DJ to play there for the night.
"Okay, I'm ready." The redhead walked to the living room to find a very frustrated Aubrey Posen standing there. She smiled at the girl and sighed. "Sorry, I didn't know what to wear."
"Let's just go." Aubrey said, and they walked out the apartment, taking the elevator down to the lobby. "So... Where's the big d-bag you call a boyfriend?" The blonde girl asked, receiving a eyeroll from Chloe.
"Tom is not going. He had to fly to Atlanta to attend to a business meeting, thanks for asking." She answered her best friend with a annoyed tone.
They took a cab to the new club, Neon Tiger, and once they got there, the smile grew wider on Chloe's face.
"This place is totally amazing. Do you think they're gonna give us glow sticks?" The redhead asked Aubrey excitedly.
The blonde laughed, and opened the car's door. "You do love those, uh?"
Chloe nodded, and followed Aubrey out of the cab. They posed for a few pictures at the entrance, but soon enough they were inside the club. The loud music made Chloe feel even more excited. The place was beautiful, and the dance floor was full of people with neon painting on. The two best friends got some drinks, and after a few minutes they were already in the middle of the crowd with neon painting on their faces, dancing to the sick beats. Chloe was sure that this was certainly one of the best parties she've ever been invited to.
Aubrey pulled Chloe to her side when a photographer pointed the camera at her. She'd usually ask people to not take pictures of them while they were having fun and having a day off, but this was definitely a moment she'd like to remember with pictures.
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Beca had that proud smirk on her face as she looked down at the crowd. She absolutely loved seeing people going crazy to the sound of her beats. Up from the platform they put her equipment on, she could see the whole club and it was just beautiful. The Neon Tiger was dark, illuminated only by the lasers and neon lights. The small brunette let out a laugh when she changed the track for a Iggy Azalea song and everybody started to sing along - she was sure there was nothing better than the feeling of DJ-ing. Shame on her dad who once told her that DJ-ing wasn't a profession and that she wasn't going to get anything out of it.
Taking a sip of her beer, Beca took a moment to analyse everyone. She was pretty sure she've never seen so many famous people together partying like this. Most of them were usually formal all the time, not wanting to get drunk in public and embarrass themselves, but now, they seemed to be all having a good time. The brunette caught herself paying too much attention to a certain redhead in the middle of the crowd. She had two strips of neon paining on each cheek, which made her blue eyes glow in a beautiful way. Beca bit her bottom lip as she watched the sexy girl dancing, and took another sip of her beer.
"Yo, DJ! Can I make a request?" She heard someone yelling at her, snapping her out of the distracting redhead, and rolled her eyes when she saw Jesse Swanson walking towards her. He was her best friend since she produced his debut album two years ago.
"You know I don't take requests, dumbass. My equipment, my playlist." She said, and he frowned at her, before smiling again.
"Don't you never have fun? You stay up here the whole night, mixing your business. You should just put some pre-mixed remixes, I know you have lots of those, and come dance with us a little bit. Amy, Stacie and Lily are here too."
"I am having fun. I don't know if you realized but I kinda love doing this." Beca answered, rolling her eyes.
"Okay, fine, have fun up there watching everyone have fun, but at least come and have a drink with me and the girls." Jesse asked and Beca sighed.
"If I say yes you'll get the fuck out of my platform?" She asked and the boy nodded. "One drink. That's all." Beca said, and added a few songs to a auto-remix playlist before climbing down the platform and walking towards the bar with Jesse. She couldn't help but look around trying to find the redhead, but quickly shook the thoughts away when she saw her friends standing by the bar.
"Beca! So good to see you. Are you getting smaller?" Amy said with her funny Australian accent as she hugged beca and slightly lifted from the ground, the small girl couldn't help but laugh.
"I don't think that's possible, though. Beca get smaller, I mean." Stacie joked, and hugged her as well. Lily whispered something that Beca didn't hear and hugged her.
"Okay, height jokes, never heard them before, please keep going." Beca said sarcastically and rolled her eyes playfully, smirking. "Hey Miguel! Shots for everyone on me." She told the barman, and he put five shots in front of them. Beca downed her shot and frowned. "Damn..." She mumbled, before noticing a glimpse of red hair on the other side of the bar. The woman was even more beautiful than she thought. Beca pulled Jesse towards her, excusing herself from the girls. "Who is she?" She pointed at the redhead.
Jesse seemed to have a hard time figuring out who Beca was talking about, but recognized the girl. "The redhead? That's Chloe Beale. She was the lead actress on the movie from the last premiere we went together." Beca was surprised and thought why she didn't see the woman there. "And the hot blonde beside her? Aubrey Posen. So amazingly beautiful."
"I knew I knew her. Let's talk to them." Beca said, and laughed at Jesse's terrified face. "Come on, you wanted me to have fun. This is me having fun. Let's talk to the girls, bro."
The boy groaned but followed Beca to the other side of the bar. "Okay, we're going... to talk to them." He mumbled, making Beca laugh at her dumbass best friend.
Beca suddenly felt a rush of anxiety running through her chest, but tried to shake it off. Sure, Chloe was beautiful, breathtaking even, but no girl makes Beca feel nervous. She shook her head and leaned against the bar's stand. Jesse did the same and she watched as the girls talked. Then the redhead, Chloe, looked over at her, smiling, so the brunette smirked. "Hey Miguel!" Beca called the barman without breaking eye contact with the woman.
"Yes ma'am!" The boy answered.
"My friend Jesse and I..." She patted Jesse on the back. "We'd like to pay this lovely ladies a drink." She said, smirking at them, specially at Chloe. She walked towards them, pulling Jesse with her. "Hi, I'm Beca Mitchell and this is my friend, Jesse Swanson." She said, offering her hand for Chloe to take it.
"I know you. I'm Chloe Beale. Nice meeting you guys." Chloe said, and shook Beca's hand, but before she pulled back, Beca kissed the top of her hand.
"I know you." Beca replied and winked.
"I'm Aubrey Posen." Beca heard the blonde talking to Jesse and smiled proud of her best friend.
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Chloe looked over at Aubrey and saw the big smile on her face as she talked to Jesse Swanson. She knew her best friend had his album at home, and she would eventually sing his songs. The redhead looked at the DJ in front of her and bit her bottom lip. Something about her made Chloe feel somehow... Vulnerable? Maybe it was just her badass style and the way she was looking at her. Chloe had to admit: Beca is hot. But she had to remember that she's in a two-year long relationship, and even though she barely sees Tom, she still needs to be faithful to him.
"So, what'd think about the club? Did you like it?" Beca snapped her out of her thoughts, and the woman quickly nodded.
"Yeah, I love it! I love neon lights. It's my favorite thing to party with." She said, excitedly. "Plus, your music... You have some sick beats."
"Thanks." Chloe noticed that smirk on Beca's face and felt herself blushing a little. "You're cute." Then she blushed even more.
The redhead giggled, and covered her face. "Oh God..."
Beca laughed and took Chloe's hand. "Come dance with me."
"I can't..." She mumbled.
"Of course you can."
"No, you don't-"
"Come on, I promise I don't bite... Unless you want me to, of course, then I wouldn't complain at all." Beca winked, and pulled Chloe towards the dance floor without giving her time to protest.
Chloe decided to just let go of her worries and enjoy the moment. She started to dance with Beca, and soon enough the DJ's hands were on her hips. She didn't care though - the burning feeling inside her chest was telling her that this was nothing but right. And soon enough her hands were around the DJ's neck as they grinded against each other. They were so close that Chloe could feel Beca's breath against her neck. She tried to convince herself that this was wrong and that she had a amazing boyfriend who would be really hurt, but the drunk side of her wouldn't let her stop whatever was going on.
Beca held Chloe closer to her, and the redhead bit her bottom lip when she felt a soft kiss on her neck. Part of her wanted to pull back, but the other part (the dominant one) didn't let her. The dominant part wanted more. And on the moment Chloe felt the small brunette sucking on her pulse point, she couldn't take it - the redhead pulled back, and looked at Beca's eyes, whose pupils were equally dilated. She noticed that cute smirk on the girl's face and couldn't take it - She pulled the brunette by the hand, walking as fast as possible through the crowd, until they got to one of the bathrooms. For their luck, this one was empty, so Chloe quickly locked up the door, before turning around and looking at Beca.
"Fuck it." Beca whispered before pressing Chloe against the sink, and kissing her hard.
It felt like something exploded inside Chloe - maybe because she was drunk, maybe because she didn't kiss anybody else besides Tom in two years, or maybe just because Beca was a amazing kisser with a smoking hot face and body. The brunette sucked on Chloe's bottom lip, making the redhead moan, before moving her lips to apply wet kisses and soft bites down her neck and collarbone. Then, Beca turned Chloe around so her from was pressing against the woman's back, and moved her red locks of hair to the side as she kissed the back of her neck and shoulders, slowly unzipping her dress.
Chloe moaned louder at each kiss and suck on her neck and shoulder. She was feeling that weird electrical currents through her body with each kiss. But as she faced her reflection at the mirror, something, maybe herself, told her it was wrong. Yes, she was questioning her feelings for Tom at the moment, but it was still wrong to cheat on him. He was such a nice guy, and no one deserves it. So, as Beca started to unzip her dress, she stopped the brunette and pulled back.
"I can't do this." Chloe said, shaking her head. "I'm sorry, Beca. I really can't."
"What?" She whispered. Beca took a moment to understand what Chloe just said as she breathed heavily and shook her head. "Why? Okay- Ugh, you brought me here." She asked, confused.
"Yeah, I know, but... It was wrong, I..." Chloe looked down. What she did wasn't fair with Tom, but she just realized it wasn't fair for Beca too. "I have a boyfriend. I'm sorry- I shouldn't have done this."
Beca didn't know how to answer. She felt like she just took a punch in the chest, but she didn't know why, though. She barely knew Chloe and she was pretty sure half of the girls she have sex with have boyfriends. She bit the inside of her cheek, and crossed her arms. "Oh... Wow. I-I... I better go back and do my job, right? They're paying me." She said and sighed.
"No... Beca, wait." Chloe said, but the only thing she saw was the small brunette unlocking the door and leaving the bathroom. The redhead sighed, and took a few deep breaths. She had the urge to cry as she realized how much she enjoyed the moment the two of them had just now, and that she felt much more in a few minutes with Beca then she felt in two years with Tom. She held the tears back and washed her face, though. She wasn't going to cry because of some girl she just met, but if there's one thing Chloe hates, is to hurt people.
She left the bathroom and looked over at the DJ platform to see Beca playing. She had a angry and yet sad look on her face, but she couldn't blame her. Chloe knew she was the wrong one.
The redhead saw Aubrey and Jesse sitting on a table on the corner of the club and walked towards them. "Hey, Bre, I just remember I have a thing very early in the morning so I'm going home to get some sleep, okay?"
"Yeah... Of course. Catch up with you later." Aubrey said. She knew something was up with Chloe but she'd ask her later. She knew whatever it was, a night club wasn't the right place to talk about it.
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Beca left the bathroom and asked Miguel for a strong drink before going up to the plataform and continue to play. As a DJ, she couldn't get drunk at parties but right now she needed to. She didn't know why she was so hurt because of what just happened. It definitely wasn't the first time she hooked up with a compromised woman, but it was the first time she felt this shitty after being turned off. She wanted to punch herself to stop the urge of bursting out in tears. All she wanted to do was go back home and sleep, but she had to stay until the end of the night. She noticed a flash of red hair leaving the club and shook her head, trying to focus on the music, so she put her headphones on and tried to lose herself to the music, like she always does. And as soon as she did, the night passed as a flash through her eyes and soon enough she was taking a cab home. She didn't forget what happened, though, she wished she had drank enough to get into a alcoholic coma so she would forget that woman.
She got into her apartment and left her backpack and her equipment on the ground right by the entrance. She was tired, and she had to admit, sad enough to just strip from her clothes and sleep, not even taking a shower first. And that night, she dreamed about the beautiful redhead that caused such a mess of feelings inside her. Little did she know she'd be dreaming about that girl for more than just that night. Beca would wake up every now and then every single night rolling her eyes to herself for dreaming about a girl she'd probably never see again, but she couldn't help it. She'd dream about Chloe every single night, even those nights when she was sleeping with someone else. Fuck, she even yelled Chloe's name while having a orgasm a few times. Beca couldn't take her the redhead of her thoughts as much as she tried, and after three months, she knew she was fucking screwed.
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A/N: Hey guys. First story in a while and first Bechloe fic, so be nice. Leave a comment. Enjoy.
I'll try to update as soon as possible!