It was already quarter to nine in the evening when Chloe woke up from her nap, she mumbled a 'fuck-I'm-going-to-be-late' and quickly jumped off of her bed. She took an oversized grey hoodie and black leggings. She put on her slip-ons and tied her red locks up in a messy bun. She looked at herself in a mirror for the last time and picked up her phone, rushing downstairs. She was about to leave the house when her mom and dad called her in unison. She muttered a 'shit' and turned around.

"Where are you going?" John asked, both of his brows raised in curiosity.

"Uh, somewhere." She answered as she gritted her teeth together, attempting to smile.

"And where is that somewhere? It's nine o'clock in the evening, Chloe."

"U-uhm, I don't really know. I'm meeting a friend and she'll take me there."

"A friend, huh? And who is she?"

Fuck. Should I tell the truth or not? They might suspect if I say it's Beca, we made quite an entrance earlier. Shit.

"Uh – Aubrey. Yes, Aubrey. We'll grab some coffee and catch up. It's been quite a while, after all."

"Is that so? At least bring a body guard with you."

"No, dad. I told you, I'll be fine. I'm not a baby who needs to be watched or taken care of all the time."

"But sweetie –"

"Oh no, mom, not you too? I can handle myself. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm rather tardy for the meeting. See you, mom and dad."

She heard something like 'be back before midnight' as she ran, her lungs slowly being filled with the cold air of the night. She clambered over the six foot fence and let herself roam (run) around the woods, cautiously examining the place. As she continued trying to locate her so-called-friend, she found herself lost in the middle of the forest. She took her phone out of her hoodie's compartment, yet was displeased to see that there was no signal

She was too pre-occupied waving her device around to look for a service that she didn't notice a man keenly approaching her. The guy seemed to accidentally step on a twig which produced a cracked sound. Before the redhead could turn around to look at the direction of the sudden noise, she was roughly tackled on the ground, her wrists tightly gripped over her head and against the fertile soil.

"Help m – " She yelped, but was cut off as the man tied a handkerchief around her mouth to suppress her from shouting.

"What's a rich little girl doing in the middle of the woods alone?" The man asked, wetting his lips as he straddled the woman.

The redhead tried to scream for help, but her voice was muffled and inaudible. Tears were falling down on her cheeks and her breathing was becoming erratic. The man devilishly smirked as he tore the woman's hoodies into pieces, revealing her torso. Chloe gasped violently, choking back her sobs as she felt the man's calloused fingers trace her bare skin.

The ginger shut her eyes as the man leaned down to trail harsh and desperate kisses on her abdomen, but before that could happen though, she heard a sound – she wasn't very certain – it sounded like someone being whipped with a bat. Not long after, she felt his body slump on her. Before she could react, the man was kicked off of her and was punched violently by someone.

"Fuck you, you disheveled douchebag! Don't attempt to lay your nasty fingers on my girl. Fuck you, you piece of bullshit!" The voice sounded deep – but Chloe was certain that it was a girl – it was the very girl she was looking for, the very girl she needed that moment, the very girl she pleaded the aca-gods for to rescue her.

She tilted her head on the side to see Beca straddling the already unconscious man, harshly beating him up while muttering curses.

"B-becs?" Chloe murmured, her voice muffled and cracked due to the piece of clothing wrapped on her mouth.

The brunette looked at the half-naked ginger and her brows knitted together in worry.

"Chlo!"

She swiftly stood up from the unconscious man that she was tackling and quickly made her way to the other girl. She unknotted the handkerchief and right after she did, the redhead tightly embraced her. Her heart was shattered into pieces as she heard Chloe's choked sobs. She noticed that the other girl was struggling to breathe as she felt her warm and uneven breathes against her collarbone.

"Chlo, listen. Breathe, breathe like this." She calmly said as she took the redhead's hand and placed it on her chest, exaggerating the way she inhaled and exhaled, so that the ginger would see. She gently placed her index finger underneath the other girl's chin, carefully bringing it up to meet her gaze – and once again – the crystal met the ocean's orbs.

"You're okay, I'm here. I won't leave you, I'll protect you and I won't let a dirty jerk lay a finger on you ever again, I promise." She said, smiling reassuringly as she planted a soft kiss on the ginger's forehead.

"T-thank y-you, B-becs. H-he, h-he a-attempted to a-assault m-me, I-I w-was s-scared a-and –" She wasn't able to finish her statement as she buried her face on the brunette's collarbone, letting out soft cries as she rigidly clasped her arms around Beca.

"It's okay, I'm here. You're okay. I won't let that happen again, I'm sorry for asking you to meet me here, this should've never occurred in the first place. I'm sorry." Beca apologetically remarked, kissing the top of the other woman's head, rubbing soothing circles on the ginger's back.

As she felt Chloe's breathing even and as her sobs eventually disappeared, she carefully pulled away, grasping Chloe's forearms softly.

"Let's head in my car. It's already 10:30, you're probably exhausted so I'll take you home." She said. Beca stood but was stopped from her attempt to walk as the redhead wrapped her arms around the brunette's legs, pouting.

"Oh what now? Don't give me that look." Shit, that's the cutest thing I've ever seen, ever. Oh god, I just want to kiss her right here and – stop.

"Please don't take me home. Could we spend the night at your place?" Chloe pleaded.

Beca chuckled in response. "You do know that we live inside the same gate, just different mansions?"

"Oh, right. Could we – uh, go spend the night somewhere else?"

"Before everything else, I think you are aware that you are half naked, right?"

Chloe's eyes opened wide as she looked down, only to see her bare chest covered with a thin cloth – I think they call it a bra. Her cheeks immediately went red as she hugged herself, attempting to cover her half-nude body.

"Come on, I have spare hoodies in the car." Beca offered, looking anywhere but the redhead as she helped her up. Chloe just giggled at the brunette's antics. They walked side by side in silence before they reach her Mercedes.

"Shit." Beca mumbled, but it didn't escape the redhead's hearing.

"What's the matter?"

"My keys, they're uh – kind of locked inside the car." She answered as she continued tapping her jeans with her palms, still pushing her luck if ever the keys were somewhere in her clothes.

Chloe just giggled and shook her head, a genuine smile creeping out of her face.

Those giggles – damn it! Fuck, I'm so gay. Beca was lost in her train of thoughts, but it didn't go unnoticed by the redhead.

"A penny for your thoughts?" The redhead asked, tilting her head ever-so-slightly as she waited for a response.

"Oh – uh – nothing. It's nothing." Beca quickly answered, crinkling her nose. She tried her best not to take a peek of the topless woman's flawless torso – thankfully, she succeeded.

Chloe's body quivered as she felt the cold blow of the night's wind. She sat on top of the Mercedes' trunk and securely embraced her legs against her chest.

"Are you cold?" Beca asked worriedly as she looked at the shuddering redhead.

"A little, but I'm fine." Chloe falsified, smiling lightly.

Beca shook her head and sauntered towards her car's trunk. She lifted her thick and rather enormous army green hoodie, revealing her black tank top inside. Chloe gulped at the brunette's sudden action and blinked her eyes twice as Beca held out her hoodie.

"Wear it."

"But, how about you? Won't you be cold?"

"I'll be fine, I'm still wearing something to cover my chest's mounds, unlike you." She retorted teasingly.

"Thank you. You saved me thrice today. I can't thank you enough." Chloe said as she took the DJ's hoodie and slid it on her body. She inhaled the intoxicating strawberry scent of the hoodie and looked at Beca.

"Sit beside me. I don't bite." She deadpanned, earning a playful eye roll from the brunette. Beca sat beside Chloe and momentarily stared at the ginger's lips (which didn't go unnoticed by the redhead) before looking up to watch the stars. I wonder what it feels like to brush my lips against hers, God, those eyes, the redhead thought as she adoringly stared at the stargazing DJ.

The brunette felt someone's gaze on her and she smirked.

"Chlo?" She asked, looking at the other woman's crystal blue orbs.

"Yeah?" She looked back, staring lovingly at the DJ.

"You're staring, is there anything wrong?"

Chloe blushed slightly and smiled genuinely, shaking her head in disapproval.

"Then why are you staring?"

The redhead just shook her head once again, well aware of the fact that the petite DJ would do anything and everything to be knowledgeable of the legitimate reason, and saying that she's fantasizing about the DJ's lips would be beyond embarrassing.

It's just those eyes of yours, it could swallow the stars and constellations. It's as if you had those galaxies in your eyes and the universe in your mind. The moonlight sprinkled across your affinity, gleaming in your iridescent glow. The blush of your skin spoke to the night sky, emanating from your soul, yet - "Here I am, sitting in simplicity, watching you interact wordlessly with the universe and its wonders. And somehow, I feel at ease, seeing you peacefully let your mind run away from reality, even if it's just this short."

Beca felt the insides of her stomach exhibit somersaults as Chloe said these things, she was surprised, yet was also mesmerized.

"I didn't know you are the cheesy and corny type of person, Beale." The brunette teased, trying to suppress the blush from her cheeks. "Nonetheless, thank you, Chlo. I appreciate it." She smiled, then looked down nervously before she spoke again. "No one ever told me things like that, thank you for making me feel special."

Chloe was shocked by the brunette's confession. "Really?! But you're THE Beca Mitchell! But it's my pleasure, you're welcome."

The DJ playfully rolled her eyes and gazed back up, letting herself be inebriated by the ginger's prodigious words.

A little while had passed, and Chloe noticed how Beca's lips were slowly becoming pale and an idea came into her mind. She slowly and cautiously made her way behind the brunette, who, apparently, was still too enthused by the marvelous night sky. Luckily, the hoodie was gigantic enough to fit two slim-bodied girls in it, so Chloe lifted her hoodie up and slid it over Beca, both of them now inside the hoodie.

The DJ tensed up as she felt her back pressed against Chloe's almost bare chest. Her breath hitched a little which she herself barely noticed, the moment Chloe wrapped her arms dangerously close to her breasts.

"Is it warm enough?"

And just like that, it's like her blood had turned into electricity flowing through her veins as she felt Chloe's warm breath against the nape of her neck.

"Y-yes." She answered timidly, trying to even out her breathing.

An hour had passed, and they sat there comfortably, silently luxuriating each other's warmth and presence. Beca's eyelids were becoming heavier and she subconsciously rested her head on Chloe's collarbone, her face nuzzling the side of the ginger's neck. Beca inhaled her vanilla scent and the redhead was more than certain that she felt the brunette smile against her neck.

"Becs, maybe we should check in a hotel or something, it's getting late and cold."

Beca was already half-asleep due to the ginger's warmth and scent. She mumbled a 'no' and intertwined her fingers with the redhead's, causing Chloe to raise an eyebrow in confusion while a blush is creeping out of her cheeks.

"What do you mean by 'no'?"

"I don't want to leave here, Chlo. At least not yet.". The brunette pleaded, her voice low and tired, yet was filled with desperation and comfort. She looked up to see a pair of crystal blue eyes filled with admiration and ecstasy, staring at her as if she was the best thing in the world. Chloe slowly leaned in to kiss Beca's forehead and whispered an 'okay' before squeezing the brunette's hand and tightening her embrace.

Beca fell asleep in a matter of seconds and was gripping Chloe as rigid as she could as if the ginger would leave. The redhead laughed quietly at the brunette's antics and stared at her with admiration and fear; she admired her calm and beauteous facial features; at the same time, she was afraid that this would be the last time where she'd witness this breathtaking sight of Beca.

"You're an enigma." Chloe whispered softly, planting a chaste kiss on the DJ's cheek.