Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of the characters used in this story.

A/N: Hey guys, all of my reviews said they wanted me to carry on with this fic, so here it is. Originally it was going to be all nice and happy and uncomplicated...but then I thought, when are things ever that simple. I think this is only going to be a 3 or 4 chapter fic so you wont have to wait long for the happy ending (SPOILER ALERT). Anyways, I hope you guys like it. As always please follow, favourite and review :)


Chapter 2

Chloe woke the next morning to a weight on her chest and brown hair sprawled all over. She looked down to see a sleeping Beca and contemplated how she should bring up last nights events to the younger girl. Chloe was too lost in thought that she didn't notice Beca starting to stir until a loud scream brought her out of her trance.

Chloe looked to Beca with wide eyes and raised eyebrows "You okay there Becs?",

Beca whipped her head to face Chloe and the look of panic quickly left her face as she let her shoulders drop "Oh Chloe, it's just you, thank god".

Chloe laughed at this "Of course it's me, who else would it be?".

"I had no clue, I woke up laying on somebody else's body in just my underwear and I have no idea as to how I got here. So yeah, I'm kinda relieved it's you and not just some random" Beca joked, but her laughter ceased when she noticed the upset look on her friends face.

Chloes face fell when Beca told her she didn't remember anything from last night. Yeah she was drunk, but you don't just forget telling someone you're in love with them, do you? Chloe was once again torn from her daze when she felt a gentle hand rest on her arm.

"Chlo, you okay?" Beca asked, concern clear in her voice.

"What,,um yeah, I'm fine why wouldn't I be" Chloe put on a fake smile, but Beca could see right through it. "So, you don't remember anything from last night?" Chloe asked, trying to sound casual.

"Not really, the last thing I remember was leaving the bar with Amy, who left me on my own pretty soon after that, may I add. Then I remember walking around for a bit, then, that's it" Beca answered simply. She then turned to face Chloe with a panic look on her face "Why, I didn't do anything stupid did I? Did I dance? Please tell me I wasn't dancing!".

"Relax Becs you weren't dancing" Chloe contemplated telling Beca what she had done the previous night, but decided against it. "You called me saying you were lost so I came looking for you and brought you back here".

"I'm sorry Chlo, I hope I didn't ruin your night" Beca looked genuinely guilty.

"Becs its fine, I wasn't doing anything. Besides, I would much rather you have called me then walked around campus alone and drunk, all night".

"Well, thankyou. You know, for talking care of me" Beca said with a grateful smile "One question though.."

"Shoot"

"Why am I not wearing any clothes?" Beca questioned, holding the covers to her chest.

Chloe's cheeks turned pink as she thought back to why Beca was only in her underwear "Oh well, when I brought you back here you wouldnt unlock the door. So I did it and when I turned around you were...kind stripping off in the middle of the hallway" Chloe smiled sheepishly.

"OH MY GOD" Beca looked horrified "I thought you said I didn't do anything stupid?".

"Calm down Becs, nobody saw. Well except for me but I've already seen you naked so it doesn't really count" Chloe winked.

Beca blushed at this, before adverting her eyes away from Chloe. She looked around for her cloths, noticing them layed all over the floor she went to pick them up, hiding as much of her body as possible in the process.

"Oh look at the time, I'm gonna be late for class" Chloe exclaimed as he shot out of bed. "I'll see you later right?"

"Sure, thanks again, y'know, for last night" Beca smiled.

"No problem, I'll see you later" Chloe smiled as she walked straight past the brunette and out the door. Once she was outside Beca's dorm, she lent back on the door and sighed. She wondered if she should tell Beca what she told her last night, but she was incredibly drunk, she may not have meant it. Chloe decided that if Beca did really did feel that way about her, then she would tell her when she's ready. And if not, then Chloe would just try to move on.

On the other side of the door, Beca was left confused by Chloe's behaviour, she just walked straight by her as she left; Chloe never just leaves, she always tackles Beca into a hug, or at least strokes her arm or something. Beca had a feeling that Chloe knows more about what happened last night. Had she done something wrong? Did she upset Chloe? She tried to remember what happened...and then it hit her like a ton of bricks.

The confession...The stripping...THE KISS. Beca froze on the spot and in that moment only one thought came into her head.

"Oh shit".