Authors note: Thank you guys so much for the reviews/favourites/follows! It really means a lot for my first story, I apologise for all the mistakes, I'm going to go back through and update what I can.
To the guest reviewer that commented on the flow of the first chapter, you are completely right. I had written the latter part later than the first scene with Beca and Chloe, and I wanted to convey a sense of confusion but I still wanted Beca to be open to what she'll experience through the story. Maintaining the tone of this story is difficult, I've pre-written a lot of scenes that I had wanted to include and then went back to make sense of them and how it flows. So to all readers, feedback would be excellent.

Sorry for the long note, enjoy!


(Chloe's POV)

Have you ever felt immediately drawn to a person as soon as you see them? That's how I felt when I saw Beca Mitchell, and I was going to make her my friend whether she wanted it or not.

And at first she did not, that much was clear. She was sarcastic, awkward and although she liked to tease me I could tell that she sometimes felt uncomfortable with me always around her. I couldn't help it, I just loved getting to know her.

I'm into cuddling, talking for hours about anything and everything, kissing on the cheek and all the other perks of friendships. I like sharing all those things with her. She once told me that she hadn't really had friends that were girls when she grew up, that she didn't really know what to expect when she joined the Bellas.

After reassuring her that we're all fast friends much like I had at aca-initiation night and she could trust us Bellas and me, she began to relax. She teased me more openly and she had even made me mixes of my own. We spooned in her bed and she shared with me about her parents divorce but it still felt as though she was holding herself back.

Which I can understand, because I was holding myself back too. I had never had a problem when it came to dating. I had had quite a few relationships, some casual, some not and I was completely comfortable with my body and being with another person. But Beca brought out a part of me that was so much more exciting than when I was with guys, every time we hung out I just had the overwhelming urge to... try things, like kissing. On her pretty little mouth.

I know that she had grown to trust me these past couple of months and I didn't want to ruin that, but then again I liked to indulge in the idea that maybe she would want to try those things too. Because we had this thing, after the moment we had in mine and Aubrey's shared kitchen, it had to be a thing right?

I should just see how it goes. That's what I tell myself everyday, which just goes against every natural instinct in my body, I need to know what's happening. Or at least do something about my urges because I'm burning a virtual hole through 'Titanium' on my iPod.

I could sense the frustration coming from Aubrey when she ranted about Bella's practice and Beca being a pain in her ass, and I was completely distracted by the alt girl. I should at least try and test the waters, I don't even know if she's into girls but I wanted to kiss her.


That night at Aubrey had been long forgotten between the two girls. Between actually attending classes at Chloe's demand, making newly inspired mixes, working at the radio station and the intense Bella practices, Beca had been busy.

Chloe had kept her on top of things with study sessions, and she had no time or energy to even think about the feelings she had been having. Instead she had enjoyed the time they spent together, not even thinking about the almost kiss at Aubrey and Chloe's shared apartment.

'Have you ever kissed a girl?' Until now.

Beca looked up from her place to see Chloe moving her books to the floor so she could really focus on the brunettes answer and shrugged.

'Once when I was drunk, but I hardly remember it.' Beca flipped through her textbook, not really taking anything in.

'I'm really curious.' Did she really just say that?

'I'm surprised you haven't already.'

'I'm affectionate and open to new things-.'

'Don't I know it.' Beca muttered.

'But I've never met anyone who I really wanted to kiss. Regularly.'

'So...'

'You have really pretty lips.' She paused. 'I've seen you staring at mine.'

'I'm straight.' Beca felt inclined to say, despite the very not straight thoughts she'd been having in the shower recently about the redhead.

'Me too. That's why I said I was curious, not in the middle of a sexuality crisis'. Was that what was happening? Beca thought, It couldn't hurt to see, right?

'Okay.' This is college, this is what friends do. Oh my god, am I excited?

'Okay?' Chloe couldn't believe her pathetic enquiry into kissing girls was working on Beca, the queen of deflection and pushing people away.

'Kiss me.'

'Are you sure?' She was certain she was hearing things, she had spent too much time thinking about those lips. And them screaming her name... No Chloe, focus on kissing, nothing else.

'Seriously Chloe? You just came onto me and now you're asking if I'm sure?!'

'I wasn't coming onto you!' Word vomit caused by panic. Please don't freak out or backtrack.

Beca scoffed. 'You're asking to make out with me and you told me you liked my lips!'

'Best friends compliment each other.'

'On really sexual and personal aspects of each other?' There was skepticism but also keen interest in her voice.

'Especially the sexual and personal aspects.' The flirtiness could be heard in Chloe's tone.

'Do they also ask each other to make out?'

'No.' Chloe pouted and allowed her eyes to roll across the room almost childishly.

'No?'

'They just do it. Well, the best friends do anyway. I guess we aren't the best friends!' Chloe acted put off.

'So why did you ask me?' She knew there would be a number of reasons why.

Instead of waiting for an answer she leaned over and pressed her lips to Chloe's. Chloe moaned into her mouth, feeling Beca's tongue probing her mouth - deliberate yet soft. Her hand came up to tangle with her tousled locks as she let Beca's tongue roam the caverns of her mouth. She felt herself being pushed into a laying position, Beca's warm body over hers, their legs tangling together.

This was everything she imagined and more.

Feeling Beca's hand on her bare hip, she felt encouraged to run her hand up the back of Beca's shirt touching the smooth skin that she found with great pleasure. The need for air caused them to part, Chloe leaning straight back in hopes of attaching their lips again but frowned when Beca pulled back.

She watched her take a deep breath, her eyes glued to her Chloe's chest. Chloe feared she didn't feel the sparks.

'You have the best rack I've ever seen.'

Chloe blinked.

'Like, you have an ass that's out of this world too but when you wear that tight Barden tank and the curves of your boobs peek out the top - all perky, I lose my shit.'

Beca ghosted her lips across Chloe's chest but bringing her face back up to brush their noses together. Chloe looked at her brightly.

'What are you doing?'

'Complimenting my best friend.' She murmured before kissing her again, this time more urgently. She started nipping, licking and biting. Both moaning at the sensations they were feeling.

After a while they both pulled back to catch their breath.

'Wow.' Chloe breathed out as Beca rolled to lay next to her, agreeing with a humming noise of satisfaction.

'You're really good at that.' Chloe watched as the blush filled the brunettes cheeks and she chewed on her bottom lip awkwardly, clearly not used to this kind of attention.

Beca glanced over to where Chloe had turned onto her side to face her, the redhead wore a nervous grin and she couldn't suppress the smile that broke out on her face and rolled her eyes at the girl.

Then in a moment of confidence, Beca leaned over and kissed her on the side of her mouth pulling away just as she felt Chloe kissing her back. 'You too.'

They both allowed themselves to enjoy the moment, laying in silence and smiling at each other.

'So I'm your best friend?' The shy question escaped Beca's mouth.

'Didn't the kiss say it all?'

'It actually didn't say a lot, must have been shy,' Beca smirked as she watched Chloe rolling her eyes.

'Maybe you should kiss me again, I might hear something after a few times.' She had barely finished her sentence, their lips had met again and Beca allowed her hands to get tangled in the redheads hair.

Chloe pulled back so that their lips were touching but not kissing. 'This is between us, right?' Beca nodded quickly, keen to return to their earlier activity. 'Just some fun.' The distance closed again.

After that it became a thing. Beca was enjoying fulfilling her longing feelings for the redhead and felt excited whenever the girl was near. And Chloe, she had discovered a new aspect to friendship that she found insatiable.


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