Chloe always had a crush on Beca but could never act on her feelings. She doesn't know why it's so hard for her. She is usually so open and up front with people. She didn't have any trouble telling Aubrey she had a crush on her when they were both sophomores. She didn't have any trouble telling Tom she had a crush on him. So, why is it so hard for her to act on her feelings for Beca and tell her she has a crush on her?

Chloe was sitting in the library studying. Well, that's what she was supposed to be doing. Instead, she was lost in her thoughts while watching her crush from across the room. She remembers exactly when her crush started. All the Bellas, including Aubrey, seem to know of her crush. They all think it started at the Activities Fair when Chloe first saw Beca and called her over to the Bellas booth. Chloe thought she was hot when she first saw her but didn't really feel anything toward her then. In actuality, her crush actually began when she walked in on Beca in the shower, because, hello!, she was naked!

She still can't believe that she not only walked in on Beca in the shower, but she also told Beca she was singing her lady jam. God! Who does that?

Anyway, she remembers she tried to be mature about it and not stare or sneak a look. I mean, they were just two women, singing naked in a shower together. Nothing weird about that, right? Chloe will admit that her eyes did wander, and oh what a wondrous sight they saw. This is when she really noticed that Beca's eyes were as dark blue as the ocean. That her lips looked so soft and kissable up this close. That she had a very strong yet feminine jawline that Chloe imagined peppering with kisses. When Beca turned her back to Chloe, she got to see two of Beca's tattoos. Chloe always thought tattoos were hot and sexy. The first was a bluish-purple floral design that started on her right shoulder blade and went up over her shoulder. It was Chloe's favorite. Her eyes travelled down and saw the second tattoo. It looked like a bar code and was midway down her back and about 2 inches above her ass. Yes, of course her eyes found their way to Beca's ass. Her sexy, cute ass.

"Oh, God," Chloe whispers softly. "What is wrong with me?"

Now she can't get the thought of Beca's ass out of her head.

"Chloe? Hey, Chlo," Beca said. "Earth to Chloe."

"I'm sorry," Chloe says coming out of her thoughts. "What?"

"You okay?," Beca asked. "I called your name like five times."

"I was, um, just thinking about this essay," Chloe said. "Did you need something?

"I was wondering if you wanted to get something to eat with me," Beca said.

"Sure," Chloe said. "Where should we go?"

Chloe started gathering up her stuff and stuffing it into her bag.

"I was thinking the diner," Beca said. "I'd kill for a burger and fries.

Beca and Chloe head out of the library.

"You should try a salad every once in a while," Chloe said.

"I only eat that which I know my body won't reject," Beca said.

Chloe laughs and grabs Beca's arm as they make their way to the diner. They chitchat about the Bellas, graduating, and Jesse.

"Ah, yes. Jesse," Chloe thinks. Beca's boyfriend. Just another reminder to Chloe why she is unable to tell Beca of her crush. Jesse. The guy Beca had been dating for the past three years. Jesse. The guy who-

". . .and that's why we broke up," Beca said.

"What?," Chloe asked. "Did you just say you broke up with Jesse?"

"Yeah, Chloe," Beca said. "Where have you been for the past five minutes? I literally just listed like ten reasons why we are no longer together."

They enter the diner and sit down. Chloe puts down her bag.

"I'm sorry," Chloe said. "I was lost in my own thoughts."

"What's up with you today?," Beca asked. "What's got you so distracted?"

"Just this essay I have to do," Chloe said.

"Chloe," Beca said. "It's just the first week of school and you're already stressing over an essay."

"I have to graduate this year, Beca," Chloe said. "I already failed Russian Lit four times. I can't afford to fail again."

"You will graduate this year, Chloe," Beca said. "With me, I might add. I need a reason to attend those inevitable class reunions in the future."

Chloe laughs.

"Do you really think I'm going to be your friend in the future?," Chloe asks with a cheeky grin. "I mean I'll be raking in the money as an exotic dancer and you'll just be some famous record producer who shouldn't be seen with my kind."

"What makes you think I'd let you be an exotic dancer?," Beca asked.

"What makes you think you would have a say in what I do?," Chloe retorted.

"I would like to think that I'd have a say in what my girlfriend did for a living," Beca said.

"Wait," Chloe says shaking her head and looking at Beca. "What did you just say about girlfriend?"

"What is up with you today?," Beca asked. "That's like the third time you've zoned out on me."

"Sorry," Chloe said. "Now what about the girlfriend thing?"

"I said," Beca responded. "I don't know exactly what Jesse expects from me as his girlfriend. He's becoming extremely annoying about it."

"Oh," Chloe said.

"Oh, my God," Chloe thinks. "What is wrong with me? I just had an entire conversation with Beca in my head. She's still with Jesse. She still doesn't know me as anything but her best friend. Why can't I just tell her that I'm in love with her?"

"You're in love with me?," Beca asks staring wide eyed at Chloe.

"What?," Chloe said just as wide-eyed.

"You just said 'Why can't I just tell her that I'm in love with her?'," Beca said. "You were talking about me, right?"

"You, um. You heard that?," Chloe asked nervously.

"Yeah, I did," Beca said. "Did you mean it?"

"Um," Chloe said and swallowed, her throat suddenly dry.

"Well?," Beca asks. "Did you?"

Chloe just sat there staring at Beca.

"I hope you did," Beca said. "Because I'm kinda in love with you, too."

Chloe's brain was going into overload. Is this really happening? Did Beca just say she was in love with her?

"Jesse," Chloe managed to finally squeak out.

"What about him?," Beca said.

"You. And him," Chloe said, suddenly unable to form a complete sentence or thought.

"We broke up," Beca said. "Just before summer break."

"But you said you didn't know what he expected from you as a girlfriend," Chloe said.

"Correction," Beca said. "I said girl [pause] friend. Two words separated by a space so it means something totally different. We decided to remain friends after we broke up and he keeps trying to get me to be his wingman to help him pick up girls. He's being so annoying."

"I think I must be in some kind of dream state," Chloe said. "I can't tell the dream from reality."

"Is that your way of saying that you're not in love me?," Beca asked.

"I am in love with you," Chloe said. "But, this entire conversation is happening in my head while I'm sitting across from you totally zoned out while you talk about you and Jesse."

"I know a way to show you this is real," Beca said.

Beca smiled and got up from her seat. She went and sat down in the chair next to Chloe. Chloe turned to look at her. Beca took Chloe's face in her hands, rubbing the pads of her thumb over Chloe's cheek. She leaned in and gently kissed Chloe. Chloe was still in a daze not knowing if this was real or just her imagination. She couldn't hear anything but her own heart beating.

Beca pulled back from the kiss. She was still smiling and looking into Chloe's eyes.

"Did that feel like a dream?," Beca asked.

"Yes," Chloe whispered. "A dream come true."

Chloe leaned forward and crashed her lips against Beca's. Beca responded immediately and kissed Chloe back. Chloe pulled back breathing heavy. She could suddenly pick up the sounds around her. Sounds of cheering and clapping and Stacie and Fat Amy yelling "It's about time." Sounds of guys whistling and catcalling because, duh, it's college and two girls were kissing. Sounds of their waitress laughing and telling them to keep the PDA to PG-13.

This was real. This was happening. Chloe smiled the biggest smile she has ever smiled. She pulled Beca into a hug.

"This is real," she whispered.

"I should hope so," Beca said.

"I've always had a crush on you," Chloe said. "But could never act on my feelings."

"Why not?," Beca asked.

"I honestly have no idea," Chloe said pulling Beca into another kiss.