Beca rose from the bed and realized her alarm did not go off. She quickly looked at her phone and saw three texts from Chloe…all around 10:15 AM. The clock now read 12:35 pm

"Shit, Shit, Shit"…The smaller brunette cursed aloud as she quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed her jeans from the night before and threw on a hooded sweatshirt and slipped on some shoes.

Her roommate just glaring at the small bundle of energy as it banged into the bedpost and desk as she grabbed her keys and phone and headed for the door.

Beca ran down the stairs and across the quad as quickly as she could, the entire time punching her phone, trying desperately to reach Chloe, who of course did not answer the phone. Instead of leaving a message, Beca headed straight over to the coffee shop, only to find that Chloe was no longer there.

Desperate and not knowing what else to do, she sent a text to Aubrey. Which was answered immediately?

BM-Hi Aubrey, um… it's Beca Mitchell, I really need to speak with Chloe, do you know where I can find her?

AP-Why would I even give you that information? You have her number, just call her.

BM-Aubrey, I am sorry to bother you, but she is not answering, can I just have your address, I thought perhaps I could see if she was at the apartment.

Beca waited for what seemed like an eternity for Aubrey to respond and finally a text came through.

AP- 1015 Emory Rd.

BM-Thanks Aubrey.

The apartment was a loft and really posh; the entrance to the building was to buzz the apartment number. When Beca pushed the button, the door just clicked open and she walked in to see an elevator door to her right. She hit the button and took it to the 10th floor.

As she rode the elevator, she noticed her appearance and tried to fix it a bit before actually seeing Chloe. Her big brown curls flowing in every direction and disheveled clothing made her look a little more like a homeless person at the moment. As she calmed her mane and threw it up into a ponytail with a rubber band, she decided she at least looked a bit more presentable, and she was able to clean up her eye-makeup with a bit of spit and her sleeve.

When she exited the lift, she found only 2 doors on this floor, and 1015 was the first door to the right of the elevator. She quickly knocked.

Chloe answered the door in a small tank and a pair of yoga pants that fit just right. And Beca literally gasped at the sight. The redhead caught this but just simply said…"Hi".

Beca immediately started speaking…."Chloe, I'm just so sorry, I thought I had set the alarm, but I was a bit buzzed last night, and must not have actually turned it on."

Chloe simply reached forward and pulled the smaller girl in for a hug. Beca tensed at first at the sudden movement, but she allowed the gesture, and eventually even returned a quick squeeze to the redhead's waist.

"Want some coffee? Chloe asked.

"God yes, thanks Chlo…."

"Sugar? Cream?" Chloe confirmed, but no answer came from the brunette, just a stare.

"The red-head giggled, yes to both I think, right?" she winked at Beca, who stood dumbfounded, as the redhead reached up and her small tank rose up to reveal her toned stomach.

Beca just blushed and half-breathed out "yes" when she finally found her voice again. She knew she was acting weird, but Chloe was just too mesmerizing. How could anyone look so cute in workout clothes? She literally was breathtaking.

As Chloe grabbed the mug of freshly brewed coffee, she handed it to Beca and sipped from her own glass of water.

"I'm so sorry about this morning Chlo, I didn't mean to miss our breakfast," Beca said sincerely.

"C' mon let's sit down on the couch" Chloe walked over and plopped down on the oversized comfy cushions, patting the cushion to her left softly. Beca followed her however decided on almost squeezing herself into the farthest side of the couch.

Chloe looked at the girl and smiled, quickly scooting herself to the middle to get closer to Beca, who now was finding her coffee very interesting not even looking up as Chloe moved closer.

Chloe watched the girl with amusement, as she literally refused to meet her gaze, but was no longer drinking from her mug.

After long minutes of silence, Chloe finally reached over and grabbed the mug out of Beca's hands, and placed it on the coffee table, as Beca sat frozen.

"Becs, look at me." Beca still sat staring forward.

Chloe scooted closer and took Beca's face into her hands and literally pulled it in her direction, forcing the younger girl to return her gaze. As Beca slowly looked up and caught the redhead's blue eyes, Chloe could see the tears building in them.

"Hey Beca, really what's this all about" Chloe was so hurt to see the brunette tearing up.

"Chloe,…..I'm gay. That's what I came here to tell you. " A tear escaped Beca's eye as she quickly brushed it away. "What happened last night…it's just, I really like you, and it probably means something different for me. I just don't want to hurt our friendship." Beca continued.

"Beca, I don't want to hurt you. I really like you too. " Chloe tried to reassure the younger girl.

"Yes, but it's not the same for you Chloe, and I need you as my friend." Beca tried to explain but again refused to meet Chloe's piercing gaze.

"I understand Beca, I won't put you in that situation again. I promise, and I'm sorry. I just, well I was a little drunk, and you're really special to me." The redhead explained.

"You were just having fun, I know," Beca said as she tried to get up from the couch, unsuccessfully, because her legs were way too short, unable to reach the floor and she couldn't get her balance.

"Wait Beca, just wait. I need you to understand something." The redhead grabbed for Beca to stop her retreat.

Beca looked up when she felt the delicate hand on her shoulder pulling her back against the couch. Chloe looked directly into her eyes as she held onto Beca's hand, feeling it tremble.

"I need you to know that I feel something too Beca, but I'm not going to push either of us into anything until we know what we feel." Chloe looked directly at Beca while speaking, dipping her head to try and look into her eyes. "You are so important to me, and I want to be close to you. I wasn't just having fun, I was following my heart. Now I know where you stand, and hopefully, you know where I do. " Chloe's gaze was so full of emotion, Beca could barely stand how much she could see in those eyes.

"I need to go, Chloe, I'm sorry. Can we talk later?" Beca's fear rose quickly.

"Are you ok?"

"I am, I just need to go now. " Beca scooted herself off the couch and rose up quickly.

"Beca…wait….I just…..can I hug you?" The redhead quickly tried to stop Beca from her abrupt exit.

Beca slowly turned and looked at Chloe, who was now welling with emotional, looking confused and scared. She simply whispered her answer. "Yes."

Chloe stood and wrapped her arms tightly around Beca, who for the first time, wrapped her arms completely around Chloe's waist and buried her face into the redhead's shoulder, fully accepting the contact.

Chloe's heart melted, knowing this was not Beca's way. She held her for as long as she could but released her when Beca seemed to begin to pull herself away. It was never long enough for Chloe.

Beca quickly stepped towards the door, as she grabbed the doorknob she turned towards Chloe and simply said…."See you Later?"

Chloe smiled warmly, "You bet"