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No Good For You - Meghan Trainor

Oh his kiss is soft and sweet

And he swept you off your feet
But he's no good for you, he's no good for you

And I'm sure he's worth a lot of gold
But you're better than you know
And he's no good for you, he's no good for you

"Chlo! Chloe! Come on, open the door!"

Beca and Amy were standing in the hall in front of Chloe's dorm, they had been knocking and calling but there were no sounds coming from inside the room. After a few more moments with no response, Beca sighed and dug into her pocket for her keys.

"You had the key this whole time?"

"I don't like to use it unless it's an emergency!"

"And this isn't an emergency? She just saw her boyfriend banging some random chick! I think it's an emergency."

Beca gave the blonde a look as she turned her key in the lock. Chloe was sitting on her bed, staring straight ahead, and Beca and Amy moved to sit on either side of their friend. The three sat in silence for a moment before Beca lifted a hand to the redhead's shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Chlo -" The redhead threw her arms around the DJs neck, burying her face in the younger girls shoulder. Beca wrapped her arms around Chloe's waist rubbing the other girls back soothingly. Silence fell over the room until a knock sounded at the door and Fat Amy moved to answer it.

"Chloe, I - " Tom started in on what presumably would have been an apology, but he was cut off when Fat Amy pushed him into the hall and followed him out. Beca continued to hold Chloe, confident that the Australian could handle herself. She really hadn't been exaggerating when she said she had wrestled crocodiles, Beca had seen it with her own two eyes when the Bella's had taken a trip to Australia for Amy and Bumper's wedding the year after graduation.

They could hear shouting in the hallway as Amy told Tom to leave, even going so far as to threaten him with her "fat power". Eventually, Tom stormed down the hall and Amy reappeared to tell the girls that she was going to make sure that he left the building and then head home herself. "Call me if you need anything, Beca."

"Thanks Amy." The brunette nodded her thanks, and the Bella's co-captain mumbled something unintelligible into Beca's shoulder. The door closed behind Amy, and Beca reluctantly extracted herself from Chloe's grip before moving to lock the door behind her.

The redhead's eyes were dry, but the look on her face was heartbreaking.

"Chlo . . . " The older girl finally raised her eyes to meet Beca's.

"He's done this before, you know." At Beca's cofused look, she continued. "I knew there were other girls, I mean I never caught him in the act, but it was no secret he was cheating. I just ignored it."

Beca kicked her shoes off before she sat back down on the bed, pulling her legs up under her and turning to face the redhead. "Why?"

"Look around Becs, there's not exactly a line of people waiting to be with me."There was a sheen of unshed tears on her blue eyes.

"Seriously? You're freaking amazing. You're smart and funny, and beautiful. There would be a line of people wanting to be with you." Chloe looked down at her comforter but Beca reached out a hand to raise the older girl's chin so she could look in her eyes. "And even if there weren't, you're enough. You don't need anybody to complete you, especially not some douche like Tom. You've got Aubrey, and the Bellas, and me." At that, Chloe wrapped her arms around the DJ's neck; bringing her in for a tight hug.

"You're a good friend, Becs. The best." They sat like that for a long moment before Beca pulled back.

"I'm going to make you some tea, you find us some trashy tv to watch."

"Trashy tv?"

"I may hate movies, but I love trashy tv. It's pretty much guaranteed to make you feel better." One perfectly manicured eyebrow raised skeptically. "Have you seen Kim Kardashian cry? If that doesn't make feel better, I don't know what will!"

She moved to the corner of the room where Chloe kept the coffee maker and brewed two cups of tea. By the time she turned back to the bed, Chloe had taken off her shoes and coat and was propped up against the wall at the head of the bed, her legs out in front of her. Beca passed her the cups and hung her own jacket on the back of the door before settling in next to the redhead. She didn't know how long they spent like that; mugs in hand, socked feet out in front of them, reality shows on the television. Eventually, a sex toy infomercial came on and Beca blushed furiously before flipping off the set and taking Chloe's mug.

"On that note, I have to pee. I'll wash these out while I'm in there." She walked down to the main hall bathrooms and took care of her business before washing her hands and the mugs. When she made it back to the room, she found Chloe curled under the covers; sniffling with sobs. Beca's shoulders dropped at the sight, and she crawled in behind the older girl, wrapping her in a hug. The redhead turned to face her, mascara streaked down her face.

"I'm sorry - "

"Hey, it's ok, it's ok." she pulled her close, stroking her hair. "Cry it out. I'll be here." She held Chloe until the older girl tired herself out, the sobs turning into sniffles and then eventually silence. Beca fell asleep not long after that, arms tight around the redhead.

Sunlight streaked in through the lone window in the room, shining across Beca's face. Hair tickled her face and she smiled as she brushed it away with the hand that wasn't trapped under Chloe's shoulders. She missed waking up to Chloe. Granted, it wasn't the most auspicious of circumstances, but she couldn't help the slight flutter in her heartbeat at seeing the older girl's face relaxed in sleep. She tried not to jostle her friend as she leaned over to reach her phone on the nightstand. 8:05. 5 missed calls and 20 text messages, all from the Bellas. They were all concerned about their co-captain, encouraging her to call them if Chloe needed anything. Beca quickly sent out a mass text to all of the Bellas, asking them to meet her at one of the diners on campus at nine.

She was reluctant to wake the other girl, but she knew that breakfast with the girls would be good for her. She carefully brushed her hand across Chloe's cheek, smiling at the way the sunlight caught on red hair. "Hey, Chlo . . . Chlo." she shook the redhead's shoulder gently and blue eyes blinked up at her. "Good morning. . . how do you feel?"

"My throat's a little sore, and my heart feels like it's been smashed by a hammer, but better than last night." Her voice had that raspy, early morning tinge to it that Beca loved, and she felt her heart constrict at the sound. Chloe sat up, rubbing her eyes, and Beca could finally move her arm, and she ran fingers through her hair to work through the tangles.

"If you feel up to it, I told the Bellas that we would meet them for breakfast."

"Breakfast sounds really good actually. But I should probably shower first."

"No problem, I need to go to my dorm and change clothes. I'll meet you back here at 8:50?" Chloe nodded and Beca moved to the door.

"Hey Becs?"

"Yeah, Red?"

"Thanks for being there for me."

"Anytime."