The freezing cold water enveloped Beca's torso and legs as she jumped in, just missing the explosion by about a second.

Her heart was pounding in her chest as she saw Chloe brining her head up and out of the water before raising her hands to wiped her face and push back her now soaking fiery tresses.

That's when Beca's stomach dropped. How could she have been so stupid and ignorant?

Chloe had obviously had feelings for her since they'd met and Beca had obviously been gaining them at a slower pace (thanks to her closed off exterior and what was often described by people as a "cold" heart) but it allowed her to really bond with the woman in a way she had with no other person.

And maybe subconsciously, Beca had been aware off this the whole time and just because Chloe was the same gender as her, she suppressed it. Because she wanted to make her Mom and Dad proud by being what they would define as "normal".

But in the long term did that all really matter? Because Chloe had the power to potentially make Beca happier than she'd ever been.

They would be like the ideal couple that whenever was described to Beca she would never understand how you do it. They would be best friends and partners and so so much more.

Beca could actually be someone's someone. Beca could have a someone.

So it would probably mean pushing off the family whom had never really cared about her over the years, she's always had to fight for attention and scarcely got it.

But Chloe was very obviously the type of woman who wanted a family and to settle down. So Beca could create her own. A happy, loving, Close-knit one.

And yes all of these thoughts were ver unBeca-ish. But Chloe was unBeca-ish. And almost dying prompted Beca to realise how important it is to grasp onto every shred of happiness and love you could find.

So she swam over to the redhead who was talking to Stacie with a furrowed brow (probably because they were floating in extremely cold water). And Beca places a hand on Chloe's shoulder.

The redhead turned around and instantly a relieved smile swiped across her face. "Becs. You're okay." Stacie swam alway wearing a sort of knowing smirk which Beca took a mental not to question her on later.

"Yeah- well kind of. Um." Beca stuttered. She hadn't really thought through just how nervous she would be when sharing her thoughts with the redhead.

"Can I tell you something?" Chloe asked.

Beca gulped and nodded her head dumbly.

"I've had feelings for you for a really long time now Beca. And we almost died. I don't want to not be able to see you everyday." Chloe's bright blue eyes pricked with tears so of course Beca's started to mist up too. "And yes this is fast but we're not getting any younger. And I believe that we should grasp onto any shred of happiness and love that we can find whether it's small or big."

Chloe always just knew how Beca was feeling and how she hated confessing it. So she always helped. Because Chloe was perfect for her.

"So when this tour is over, I want us to be together. Like together together. Me and you. In a romantic kind of thing. For the rest of our lives and stuff." Although she was crying and there was little lighting, Beca could make out the beautiful blush that broke out upon Chloe's cheeks. "I'm in love with you Beca and I want to show you that every day, and take care of you, and be your family. I want to be your someone. Is that cool?"

Beca lunged forward, cupping Chloe's cheeks and capturing her soft lips in a hard and passionate kiss. They stayed kissing for a while before eventually breaking away, panting heavily and smiling sheepishly. "That's really super cool actually." Beva replied. And they both giggled.