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Ight, Bechloe prompt ahoy! Chloe is trying to show her true feelings to Beca but Beca is completely oblivious and you can go and on from there 👍👍👍
It had taken a lot of courage to do what she was about to do. It took a lot of strength to do what she was about to do. It took a lot of sleepless nights and crying so hard you can't hear a single sob. It took a lot of Beca being completely freaking oblivious to her surroundings. But most importantly, Chloe had what it took. Chloe was emotionally equipped to deal with what she was about to do.
They'd lived together in the Bella house for going on three years together. She'd occasionally drop hints, peck cheeks, throw in an untimely hug or two. Despite her flirtatious efforts, Beca seemed to still be completely and undoubtably unconscious to the fact that Chloe Beale was, and has always been, madly fucking in love with her.
She assumes it happened sometime around Beca's freshmen year at the activities fair, or was it their infamous encounter in the shower? Either way, she'd been holding this in for what she believes to be too long, she knew she had to tell Beca. Everyone in the house knew, even a couple Trebles had pointed it out. So basically everyone but Beca knew. It'd been eating her alive for three years from the inside out. Every time Beca nonchalantly smirked or their hands brushed in-coincidentally, something in Chloe's chest lit fire. She had this constant need and constant yearning to always be near Beca. Between forced cuddling during Bella's movie nights and drunk dancing with each other at Treble's parties without so much as a single notion of reciprocated feelings, she'd had enough. She walked up to Beca and Amy's room and paced outside the door for a few minutes before finally deciding to knock. She knocked softly twice, waiting, no answer. She knocked again, a little harder - still no answer. She could hear Beca's music clearly so she decided to knock again, with no answer.
Chlo: Hey you, you in your room?
Becs: Yeah, what's up?
Chlo: Well, nothing. I've just been out here knocking on your door for like five minutes.
Becs: Oh shit. Sorry. Be right there.
Seconds later, Beca ran to the door swinging it open with a quick "hey" and walking back to her desk while Chloe followed behind her. Chloe sat on the end of Beca's bed while Beca continued to fiddle with her laptop. Chloe sat there in silence for a minute, just watching Beca do her thing. Beca pried off her headphones and spun her chair around to Chloe. "So, did you like, wanna talk or something?"
"What? Oh yeah. Talk, yeah." suddenly Chloe was a loss for words, something that never happens.
Beca let out a nervous laugh, "Okay, then talk? I just finished my stuff for the day so I'm good." she said as she motioned over to her now closed laptop.
"You know what? I just remembered, I have to uh, I have to go for a run." and she was gone. Out the door. A blur.
Maybe I shouldn't tell her. Maybe I should show her? But I have been! For years. I'll just have to step up my game.
Chloe came back from her run and went straight to the shower. She had a few texts from Beca that were burning in her inbox but she chose to ignore them. What cause that helped, she had no idea. But she did.
Twenty minutes later, after a shower that she'd hoped would calm her down, her head was still spinning. She'd just have to try a little harder, is all.
Later that evening, Chloe was sitting at the kitchen table flipping through a magazine of some sort and eating a bowl of cereal. She heard Beca prancing down the stairs, she knew it was Beca. She always knew when it was Beca. Her feet hit the steps lightly and she was humming something. Typical Beca. Her heart rate sped up just as she heard Beca turn the corner into the kitchen. "Hey, ginge." she threw at Chloe before walking to the fridge and grabbing a water. "Whatcha reading?" as she sat down next to her. Chloe's breath hitched in her throat at the proximity of Beca's body to hers. They've been this close before, sure, but ever since she ran off this morning she was a whole different kind of anxious around Beca.
"Uh, nothing. Nothing." before closing the magazine, grabbing her now empty bowl and getting up to put it in the sink.
"Dude, you okay?" Beca got up and walked over to the island and hopped up on the counter picking at some grapes in a bowl next to her.
"Yeah, fine. Why?" she turned on the water and started to rinse out her bowl.
"Cause, you're like, being really weird."
"I'm always weird, Becs."
"No like, weirder than normal. Are you sure you're okay? You ran off this morning pretty quick." popping another grape into her mouth with an, 'are you lying or?' look on her face directed at Chloe.
"Fine. Promise." Chloe shut off the water and walked toward Beca, pecking her on the cheek and walking to her room with her head down. She flopped onto her bed and let out a sigh. She had to do something, and she had to do it soon. She couldn't handle holding it in any longer. She'd do it tonight. No idea how, but she would.
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She worked up enough courage after a few hours, assuming Beca had gone back up to her room. No reply to her knock on the door other than Amy yelling, "She's at the station, Red. Just go tell her already."
Chloe walked relatively quickly across campus to Barden Radio. It was around 9:30pm so Beca's shift should still be going for another two hours. She walked in the front door, no one. Went toward the second door, nothing. She opened the third and main door into the studio to Beca stacking CD's while music was blaring. She was obviously the only one there. Thank God, no Jesse. The music was so loud theres no way Beca would've heard her walk in.
"JESUS CHRIST CHLOE." Beca yelped, clearly scared shitless.
"Sorry! Your music's up too loud, Bec. You're gonna be deaf by the time you're like twenty five." she walked over and turned the nob down.
"Well, then I'll worry about that when I'm twenty five. What are you doing here, anyway?"
"Just wanted to see you." with a half nervous smile.
"I'll be home in a few hours?"
"Yeah, but home in a few hours also means home with everyone else. Here it's just you and me." she plopped herself into a random desk chair in the middle of the room.
"Well, while you're here," she handed her a stack of CD's, "make yourself useful, Beale."
She stood up and took the stack of CD's from Beca's hands. They were on opposite sides of the shelves, stacking their little hearts away for a few minutes when Beca brought up said elephant.
"So.. this morning."
"What about it?" they continued to avoid eye contact and stack CD's.
"You said you wanted to talk, seemed pretty eager actually, and then you got the hell outta dodge."
"Oh, yeah. I don't remember." her voice got quieter as she finished the statement.
"So, you don't remember something you just had to tell me?"
"Yup." popping the 'P'.
"Well alrighty then, weirdo."
They continued to stack CD's until they ran out of CD's to stack. Beca walked into the booth to queue up another list of songs to play for the next hour before sitting down in the crappy folding chair outside the booth by Chloe. She wouldn't let Chloe in the booth because she would insist on touching every single flashing light and asking far too many questions that would either cause Beca's head to explode or her to start throwing things, none of which she figured Luke would appreciate.
"Hey, Becs?"
"Sup?" without looking up, scrolling through iTunes on her laptop.
"Are you naturally blonde?"
"Excuse m-"
"Or are you just always this stupid and this oblivious?"
"Chloe what the fuck?"
"I have been giving you signals for months, Beca." Chloe stood up and started pacing back in forth. "For months I have been being overly dramatic with everything I do around you, and i finally thought you were catching on! I finally thought you knew and I finally thought I wouldn't have to do this. But apparently I thought wrong."
"Dude! Slow dow-"
"No, Beca! I will not slow down. You know why? Because God dammit. I love you Beca Mitchell. And everyone knows it. The Bellas know it, the Trebles know it, for God's sake i'm pretty sure your dad even knows." Beca just stared blankly ahead while Chloe continued to pace and flail her arms. "Everyone but you." she stopped pacing and looked at Beca who was still sat motionless in the folding chair.
"Yo- you what?"
Chloe walked closer to Beca and squatted down so they were eye level and she forced her to meet her gaze. "Beca Mitchell. I love you. I'm in love with you."she stood up again continuing her pace but slower this time. "I have been for a while and I couldn't freaking handle it anymore. It's been eating me alive. I thought I could push it aside and act like I was okay with it but well, yeah. clearly, I'm not. "I mean it's fine, if you like, don't feel the same way - but I was pretty sure you did which is why I told you." Beca still stared blankly across the room without a peep. "Becs will you please just say something? Anything?"
"I. I uh." she blew out a deep breath that puffed out her cheeks before wiping her hands on her jeans and standing up, still avoiding eye contact with Chloe. "I um. Wow."
"Well, that's not really what I was going for but I guess it's better than nothing."
"Chlo, I um," this time initiating eye contact with the redhead standing two feet from her with her arms crossed self consciously, "I think I love you too? And yeah, I probably always have. I have no idea why I didn-"
Chloe cut her off with her lips before Beca could even react but she quickly pulled away. "Beale, slow your roll. You wanted me to say something, so I'm saying something."
"Oops?" Chloe said throwing her hands up to her lips.
"I have no idea why I didn't notice. I just always thought that's just how we were together and I always assumed you weren't into me and I tried to move on and tried to tell myself it would never happen, which is why i never reacted or said anything to you about any of it. But damn, I'm like, real glad I did." with a nervous laugh thrown in at the end. "Okay, that's it. Feel free to continue" Beca finished, taking a step closer to Chloe who grabbed her face in her hands. "K good. Cause i'm gonna kiss you now."