Beca and Chloe have a big fight because Beca keeps closing herself off. But, beca is only being secretive because she is writing a song for chloe.
When Beca made mixes, the rest of the world seemed to fall away. It was just her and her headphones. She always pictured puzzles pieces, jumbled in a mess on the floor, waiting to be put back together—except the pieces were baselines and downbeats. Hours went by like seconds as Beca became totally engrossed in her work. Nothing could distract her. She was in her zone. She—
"Hey," a voice purred in her ear.
Beca jumped, slamming the lid of her laptop shut and almost knocking the source of the voice in the chin with her shoulder. She looked up to see Chloe standing over her, a half-smirk on her face. "H-hi."
"What're you doing?" she asked, brushing a stray strand of hair off of Beca's face.
"Nothing," the brunette said quickly, resting her headphones around her neck. A frown passed briefly over Chloe's face, but it vanished quickly.
"Good," she said, "so you don't have any objections for going out tonight. It's karaoke night." She smiled expectantly at her girlfriend.
There was a pause. "Actually…" Beca said, unconsciously pushing her desk chair back a few inches.
Chloe's face fell. "Really, Beca? Again? This is the third time you've blown me off this week!"
Beca stood and reached for her girlfriend's hand. "I—"
"No," Chloe said, pulling her hand away, her voice suddenly very small. "Is it me, Beca? Do you really not to be with me so much that your goddamn computer takes precedence?"
Beca's heart dropped. "That's not it," she said, running both hands through her hair.
"Then explain it to me, Beca, because I don't get it," Chloe spat, voice cracking and eyes blazing.
"I love you," Beca said. "I do. More than anything. This mix, it's just…it's really important."
Chloe let out a hollow laugh. "Clearly it's more important than me." She turned to leave the room.
"Wait!" Beca called lunging forward to stop the redhead. "Nothing in the entire world is more important to me than you." She reached for her girlfriend's hand, and this time Chloe didn't pull away.
"You've been hiding in here for a week, Beca," she said, wiping at her eyes. "I find it hard to believe what you're saying."
Beca pulled Chloe over to her mixing station. "I was going to give it to you on your birthday, but…" She trailed off and pulled up the song she'd been working on and hit play. "It's not finished yet."
As the song progressed, a smile crept onto Chloe's face. "Oh."
"Yeah, oh," Beca said, hugging her girlfriend tightly. "I love you. Do you believe me now?"
Chloe kissed the brunette on the tip of her nose. "Sort of," she said, pushing Beca towards their bed. "But you'll have to show me."