A/N: Sorry this took FOREVER! I've had a crazy few weeks. But here we go with Chloe's chapter for the first date!

Ch 2

"Ok, how about this one?" Chloe asked again as she stepped out of the closet and spun around for her roommate before looking at her reflection.

"It's great," she heard Aubrey say from behind her.

"You think so?" she asked while smoothing over her midsection of the red dress.

"Yep, that's the one."

"Are you sure, 'cause-"Chloe stopped her question as she turned around and saw the blonde reading a magazine. Chloe squinted at her roommate before taking the dress off and standing in her matching bra and underwear.

"Is this better?"

Aubrey didn't lift her eyes from the page.

"Oh yeah, much better."

Chloe groaned, wadded up the dress and threw it at the blonde. The fabric hit the other girl in the face and got her attention.

"Hey!" Aubrey shouted as she looked up.

"Don't 'hey' me," Chloe replied, "You're not paying attention. This is important, Aubrey! You're supposed to help me. Beca will be here in, like, an hour."

Aubrey scoffed and gestured around the room.

"Well I was paying attention about thirty outfits ago," she remarked as she directed her attention to the many piles of clothes strewn around Chloe's bedroom and spilling out of the closet, "and everything looked great. Everything you've put on, including my clothes which are now wrinkled up on the floor thank you very much, looked great."

Chloe let out a groan and stomped a foot in frustration.

"I need better than that, Bree!" she argued, "I need amazing."

"You need to calm down. Stop freaking out. I mean, it's Beca we're talking about. No reason to go all out."

Chloe scowled at her friend's words.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked defensively, putting her hand on her hips, "I thought you and Beca were good; that you supported this."

Aubrey put her hands up in surrender.

"We are and I do," Aubrey stated and rose to stand in front of her friend, "I meant it's Beca; the girl who's been giving you heart eyes all year and that includes when we were fighting near vomit," she shuddered at the memory, "My point is, you could wear a pillow case with holes cut in it and she'd still think you were gorgeous."

Chloe felt the familiar tingle in her stomach when it came to Beca. She looked down as she wrung her fingers together.

"You think?"

"I know," Aubrey replied with a smile and grabbed her friend's hands for a comforting squeeze.

Chloe took a breath and nodded.

"Ok. Ok, yeah," she nodded again and returned to the closet to dress again.

Aubrey sighed and stepped back, waiting a few minutes before hearing Chloe's voice again.

"This is it!" the redhead declared happily from the closet before she ran out excited to stand in front of her roommate, "This is the one!"

Aubrey took in the blue dress she was wearing.

"Are you kidding me?" she asked loudly.

"What, you don't like it?" Chloe questioned looking down at herself.

"Chloe!" she whined, "That was the first freaking thing you put on!"

Chloe just shrugged and twirled around with a smile.

Aubrey huffed in frustration and flopped down on the bed. Chloe just smiled wider in happiness at her decision before going to continue getting ready.

Half an hour later, Chloe had just finished her make up when there was a knock at the door.

"I got it," Aubrey announced and made her way down the hall.

"Thank you!" Chloe called out and as Aubrey passed by the bathroom. As the blonde walked by the open door, Chloe heard her talking to herself.

"…give that midget a good warning about dating my friend."

Chloe gasped and ran out, catching Aubrey by the wrist just before she reached the front door.

"No! No, no Aubrey you can't!"

"What are you- ouch! Let go!" Aubrey demanded as Chloe pulled her back into the living room and away from the door.

"Aubrey, you cannot go all stern and scary on her. You can't!" she spoke in a harsh whisper, knowing Beca was just outside the door and might overhear.

"It is my right," she replied as she ripped her arm out of Chloe's hand, "as your best friend to give her the talk!"

"Keep your voice down!" she demanded in a hiss, "You'll take it too far and scare her!"

"Good, that's my job!" she answered matching Chloe's volume.

"It took a year for her to get the courage to actually ask me out; I won't let you freak her out!"

Chloe started marching towards the door.

"No, Chloe, come on!" Aubrey pleaded going after her, "You have to let-"

Chloe didn't hear the rest as she hurried into the hall and closed the door quickly behind her.

She nearly ran into Beca in the hall during her rushed exit. She greeted her enthusiastically as the other girl stepped back at her sudden appearance.

She fought to suppress a smile of amusement as Beca stumbled her way through complimenting her. She did let out a small grin as she responded.

"You look better than good, too."

Beca looked down at herself before holding out a bouquet.

"These are for you."

Chloe felt a swell in her chest as she took the flowers. A smile burst onto her face upon seeing that they were lilies. Her favorite; Beca remembered her favorite flower. She barely remembered mentioning it. That fact made her smile brighter as she smelled them and thanked Beca.

"I love them," she told her, "Most people bring roses, which is a little cliché and played out for a first date, you know?"

She heard Beca's laugh, "Yeah, totally."

Chloe excused herself to put the flowers inside, making sure to close the door before Beca could follow her inside. It turned out to be the right move as Aubrey practically bounced on her as soon as she entered.

"What going on? Did you change your mind? She messed up already? I knew I should've –"

"No, Aubrey, calm down," she interrupted and held the flowers to the blonde, "Put those in water for me."

"Fine," she agreed taking the flowers, "Right after I have a word with her."

Chloe blocked her as Aubrey made a move to go to the door.

"Chloe, don't deprive me of this," she pleaded, trying to reach around her for the doorknob, "Come on I've done it for all your dates."

"None of them were Beca. Stop it!"

"Chloe!" she continued to try to get around her.

The redhead opened the door just enough to slip out even as Aubrey tried to get out as well.

"No," she said slapping away the blonde's hand as she tried to hold the door to keep it open, "No, stop it. No!"

"Chloe-"

Aubrey's words were silenced by the closing door. In the hall, Chloe kept her grip on the doorknob behind her as she felt Aubrey trying to turn it from inside. She put her smile back on for Beca.

"Ready?"

The two made their way out to Beca's car.

"Thank you," Chloe said as the brunette opened the door for her.

She was settling herself in the car and looking around the interior. Her eyes fell on the bouquet of roses discarded in the backseat. Chloe smiled to herself and pretended not to notice them as Beca got in the driver's seat.

After a short drive, during which Chloe could feel Beca's nerves flowing off her in waves, Chloe's eyes widened as she realized where they were going. This was definitely not what she was expecting.

"Are you serious?" she asked in surprise, "We're actually going here?"

"You don't like it?"

Hearing the worry in her question, Chloe was quick to reassure her that wasn't what she meant. She just recalled her parents bringing her there to celebrate her first year at Barden and how high the price was at the end of the meal.

"Don't worry about it," Beca told her with more confidence than before getting out.

As soon as they entered, Chloe could sense Beca's nerves return full force.

They were seated quickly and Chloe tried to ease her obviously overwhelmed date with a smile. Beca returned it with a nervous one of her own before the two made some small talk about the restaurant. She'd even manage to make the younger girl blush with a flirty comment.

Chloe did her best to try to relax her as the minutes passed with increasing discomfort from the other girl. She finally had to say something when Beca once again second guessed herself after asking the waiter for more time before ordering.

"What are we doing here?" Chloe asked.

"Um, we're having a date?" she responded before adding, "You're not enjoying yourself."

Chloe answered honestly, "No, I'm not."

She read the disappointment that came across the girl's face. She hurried to dispel it; unable to take the look in her eyes. She put her hand over Beca's.

She'd seen from the start how uncomfortable Beca was in her skin that night. Sure, she looked great, but it was obvious she wasn't feeling like herself. That discomfort made itself known in the way she acted. Beca always walked a line between confident and awkward in adorable fashion. But tonight she was far from it.

"I wanted to do something special. You deserve special," Beca told her before admitting, "I don't do this much, you know, date."

The redhead smiled warmly at the confession and couldn't help thinking about how there was much more to the girl than the deprecating badass with a sarcastic response to everything. That was why she wanted a real date with Beca. Not this show the brunette thought she had to do to impress her.

When Beca informed her that she'd had a different original plan, Chloe was immediately intrigued to learn what it might be. Chloe's smile beamed across her face as Beca pulled off the road and stopped the car. They were looking out over the city lights, but far enough away from it that the stars were clear and visible.

Beca rolled the windows down and Chloe followed her suggestion to go sit on the hood. The redhead made herself comfortable as she heard the music come from the car as Beca appeared again.

Chloe took notice of how much more relaxed Beca seemed now. Her jacket was left behind in the car and her sleeves pushed up her forearms; smirk on her face as she joined Chloe on the hood.

She couldn't properly describe exactly how happy she felt as she lay beside Beca – the real Beca – with the mix playing around them. She became fixated on the headphones tattooed on her wrist and stated tracing it with her fingers.

Her mind travelled back to that day in the shower. What Beca didn't know, was that Chloe had shamelessly taken in the sight of Beca's body from behind for a few seconds before alerting the other girl to her presence. She smiled to herself as she realized she knew exactly what her other tattoos were and, more importantly, where they were.

"I love your tattoos," she admitted.

Feeling totally at peace in the moment, Chloe kissed her wrist and then moved to lie against the other girl. Warmth encapsulated her as Beca's arm wrapped around her in response. When Beca asked if she could kiss her, the redhead had to keep herself from squealing in excitement.

Forcing her voice to remain steady, she answered, "You don't have to ask."

They kissed.

They kissed and Chloe could honestly say she'd never felt anything close to what Beca Mitchell's kiss inspired in her. If she had to describe it, Chloe would say Beca's kiss felt like coming home.

When they separated, Chloe wouldn't help but wrap herself around Beca, wanting to never let go of her. After a moment, Beca's chest vibrated beneath her as she spoke.

"So, the Beca Mitchell experience…what do you think?"

Chloe hummed, replying with the only answer she had.

"Perfect."

She was glad that Beca couldn't see how impossible it was to stop her smile from taking over. Chloe turned her face into Beca and tightened her hold on Beca who chuckled in return.

When Chloe felt the brunette place another kiss on top of her head, she couldn't help the thought that came to her.

She was going to spend her life with this girl.