A/N: okay, so I know I said that the next chapter was going to be way longer, but sadly, it isn't. That's why I'm posting it earlier, to make it up.

To make things clear: the you-perspective is Beca's POV and the I-perspective is Chloe's POV.

I don't own the song, the movies and the characters.

Chapter 5

After glow / I don't need a hand in the flame for me to know / corner stone / written on the ceiling just to keep you breathing slow / so can you trust the love you found / if it holds you down with a wave of cold / if hope's still parted / maybe we can walk on water / maybe we can breathe in time / just give me this / and your lips upon my shoulder / we'll turn the corner / we'll curt a line / we can walk on water - Causes

You wake up in the morning with a pounding headache. It's surprisingly warm and cozy. You snuggle your face closer to the source of warmth and inhale the scent of vanilla.

Wait, what?

Your pillow doesn't smell like vanilla.

Your eyes shot open, but they're blinded by a sea of red. You push yourself up and now you notice that this isn't your dorm room at all. Nor is it your bed.

When you pushed yourself up, the blanket moved down and you can distinguish the bare back of a person laying next to you. Not to mention that your very own chest is bare too. You notice a hickey that wasn't there yesterday.

You gasp and scramble out of the bed. In a hurry, you fall over your own feet and the desk was what's keeping you upright. You notice a picture on the desk.

You see yourself, smiling, standing next to a ginger with baby blue eyes. The selfie was taken when they went to the carnival together. In the background you can see the Ferris Wheel.

You gasp again as realization hits you.

Slowly, you take a peek to the bed and see that the person who was laying next to you seconds ago, was indeed the one and only Chloe Beale.

You start looking for your clothes, which wasn't an easy task.

Why the hell were you doing in Chloe Beale's bed? Naked, you might add.

You don't have much time, since Chloe has opened her sleepy eyes and is now greeting you with a groggy voice.

"What are you doing Becs? Come back to bed." She waves you over.

The only thing you do is stare back at her.

As she looks at you, her eyes open wide and gasps.

"Wait, what the hell happened?! Why are we naked?"

"I don't know." You say sheepishly. "I can't remember."

"Me neither." She sighs.

You go back trying to find your clothes, as Chloe's voice calls your attention again.

"Please Beca wait." You stop in your tracks and turn to face her. Chloe pats the spot on the bed next to her, motioning for you to sit down.

"Did we…?" you trail off, not daring to finish your sentence.

Chloe put her thinking face on. "I don't know. Maybe. I can't remember either." But then she notices the hickey on your chest. "Did I do that?"

You shrug. But then, you see a hickey on her neck. "Chlo…" you trail off, pointing at her neck. "So did we…" you trail off again, feeling numb and not really knowing what to do with yourself.

"I think we did."

"Fuck."

Now your instincts are finally kicking in, as you dress yourself and fleeing out of the room, ignoring the pleading calls from Chloe.

xxx

"This is wrong in so many ways."

Beca took a step closer to me. "So they want us to kiss, huh?" she smirked. I could feel her breath on my face. She was very drunk.

"Should we give them what they want?" she continued. Her eyes bore into mine.

I couldn't take it anymore. I crashed my lips against her in a hungry kiss. I felt that Beca immediately began kissing back, her hands roaming over my body and tangling into my curls.

Beca broke us apart way too soon, only to have me pushed in the direction of my bedroom door. She slammed it close behind her and slammed me against it afterwards. Her hands tugged at the hem of my shirt and I got the hint.

'Screw everything.' I thought. I can have her right now, so I'm going to have her right now.

I broke the kiss once again to pull my shirt off myself and soon Beca's followed.

When we reached my bedroom, the only pieces of clothing that covered our flushed bodies were our underwear.

I tossed her onto my bed and straddled her for the second time this night. "You're beautiful." I said. She blushed.

Beca looked me in the eye and pecked me once on the lips. She nodded.

I planted my lips on her neck -a now familiar territory- and made my way down.

xxx

You cheated.

If it was one thing that you vowed to yourself that you would never, ever do, it was cheating.

And you feel only more miserable because you know that the real reason of your regret is that you didn't remember the first time with the person you actually wanted to be with.

A/N: Please don't hate me kind of? Also massive thanks to everyone who supports this story!

I saw in my mailbox that a few people reviewed the last chapter, but once I wanted to reply I couldn't because the site didn't let me see the reviews. Just know that I saw them and I want to say that I loved the reviews. It really made my day! Hopefully the problem is solved soon.

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~ bechloeeverywhere