AN: Hey everyone,
Just wanted to say a big thank you to my followers and the people who have made a review.
I will most definitely keep this story going :)
At an absolute minimum I will make sure I post one chapter a week, but I will aim for about 2 or 3 weekly.
Anyway, here is chapter four; I hope you enjoy!

Chapter Four

Beca POV

I woke the next morning with a start. Everything that happened the night before came rushing back and Chloe's kiss was like a punch in the face; a sweet and beautiful punch in the face.

I quickly looked over at Fat Amy's bed to find it empty. She must've spent the night with Bumper.
I sank back deeply into my mattress, relishing in the feeling of Chloe's lips on my own. However, it didn't take too long before the panic settled in.

Shit.

I was falling in love with my best friend... And I think I have been for quite some time.
I can't do this, what if I hurt her? I care too much about her; or worse... What if she hurts me?
Shit.
What about Jesse? I don't even know anymore... I mean I love him, but am I in love with him?

Images of Chloe and Jesse began flashing through my mind faster and faster, until my body broke into a cold sweat and I could feel tears welling in my eyes.
I sank deeper into my bed and under the covers; pull yourself together Mitchell, you don't cry.

This is exactly why relationships are stupid.
This is exactly why I don't let people get close to me.

Chloe's kiss began to run through my mind again. The way her lips were so soft... she was so gentle and loving. I began to feel my stomach twist and turn at the memory, so fresh in my mind.
Chloe was absolute and utter perfection - and with those simple words that she spoke to me about her caring, all my stresses vanished. I wanted nothing more than to go into her room and hold her close and kiss her again.
I wanted nothing more than her.
Wow - that sounds so corny. What is this woman doing to me?
Damn beautiful, red headed, perfect woman!

As I threw the covers off of my body and stood up, I began to think of Jesse again, and sat back down.
My head fell down into the palm of my hands.

I couldn't do this. I couldn't lead Jesse on whilst I was feeling this way; it wasn't fair. I was going to have to talk to him, he at least deserved the truth.
My palms began to sweat, I lifted my head out of my hands. After our conversation on the phone last night I wasn't so sure how he was going to take it.

I took a deep breath and looked at my phone to see the time, it was only 7:30am... Weird, I never wake up this early. There was also a text message from Jesse, but I decided against reading it just yet. I needed to relax and take some time to calm down.
I knew for certain that after last night, none of the other Bella's would be awake.
Now was the perfect opportunity to work on some mixes for World's and to get some ideas flowing for Snoop Dogg's arrival.

I sighed, opened my computer up and tried to push all these crazy emotions from my head... for at least an hour or two.

After some time I managed to calm myself down; at least a tiny bit.
I closed up my laptop, stood up, and placed it over on the desk.
I opened up my phone again, it was 9:47... A much more reasonable time. However, Jesse's un-open text on my screen completely undid all the calming down I had tried to do.

I was about to walk downstairs for breakfast, when I froze.
I completely forgot that Chloe would quite possibly be awake. Being the ever organised, over thinking girl that she is, she was normally awake bright and early, well before everyone else.
I tried to swallow, but my throat had already tightened.
Never before have I felt such nerves and excitement at the prospect of seeing my best friend.

Play it cool Beca, you've got this. You've totally got this.

I decided to gage her reaction before deciding on my own; and thus, with shaky legs, I began to make my way down the stairs.

I made it halfway downstairs, I could hear Stacie and Emily groggily talking to one another.
Just as I made it around the bend in the stairs, a thought hit me full in the face...

What if Chloe regretted what happened?
I mean I was always prepared for the idea that she didn't mean it in a romantic way. Let's be real here, it's Chloe, she is super flirtatious when she is sober, let alone drunk. She could've just got a little bit carried away... But what if she regretted it?
What if the absolute thought of me, now disgusted her?

I could feel my heart sink deep down through my chest and into my stomach and my eyes went blurry.
I realised that perhaps I couldn't do this.
I was about to turn around and head back upstairs, after all, no one had seen me, so I could easily slip away.

I barely made it one step up the stairs, when suddenly-
The front door slammed open and Fat Amy all but fell through the entrance. All the Bellas came rushing over from the kitchen to see what all the commotion was about. All the Bellas but Chloe.
No Chloe? That was weird.

"Okay, okay I went to get some ice cream! Geez! These things take time, there was a line-up! Haven't you skinny bitches ever eaten ice cream before!?" Amy boomed as she regained some of her balance on Cynthia-Rose.
Between their hangovers and their tiredness everyone just seemed extremely confused by the entire situation. Their eyes looking over Amy before finally turning and resting on me.

"You're looking very sheepish this morning," said Amy, looking at me very inquisitively.

Cynthia-Rose and Stacie gave me a quick look up and down before shrugging and turning around to head back into the kitchen. I could smell pancakes burning. The rest of the Bellas followed close behind them, Amy stayed behind, her eyes never leaving me.

"Where's Chloe?" Amy asked me expectantly.

"What? I don't- I mean I only just woke up- I don't-" The words fell out of my mouth in an un-organised heap. Fat Amy cocked her head to the side and squinted her eyes.

"Riiiight Mitchell, whatever you say." Amy winked at me before heading into the kitchen.

"Wait-no! AMY! WAIT!" I half stumbled down the stairs in pursuit of Fat Amy, as she laughed to herself.
I caught up with her as we reached the island bench in the kitchen. All the Bellas were gathered round laughing about the night before, digging into pancakes and coffee. My stomach growled and lurched at the sight before me. I was hungry.

I was sitting in between Amy and Stacie. It didn't take long for me to start panicking again. Chloe was still a no show. My heart was racing.
Almost as if she could read my mind, Emily piped up,

"Hey, has anyone seen Chloe?"

"I think she's still in bed," exclaimed Stacie.
"She went home with you didn't she Beca? I mean I saw you two leaving together." Stacie looked down at me sitting next to her.
I couldn't help the blush that crept onto my face as I thought of the ulterior meaning to what Stacie had just said. I could feel Fat Amy's eyes watching my every single move.

I was just about to respond when I heard Jessica and Ashley start talking.

"Oh hey Chloe, we were just wondering where you were?"

My eyes shot up to the doorway, my heart pounded harder than it ever had before, as my eyes rested on the object of my internal madness stood before me... She was so maddeningly beautiful. I felt the breath escape my lungs and all thought disappeared.

Chloe looked different than to what I had ever seen her. Her hair was in a complete disarray, her eyes were puffy and the mascara and eyeliner from the night before left black marks underneath her eyes. It was 11am and it looked like Chloe had not slept a single wink.
Even like this, she was utter perfection to me... Oh my gosh, how did I manage to suppress these emotions for so long!?

I could not take my eyes off of her.

"Morning ladies, you're all looking glorious this morning." Wow, Chloe's husky, sultry voice caused by her hangover was quite possibly the sexiest sound I had ever heard. Her eyes scanned over all of us, taking in everyone's disheveled appearances... Before finally resting on me.
I'm pretty certain that my heart just did a somersault in between my lungs.