A/N: Hey, guys. I'm really sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been sick lately and then I had to go out of town to receive a scholarship for college. I hope you guys don't hate me for it. As always, please leave me reviews. They motivate me to write more. Thank you to everyone who has left reviews and those who follow and favorite this story. I love you guys!

-Five Years Ago-

"Chloe, are you really just going to up and leave?" Beca asked, following her friend around their apartment. After Aubrey had moved out, Beca moved in with the redhead.

"I'm going to live with Tom. We've been together since..." she thought about the time Beca kissed Jesse, shaking her head, "We've been together for a long time. I don't consider that as "up and leaving" Beca," Chloe rolled her eyes, "Besides, I thought you wanted to go to LA anyway. What's holding you back?"

Beca stared at the ginger, completely hurt by her question, "Holding me back?" she was astonished, "You should know the answer to that."

"What? Are things still bad with Jesse? Just break up with him already if he's treating you this way. How many-" Beca cut the redhead off.

"Forget it," she stormed out before tears spilled out of her eyes.

"Beca, wait. I'm sorry," Chloe tried to stop her before she left. The brunette wouldn't stop, slamming the door behind her. Chloe ran after her, "Becs, please come back! I didn't mean to bring him up!" she called down the stairs.

The younger woman turned to look at her friend, "Just go off with Tom. Have fun. Just keep in touch," she said, leaving without another glance at Chloe.

"Beca, please come back. Where are you going? You live here, you know," the ginger went down after her.

"I'll come back later," Beca sighed.

"I swear I'll keep in touch, Becs. It's not like we're never gonna see each other again," Chloe was starting to realize that Beca was upset about her leaving.

"Okay," Beca left the building, still not looking at her friend. She mentally kicked herself for letting herself get as close to someone as Chloe was. They always left. No matter who they were or what they promised, they always left. She just needed to cut ties with the redhead to make this easier. Beca made her mind not to come back until Chloe was gone. Little did she know she wouldn't see her friend for a very long time.

-Present-

Beca was staring at the person at the door, waiting for an answer, "Well? Explain yourself. How did you even find me, Jesse?"

"Becs, I'm sorry. I screwed up. Had I known you moved her a long time ago, I would have..." Jesse started. He looked up and saw Chloe on the couch, "What is she doing here?'

"That's not your concern-" Beca started before the former Treblemaker cut her off.

"I knew it. I was right," Jesse scoffed.

Beca had fire in her eyes, "Actually you're not right. I wasn't the one who cheated on you."

Chloe stood up, walking towards the door, thankful that she'd put some shorts on before walking out of the bedroom that morning, "You don't have a right to be here."

"Like you do?! Chloe, you're the reason-" Jesse was angry.

"Leave me alone, Jesse. She's right. You don't have a right to be here," Beca frowned, not wanting him to finish his sentence.

Chloe was curious to hear the end, "I'm the reason for what?" she shot out.

"You really don't know, do you?" Jesse scoffed.

The redhead looked at him in confusion, "No, I don't, so spit it out."

"Jesse, just get out of here," Beca started to close the door.

The taller man stopped the door from closing, "All she talked about when I left was "Chloe this, Chloe that" and about the fact that she didn't want to leave you. She was always looking at you instead of me at Barden. You always ended up in our plans somehow. Why do you think that happened? Wanna know why? Beca is-"

"Jesse, go away!" Beca screamed.

He stared at her, astonished by the way she was acting, "Fine." He spun on his heel and walked off.

Beca closed the door and went to sit on the couch. Chloe stood there, watching her friend for a second, confused by what Jesse was saying, "Beca, what was he trying to say?" she asked, walking towards her to sit on the couch with the brunette.

"Can we just talk about it later? My head hurts and I just want to relax," the shorter woman sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"That's okay," Chloe smiled, "I can help you relax." She continued with the circular motions on the younger woman's shoulders that she was doing before Jesse interrupted. She was going to make her move at the time but now was not the time. She needed to let Beca calm down first. More opportunities were able to come. Opportunites where she wouldn't screw things up.

Beca leaned into the other woman's touch, "Why are you so good at this?" she let out a sigh.

"I don't know. Maybe I should try it out as a profession?" she joked.

"You'd make plenty money," Beca smiled.

"I'd have to go back to college and I really don't want to go back without you there," the ginger said, pressing harder on a knot in Beca's shoulder.

The younger woman began to squirm, "Not so rough."

Chloe chuckled, "I've heard that before."

Beca sat up and playfully pushed the older woman away, "Stop it," she laughed, leaning back to let her continue.

The redhead giggled, "Well, it doesn't look like you want me to." Chloe started massaging her shoulders again.

"Who would want you to stop?" Beca asked.

"A crazy person," Chloe laughed, "You know, Beca, I should probably apply for a job soon," she said, changing the topic.

"You've only been here a month. How long are you planning to stay?" the DJ asked, looking back at her friend. She remembered the kiss they'd shared the night before as she let her eyes trail to Chloe's lips for a split second.

"I told you, as long as you let me stay," Chloe smiled. She noticed Beca look down at her lips, but decided not to act on it.

"Well, it's not like I'm gonna kick you out," Beca looked down, beginning to be upset like she was earlier that morning when she learned Chloe couldn't remember their moment from the previous night.

"What's wrong, Becs?" Chloe asked, also noticing the change in Beca's expression.

"It's nothing-" she started.

"No, don't give me that. Have you forgotten I can read you like an open book?" the ginger looked at her sternly.

The shorter woman sighed. She knew she'd have to come out with the truth eventually. It was better that it would be earlier than later on. It was killing her anyways, "I lied about last night."

"What do you mean?" Chloe asked, confused.

"We came home last night and drank some more and danced some. Well, more you danced, tried getting me to dance too, and ended up spilling beer all over me. Anyways, you started trying to tickle me and we ended up on the floor and we, um," Beca looked away from her friend, feeling her cheeks getting hot.

"We what?" the ginger's heart was beating fast.

"We...kissed," Beca couldn't bring herself to look at Chloe, not wanting her to see how red her face was.

Chloe's face was just as red as Beca's, "D-did you like it?" she asked, staring intently at Beca.

The brunette turned to look at her. She opened her mouth to say something, remembering Chloe said she loved her and decided to do something bold. She placed her hands on the taller woman's cheeks and closed the space between them with a tender kiss.

This kiss was less heated than last night. The first time was only heated from their drunken state, but this time they were both aware. It was soft and loving. After what seemed like entirely not long enough, Beca pulled away, "Does that answer your question?" she asked.