Prompt (Guest) : Could you do one where Beca is in the girls football team and is playing a big match in front of the whole college and gets seriously taken down and Chloe runs onto the field and helps her off or something please :)
"Ugh, why am I doing this?" Beca bites her lip, her hand on her forehead as she paces back and forth in the locker room.
"Because Chloe said-" Jesse starts, but is cut off quickly.
"She couldn't have said she was into tennis players, or bowlers? No, she had to say she was into football players." Beca groans, sitting down by the locker and starting to pound her head against it.
"I think her exact words was that 'Football players were hot.'" Jesse nods making Beca stop pounding her head against the metal.
"And now here I am. In cleats and pads." Beca sighs, looking to her best friend. "I'm going to die tonight Jesse." She gulps, looking down at her twitchy fingers.
"You don't have to play Becs, they can't force you." Jesse reminds her, making Beca roll her eyes.
"How else am I supposed to catch the captain of the cheer squad's attention?" Beca questions sarcastically.
"Maybe start by actually talking to her?" Jesse suggests receiving a glare from the shorter girl.
"That's why i'm doing this Jesse, so she'll come talk to me. Everytime I try to go talk to her, I freeze up and forget my name." Beca groans again and begins to bang her head against the lockers again. Jesse rolls his eyes and stands up, grabbing onto Beca's head.
"Let go, I was preparing myself for the pain I'm going to feel once I step out onto that field." Beca glares, swatting at Jesse's hands.
"Beca, you'll be fine." Jesse starts, sitting down next to his best friend. "Sure, you overheard what Chloe Beale said about having the hots for football players. So what? You get a stupid idea and sign up for the girl's football team. And crazy enough, you're actually not that bad and get on the team."
"Your point of telling me what I already know is?" Beca questions, feeling her heart beat quickly as she hears the band start to play outside.
"You can do it. You're like a really fast runner-"
"I actually hate running. But yeah...i'm not bad." Beca interrupts.
"And you can catch the ball like fifty percent of the time." Jesse continues making Beca shrug.
"She's going to be out there." Beca reminds him with a frown.
"That's the whole point, is it not?" Jesse raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah." Beca sighs, "Just a lot of pressure. I don't want to make even more of a fool out of myself in front of her."
"Then don't do that Beca. Just go out and have fun, she'll be all over you after." Jesse smiles making Beca take a deep breath, she nods and stands up.
"I can do this." Beca preps herself, grabbing her helmet from the bench. "Thanks Jesse." She smiles down at him.
"Anytime, deadmeat." He smiles making Beca frown and punch him on the arm. She then looks forward and takes the few steps out of the locker room, heading straight for the field. She can already hear all of the people, families and students all coming to enjoy the game.
She shakes herself a bit, stretching out her neck as she walks out onto the field. She looks around, seeing the craziness of all the people that showed up. She looks out into the stands, seeing her father up at the top. He gives her a thumbs up making her gulp, ever since she told her dad that she actually wanted to play on the girl's football team, he hasn't been able to shut up about how proud he is.
She turns, seeing the cheerleaders, gulping as she sees Chloe almost immediately. The redhead stretching out, showing off her muscles as she holds the shiny pom poms in her hands. Beca bites her lip, staring at the girl she's been drooling over for months.
Her and Chloe have U.S. History together, and ever since Beca first saw Chloe, she hasn't thought about any other girl. She's only spoken to the redhead a few times, all of them being quite horrible attempts on Beca's part. She always gets too nervous and messes up her words, which is very unlike her. At least Chloe is always so nice about it, Beca likes that a lot about her. She's always nice to everyone, even when they do something stupid.
Beca hates most people, she likes her best friend Jesse, he isn't so bad. Chloe Beale seems like the only other person who doesn't come off as infuriating to the small brunette. Beca just really wants to be around the cheerleader, which is an odd thing for her, but she can't help but feel it.
Beca walks over to the rest of her teammates, seeing that some are warming up already. She puts on her helmet like the rest of the girls, looking down at her shoelaces to make sure they are tied, checking the rest of her uniform and pads, then starting to jog with a few other teammates.
She finds herself watching Chloe as she warms up, seeing the girl talk to the other cheerleaders. Beca smiles when she sees Chloe grin or do something cute, hoping that this whole football thing will pay off. She feels her heart pick up the beat as the game nears to the start.
"Yo Mitchell!" Beca jumps, spinning around towards the voice.
"This is your first game and all…" Cynthia Rose approaches her, holding her own helmet in her hands.
"Yeah?" Beca gulps, feeling frightened by most of her teammates.
"Don't drop the ball." Cynthia Rose then puts on her helmet, turning around as the whistle blows, telling everyone the game is going to start.
"Don't drop the ball. Got it." Beca whispers underneath her breath, she then walks over to the bench, happy that she doesn't have to play first. Her team is playing defense at the moment, so she gets to hang around for a few minutes until it's time to play offense.
She looks over and sees the cheerleaders already doing some routine, Beca's eyes travel to Chloe, seeing the girl with a great big smile on her face. Beca finds herself watching Chloe, rather than the game. She freezes when the redhead's eyes meet hers for the first time that night, making Beca gulp. She has to be brave if she ever wants this girl to like her back.
Beca holds up her hand, waving shyly to the cheerleader. Chloe beams up, winking back at Beca which sends her heart into overdrive. She grins, forgetting about the game and her nerves.
That's when her coach is pulling her up from the bench though, she enters back into reality, seeing that she's supposed to be on the field.
"Get out there Mitchell!" Her coach yells at her, making her run towards the field. She gulps as she gets into position, feeling everyone's eyes on her. She looks to the other teams defense, seeing a big girl in front of her that looks like she eats puppies for breakfast.
"H-hi." Beca squeaks as she crouches down in front of the girl.
"Imma beat the shit out of you." The bigger girl growls back, Beca starting to feel her hands shake.
"O-okay." Beca gulps again, dreading the moment the whistle blows. From the distance, she can hear Jesse's voice screeching her name. She bites her lip, knowing she's gonna miss the idiot when she dies at the hands of number twelve.
The whistle blows, and Beca panics. She begins to run, trying to distance herself from the scary girl. She looks back, seeing that the ball has already been thrown to the other wide receiver, mentally thanking God.
The game goes on, most of the plays involving the other wide receiver and not her. She's not complaining though. She does catch the ball once, but then runs right out of bounds in fear of the other team tackling her. She hasn't been hit yet, and she's planning to keep it that way.
She does smile a bit when the crowd claps for her, she looks over to Chloe first, seeing the girl cheering with a big smile on her face. That helps Beca get into the game a bit more, desperately wanting to impress the redhead.
The whistle is blown at halftime, feeling relieved when she doesn't have to play for a little bit. She runs in with the rest of the team, wishing she could stay and watch Chloe at the halftime performance. She hydrates up, still feeling her hands shaking. The coach gives them the next plays, pumping them up to go and play the second half.
Their team is winning by one touchdown, apparently needing more to make sure they win. Beca can feel the pressure her teammates are putting on her, wishing she could've at least made one friend with the girls. Amy is okay, but she's still very competitive about everything.
When Halftime is over, the team walks back onto the field, prepping for the next plays. Beca sits down on the benches as the defense takes the field, setting her helmet on her lap. She gulps and looks back to Chloe, always Chloe.
She sees the girl glancing over every now and then, making Beca bite her lip just thinking about her. She looks so beautiful and adorable, and Beca just wants to be the reason that girl smiles. She hates herself for having these feelings, but doesn't plan on stopping them soon.
The game starts to get intense, making Beca feel even more nervous about everything. She knows she has to go back in soon, especially now that the other team is leading in scoring. Beca looks up in the stands, spotting Jesse next to her dad. He gives her a grin with a thumbs up, making her roll her eyes.
The whistle is blown, startling her. She looks up and realizes she has to go in now. There isn't much time left either to score, which makes her feel even more unstable as she walks back onto the field. The crowd is going wild, the cheerleaders are pulling out all of their best stuff, even her dad is standing on his feet from excitement.
She gets into position, feeling all of the noise disappear, the only sound she can hear being the pounding of her heart. It rings through her ears, making her start to realize how hot it is inside her uniform. She looks at her teammates, her eyes meeting Cynthia Rose's, the girl glaring at her.
Beca waits for the whistle to be blown, feeling her hands shake knowing that she's gonna have to play now. If she wants to impress Chloe, the time is now. Beca gulps, looking over to the cheerleaders. She sees the redhead, surprised to see her staring right back. The girl smiles at her, making Beca oblivious to the whistle being blown.
She starts to run, panicking that she might have missed something. She looks back and suddenly sees the ball flying her way, also a few very big girls running towards her with growls on their faces.
Beca catches the ball with a smile on her face, she turns to run and immediately sees Chloe standing there with a grin on her face.
That's when everything goes black.
The crowd's voices come in and out, everyone soon becoming silent. Beca gasps for air, feeling like she can't breathe. She opens her eyes, seeing blurred lights and moving shapes. Pain starts to slowly numb her body, never having known what it's truly felt like until now.
"Beca!"
"How many fingers am I holding up kid?"
"Mitchell, wake up." She then feels a slap on her face, making the blurred shapes in front of her more clear.
She gulps as she sees many faces above her, she sees Coach, Cynthia Rose and Amy, and then Chloe. Beca's eyes stay on Chloe's worried eyes for a moment, trying to blink the illusion away.
"Beca, are you okay?" She sees Chloe's lips move. Beca can't remember how to move her mouth, so she just stares, enjoying the view of Chloe's eyes so close.
"I knew she was too tiny for this game." Her coach's voice rings out. All she can focus on is Chloe though. Everyone is just looking down at her, and she can't remember how to say anything. All she can feel is the lasting impact she had when she got tackled into the sidelines.
Chloe won't look away from her, which makes it hard to concentrate on anything else going on around her. She then feels multiple hands on her head, slowly removing her helmet. Sweaty loose strands cover her face, making her blink a lot without noticing.
She feels soft fingers start to push back the hair on her face, making it a bit easier to see. She looks to Chloe, seeing that she holds a worried smile.
"Coach?" Beca croaks out, everyone holding their breath.
"Yes Mitchell?" her coach asks, everyone looking at her still.
"I hate football." Beca admits making her coach sigh in relief.
"I know Mitchell, I know." Her coach replies, making Beca's eyes go to her coach's.
"You do?" Beca gulps, seeing the irritated eyes her coach has.
"Yes." Her coach glances to Chloe, before looking back at Beca. "I had an idea that you had ulterior motives."
Beca nods, feeling relieved now that the truth is out.
"Does that mean I can stop playing now?" Beca questions making everyone slightly chuckle.
"Yeah Kid, let's go sit you down." her coach replies, she then feels hands on her, helping her up from the ground. Her body stings making her clench her teeth, she looks to her right, seeing Chloe there. Beca gulps seeing the girl's hands on her arm.
Everyone helps her over towards the benches, Beca deciding to sit up against the bench than rather sit on it. She takes a deep breath, sitting down and seeing everyone still surrounding her. She sees her father come over with Jesse, immediately asking her if she's alright. She tells him not to worry, that all she needs is a few moments to rest. He leaves with Jesse to get her some water and something to eat, insisting that she would feel better.
The game then continues and she feels nervous as Chloe sits down beside her.
"Don't you need to be with your squad?" Beca questions as she looks over at the redhead.
"It's fine Beca, I want to stay with you." Chloe admits making Beca nod, feeling her heart rate quicken when she realizes how close Chloe is.
"So um…" Beca starts, panicking because she knows she's going to embarrass herself further.
"So you don't like football?" Chloe teases, helping Beca out.
"No." Beca gulps, making Chloe grin.
"I was pretty surprised when I heard you signed up." Chloe admits making Beca shrug.
"I actually did it to impress this girl." Beca bites her lip, looking over at the redhead.
"I thought you might have." Chloe winks making Beca's mouth open slightly.
"You did?" Beca questions, prepping herself for rejection.
"Yeah." Chloe nods, "But honestly, that girl is more into plaid shirts, headphones around the neck, and the sarcastic type."
Beca forgets how to breathe, staring at Chloe's playful eyes. "So, would that girl ever want to go out on a date with a girl like me?" Beca questions, starting to feel a bit bold. It's now or never really.
"That girl has actually, been dying for you to ask her out for months." Chloe grins making Beca smile.
"Really?" Beca questions, a grin growing on her face.
"Yes really." Chloe bites her lip, her hand reaching out for Beca's in between them. She laces her fingers with the brunette's, feeling the girl tense up a bit. Loving how flustered Beca is, thinking it's absolutely adorable.
"For months?" Beca questions, shocked by Chloe's words.
"Ever since you spoke to me for the first time." Chloe smiles making Beca's eyes light up even more.
"The first time I spoke to you, I choked and asked you if you liked cheese." Beca tells her making Chloe laugh.
"Yeah, I thought you were so cute." Chloe nods making Beca grin again.
"I'm starting to think that I was hit really hard, because this is all too good to be true." Beca admits making Chloe roll her eyes playfully.
"You were hit pretty hard, but all of this is real." Chloe smiles, staring down at Beca's lips. "This is real too." She whispers before leaning in and kissing Beca. The young DJ being caught off guard, her thoughts stopping completely. The kiss is short, but Beca is still left in puddles.
She opens her eyes, meeting Chloe's smile.
"I still don't believe you." Beca whispers back making Chloe laugh, squeezing the girl's hand.
"Maybe I can prove it to you again tomorrow night, after we've had dinner." Chloe grins making Beca's heart skip a few beats.
"Yeah, let's do that." Beca nods her head, grinning as well. She could care less about how her whole body is in pain, her heart and lips are both tingling.