Prompt (kendrick): Could you do one where beca is texting Emily about how she feels about Chloe but what she didn't know is that Chloe borrowed Emily's phone and is actually the one talking to her?

Chloe hated herself. She didn't know how she could be so stupid to try to carry all of the sheet music, her and Beca's coffee, her car keys, and her phone. She knew that the moment her phone hit the ground, it was a goner. No more iPhone for Chloe. No more Trivia-Crack or Instagram until her new phone would come in the mail, which would be in three days.

She can't help but kiss Emily on her cheeks a hundred times though when the freshman offers to let Chloe use her phone for the day, knowing that the Bella's captain needed it to set up the reservations and plane tickets to fly out to Copenhagen. Chloe had stayed home that day, trying to get everything set up properly. She had no idea that it took so much work to book tickets and reserve rooms for all ten Bellas. Especially when every hotel she tried to book with, were all full.

Emily told her she would be back from classes around four, most of the other Bellas staying out a bit longer on most nights. Especially Beca with her internship and Fat Amy who spent most of her time with Bumper nowadays. So Chloe stayed home, PJs and slippers on as she walked around the house with the younger girl's phone stuck to her ear. Munching on pretzels and singing Gwen Stefani every time she was put on hold, which was a lot.

Chloe sighed, ending another phone call that ended with no rooms for the Bellas to stay in.

She raised her eyebrows though when noticing that Emily had a few texts sent in. Chloe wasn't one to pry, but all of them were from Beca of all people.

Beca: can you talk?

Beca: You might be in class, which is cool i guess. education is important.

Beca: just text me when you can. i kind of need some help with something. i don't think i can talk about it with anyone but you.

Chloe read all three texts with raised eyebrows, wondering what was bothering her best friend. What couldn't Beca talk about with anyone but Emily? Wasn't Chloe the best friend in the picture, the one that Beca always went to?

Chloe bit her lip, hurrying and typing in a reply as she sits down on the couch in the living room.

Emily: Hey, what's up? Is everything okay?

Chloe added a few emojis for good measure, knowing that the younger freshman used them all the time.

Beca: everything's not really okay, i've just been so stressed out lately. you know, with the internship and Chloe. sorry that i'm texting you about this. i never do this really. i guess i just needed someone to let it all out to.

Chloe scrunched her eyebrows together, why was Beca stressed out about her?

Emily: What's up between you and Chloe? I thought you guys made up at the retreat?

Chloe was wondering if Beca wasn't telling her something, they had forgiven each other after their big fight. Was Beca secretly still mad at her?

Beca: we did. everything is going great between us actually. too great.

Emily: I think i'm missing something here.

Beca: i'm scared that once i tell her my feelings, she'll leave. like really scared.

Emily: And which feelings are we talking about?

Chloe knew Beca had a hard time admitting to anything, even over text.

There wasn't any reply for a few moments, making Chloe scared that maybe Beca knew it wasn't Emily texting. It made her scared of whatever Beca might be feeling, might not be a good feeling. She didn't understand what the DJ was trying to say.

Chloe jumped though when the next text finally came, her heart stopping when she read it.

Beca: i love her emily…more than just friends should. i'm in love with her.

Chloe sat back against the couch, not remembering how to think.

Beca? In love? With her?

She had been waiting for this to happen ever since the girl's freshman year. She never thought it would actually would though, all of those years spent in a depression, thinking that the young DJ would never love her back.

And she had just found out that she actually did love her back, but she found out when she wasn't supposed to. Over texts that were meant for Emily. Not Chloe.

Beca: i'm not freaking you out am i?

Beca: i'm so sorry if i am, you don't have to talk about this with me if you don't want to.

Chloe felt her heart racing, should she stop texting back? That would just make Emily look bad though.

Emily: What about Jesse?

Beca: i broke up with him last week.

Chloe let out a little shriek.

Emily: YOU WHAT?

Beca: um, i tried to let him down easy. sorry. i didn't know you would be so upset about it.

Emily: No no no, it's totally fine! Why didn't you tell Chloe though?

Chloe sat for a moment, waiting for Beca's reply that was being delayed. Chloe was pacing around the room now, trying to shake out her nerves and excitement.

Beca: i didn't really want her to worry about me.

Beca: wait, how did you know that i haven't told her yet?

Shit.

Chloe bit her lip, not knowing how to play this off.

Emily: Lucky guess?

Beca: um, good guess.

Emily: Yuuuup. So are you going to tell her?

Beca: i don't know how to, what if she rejects me? i don't want to lose her.

Chloe's heart swelled a bit, making her want to run to wherever the girl was now and tell her she loved her back.

Emily: You won't lose her Beca. She's love you too.

Beca: i know she loves me, but i don't think she's in love with me you know? wouldn't she have told me by now?

Emily: Maybe she's scared about telling you too, maybe she's been in love with you since the moment you've met. you just have to go find out.

Beca: okay.

Beca: thanks Emily. i really needed to talk with someone about this. you know, get it off my chest and whatever? i have to go back to work now, so i'll see you tonight? thanks a bunch, you're a really good friend Legacy.

Emily: Anytime Becs, you go get your girl ;)

Chloe set down Emily's phone with a grin, Beca wouldn't be mad if she found out that it was actually Chloe texting her the whole time, would she?

Of course she would.

Dammit.

Beca got home late that night, most of the Bella's already residing to their rooms for bed. It's a week night, so there's not any plans for parties or anything crazy for the girls. Beca drops her bag on her bed, taking off her blazer before walking back downstairs towards the kitchen. Cynthia Rose and Stacie sit in the living room, watching the tv as they argue over the next Bachelor. Emily sits at the kitchen island, her head hung over a book and a few papers.

"Hey Em." Beca gives a tired smile as she walks towards the fridge.

"Oh, hey Becs." Emily perks up, giving the captain a giant grin.

Beca grabs a water from the fridge, looking back to the younger girl. "Thanks again Em, talking to you today made me feel a lot better."

Emily gives Beca a confused look, "We talked today?"

Beca nods her head as she takes a sip of her water, "You know? We texted for a bit."

"No we didn't." Emily shakes her head making the older girl scrunch her eyebrows together. "I didn't have my phone today."

"What do you mean you didn't have your phone? We…talked about…certain things." Beca stands up straight, looking over into the living room to make sure no one else was listening.

"I gave Chloe my phone today-"

Beca spit out the water that had been in her mouth, making the younger girl give a small shriek in surprise.

"What?" Beca stared at Emily with wide eyes.

"Chloe broke her phone yesterday, she needed mine to book a hotel in Copenhagen." Emily explains.

Beca doesn't say anything, she just stares at the other girl in disbelief.

"Is everything okay?"

"I've gotta go talk to a certain redhead."

Emily opens her mouth to ask why, but Beca's already out of the room, her water bottle long forgotten.

Beca rushes up the stairs in anger, her feelings unfocused as she hurries and enters Chloe's room without even knocking.

Beca stops though when she stares at the the redhead, the girl standing in her boy-shorts and a red bra.

"Jesus Beca." Chloe jumps, turning around to see the younger Captain standing in the doorway.

"I-I…" Beca gulps, forgetting what she was going to say.

"What?" Chloe leans over her bed, grabbing a shirt and quickly pulling it over her head.

Beca looks back up at Chloe's face, cheeks burning. "I-I'm mad at you."

"Okay?" Chloe smiles as she walks towards Beca. "Why?"

"You know exactly why, Chloe." Beca shakes her head and looks away, her voice trying to sound angry. Chloe's just standing in front of her with a really tight shirt and very short boy-shorts, staring at her like she's about to pounce on the brunette at any minute. How's she supposed to remember how to process words and such?

"You shouldn't have texted me with Emily's phone, that's just not cool." Beca's face scrunching together in anger, her eyebrows raising though when Chloe sets a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry. You're right, it wasn't cool." Chloe smiles, stepping closer.

"Whats happening?" Beca tenses, her eyes widening when looking up at the redhead.

"Forgive me?" Chloe pouts, making Beca look at her utterly confused.

"This-what's happening? Shouldn't you be freaking out or telling me to piss off?" Beca questions.

"No." Chloe shakes her head with a teasing smile, her other hand reaching up and setting on the back of Beca's neck.

Beca gulps, her breathing becoming flustered. She opens her mouth to confess more of her confusion of the moment, but doesn't get anything out when Chloe's lips close in on her own. Beca's words are muffled, her eyes fluttering shut as her hands quickly go to the redhead's waist.

Chloe's hands wrap around the other girl's neck, a smile forming on her face as she finally kisses Beca for the first time.

"I've kind of been waiting a long time for you to love me back, so lets skip the drama and just kiss." Chloe whispers against Beca's smiling lips.

Beca nods quickly before pressing her lips back against the redhead's.