A/N: Super sorry this is so late...I was fully prepared to update it a while ago but someone I knew died in an awful car crash and my friends and I needed some time to appreciate life and celebrate hers. I ended up re-writing this entire chapter because I realized I wanted this chapter to take another direction. Without further delay, here's chapter 8! And thank you for the reviews and all who still read this even though I suck at updating, you guys are still awesome.

R AND R!

The beats were bumping and Beca found herself lost in the combination of music, alcohol, and Chloe Beale. Although she hated dancing, being right up against Chloe's body was worth it. It was the most euphoric moment of her life and Beca made damn sure that she took the time to appreciate all of Chloe's features.

"We need another shot!" Chloe exclaimed tugging Beca's hand and moving towards the bar.

Beca just nodded in agreement, let's be honest, as long as Chloe was holding her hand she was down to do pretty much anything the ginger said.

And that's where Beca made her only mistake of the night.

Chloe handed her the shot of tequila and without thinking twice she threw it back hard. At that point, she probably didn't even notice it was tequila but there are a few good reasons why she never touches tequila. Ever.

"I love this mix!" Beca screamed, pulling Chloe back to the main floor as GirlTalk stared mixing Fleetwood Mac's "Gypsy" with Wild Thang and Push It. Chloe just smiled, throwing her arms around the younger girl's neck and yelling "This is DOPE!"

And that was the last thing Beca remembered.

Through closed eyes, Beca felt a light on her face and slowly opened them only to be greeted by a harsh ray of sunlight. Shutting her eyes tight, she rolled over to escape the intruding light and felt a warm presence next to her. She quickly opened her eyes and saw a bundle of red hair sprawled across a neighboring pillow.

Holy shit. I'm in bed with Chloe.

Beca immediately sat up and looked around and realized they were in Chloe's room at her apartment, which was fine, she just couldn't remember how she had gotten there. Her throat was dry and heavy but she also felt like someone had hit her in the head with a baseball bat. She noted she still had her clothes on which kind of sucked but at least she didn't have sex with Chloe in a state where she wouldn't remember, that would really suck. She felt Chloe stir next to her and looked over to see Chloe's piercing blue eyes staring up at her. Beca winced, feeling herself want to speak but, she didn't even know what words to form at this point.

"Good morning sunshine" Chloe mumbled, receiving an eye roll from Beca

"Chloe…tell me we didn't do a tequila shot last night." Beca stated

"We didn't do a tequila shot last night." Chloe replied as she sat up and faced Beca with a smirk.
"We did four."

"Ah, I should have told you that Jose and I are not friends…" Beca replied. Chloe got up and hopped over Beca making her way to her mini fridge where she removed two bottles of water. It only took Beca a few seconds to take in Chloe's appearance as she was only wearing a tank top and underwear, her hair slightly tousled, looking as gorgeous as ever.

"Yeah you totes should have told me that. I'm pretty sure you blacked out." She said with a slight giggle as she opened a water bottle and handed it to Beca.

Beca groaned in response.
"Please tell me I wasn't THAT girl?" She asked as she chugged the cold water that Chloe had given her.

"Well I didn't even really notice at first because I was pretty drunk but once we got back to campus you were pretty sloppy…you kept telling me you had something to tell me…"

"What exactly did I say?" Beca asked in a slight panic.

"You never got around to it. You started puking the second we got to my building." Chloe informed her

A wave of embarrassment surged over Beca. There's nothing worse than puking in front of the girl you like, talk about awkward and disgusting.

"Oh my God..I am so sorry. I'm glad I don't remember it, and please spare me the details, I'm sure you're just as traumatized as I am by it" Beca said as she rubbed her temples.

Chloe just giggled again
"Don't even worry about it Becs, I've had my fair share of nights like that. Besides, I had fun AND I learned what your kryptonite is so it was an experience. " Chloe teased with a wink

"Of course you find it fun to watch me blackout and puke." Beca shot back sarcastically as she got up and grabbed her boots.
Chloe playfully shoved her and mimicked her signature eye roll.
"It was fun being out with you in your element. You're part of this completely different realm of music and I think it's really cool." The redhead complimented

"I'd take that compliment if I hadn't emptied the contents of my stomach outside of your apartment last night." …or almost told you I love you
Beca suddenly felt really uncomfortable and her flight senses kicked in.
"I have to get to the station. I'm supposed to work"

Chloe walked over to her and pulled her into a hug, of course.

"You're crazy. Have a good shift DJ mini." She said with a giggle

Beca shook her head with a smile and returned the hug.
"Thanks for making sure I didn't die last night, I sorta appreciate it." Beca said dryly

"Shut up, you love the idea of me taking care of you. You probably drank a ton on purpose." Chloe said as the two pulled apart. Beca felt her face flush. Yeah, I wouldn't mind you taking care of me everyday

"See. You've got me all figured out. And I think I was just trying to keep up with your pace, it's your fault I was small and smashed last night."

Chloe grinned at the younger girl and folded her arms across her chest.
"So you're saying you can't handle my pace?"

Beca bit her lip to keep from smiling like an idiot but she was pretty sure her face was red enough to indicate such anyways. She grabbed another water from Chloe's mini-fridge and headed for the door.
"I'll see you at Bella's, Beale. And tell your crazy co-captain to be easy on the cardio today."

"Bye, Becs" She heard along with a slight giggle.

As Beca made her way out of the apartment, she saw Aubrey sitting on the couch with books and notes everywhere.

"Moving in are we little one?" Aubrey asked in an annoyed tone.

"In your dreams, Barbie." Beca responded as she made a swift exit.

Beca made her way across campus as her hangover began to really hit her and swore she was never gonna drink again, which is what she says every time, although it never sticks. Whatever, maybe she just wouldn't drink for a little while then. As she approached her dorm, she decided to shower and get a coffee in an attempt to nurse herself back to normal before Bella's practice that afternoon.

Beca sighed in relief as she welcomed the warm water over her skin. There was nothing better than taking a shower after a night of drinking. She was also relieved that she hadn't drunkenly confessed her feelings to Chloe the night before because that would've been a real shit show, not to mention that's not how she wants to tell the older girl at all. It has to be a perfect moment, which sounds cheesy as fuck and Beca is usually one to shy away from those clichés but she had realized a long time ago that she feels differently about almost everything when it comes to Chloe.

After she had cleansed herself of the remnants of the night before, she toweled off and left the showers, smiling as she realized she was in the same shower that Chloe had jumped her in months ago. She entered her room and was happy to find that Kimmy Jin was occupying her time elsewhere which meant she could blast music without any problems. She quickly flipped on her Pandora and began rummaging for clean clothes to wear.

Two dozen pink and white ranunculus
Why? What are the problems to solve?
To part time holy bachelors
Tell them that you want me
Tell them that you want me

Cool
I'm just trying to be cool
It's all because of you
Some fanatic attitude
We're both on

Beca allowed the music to block out her own thoughts as she focused on getting dressed for Bella's practice and making it through this day. She grabbed her chucks from the floor and slipped them on, knowing that the Nazi would surely inflict cardio on them since it was so close to semi-finals. As she was readying to leave she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She answered with a groan, not even bothering to look at who was calling her.

"Hello?"

"Beca! Finally, you haven't returned any of my calls. What have you been up to?"

Fuck, of course the one time I don't screen my call it's him.

"The usual. Classes, Bella's, and the station." She answered
"Listen Dad I can't really talk right now…"

"Well when, Beca? We need to talk about you declaring a major incase LA doesn't work out and you come back." He told her sternly.

"Planning for my failure? Cool, Dad."

"It's just in case…"

"I really have to go, I'll see you later."

Beca hung up before he could get another word in. She was already feeling like shit, she didn't need her father to make it any more stressful.

She was out the door in a flash, headphones intact, hell bent on getting a coffee before Bella's practice and her shift. As the afternoon sun hit her face, she pulled her sunglasses on and made her way over to the coffee cart where she grabbed an iced coffee and went to go hide somewhere before she had to endure aca-hell. Although as much as she complained, she really didn't hate it all that much it was just boring because Aubrey doesn't like variety but usually herself, Fat Amy, and Stacie would make smart ass remarks and give each other amusing looks as they performed the lame choreography. And of course it was more time to spend admiring Chloe so she definitely found ways to make the best of it. But it was days like today where she had a "fuck acapella" attitude.

She lit up a cigarette as she sat against a secluded tree and flipped through her IPod, settling on the latest album from the band that was already playing. Closing her eyes, she took a drag and thought of the good moments from the night before. Dancing so close to Chloe and touching her was just enough to put a smile on her face as she felt her headphones lifted out of place and she quickly opened her eyes to see who dared interrupt her.

"Forming a habit, are we?" The bubbly ginger asked as she glared down at Beca.

"More like you just keep showing up on the rare occasion that I decide to light up." She answered honestly.

Chloe chuckled "Yeah, it's funny. I feel like when I'm not usually looking for you, I find you anyways."

If only she had realized what she just said. Beca just smiled in response as she extinguished her cigarette before standing up to meet Chloe's eyes.

"I should probably be on time for practice for once"

"Why break your streak now?" The senior teased

Beca playfully pushed the red head
"People can change, Beale."

Bella's practice was routine as usual, except this routine went on for 5 hours. They ran up and down the auditorium seats and performed their routine about a hundred times as Aubrey smoothed out the edges and stressed the importance of performing it exactly as she had taught it. Beca often thought about how fun it would be just to fuck with her and do something crazy in the middle of it. The potential look on Aubrey's face was enough to make her smirk evilly, which didn't go unnoticed of course. She was pulled back into the annoying reality that was Bella's practice by the Devil's voice herself.

"Is something amusing Beca?" Aubrey scoffed, interrupting her own speech.

"You always amuse me, Aubrey." She responded with a smart ass grin on her face.

Aubrey seethed and reminded Beca that she'd better take her ear monstrosities out for the semi-finals, though she must've known by now that Beca wouldn't.

Coincidentally (or maybe not so much) Beca's hangover subsided with the end of Bella's practice. She made her way over to the radio station for her four hour shift of stacking CD's, she'd almost always rather be spinning but today she found herself looking forward to just hangout. As soon as she entered the station, Luke and Jesse popped out from their respective places and bombarded her with questions.

"How was GirlTalk?" Luke asked

"More importantly, how'd it go with Chloe?" Jesse inquired

"Please tell me you sealed the deal on that one Becky, it's been a while." Luke said

"GirlTalk was awesome…from what I can really remember. That fake ID was a blessing and a curse. I got blackout and didn't even get anywhere with Chloe, except dancing at the club." Beca sighed out.

"Sounds rough Becky." Luke simply said as he stepped back in the booth

"How much longer are you going to put yourself through this? You should just ambush her and tell her straight out. No more messing around." Jesse suggested as he sorted through numerous piles of CDs

"Yeah that sounds like a great, romantic gesture seeing as how last night she looked after me while I tossed my cookies in front of her building." Beca replied, shaking her head in disgust at her own actions.

Jesse stifled a laugh as he faced the un-amused freshman.

"Okay, look. I hate to break it to ya but, the year is coming to an end. Your time with Chloe is rapidly coming to a standstill so you might as well get it out and see where it goes while there's still time."

"Oh, I think I got plenty out last night." Beca sarcastically deflected, even though she knew Jesse was right. The year was almost over and she was pretty much in the same boat as when it began, though she felt different somehow, like she had really changed. Beca shook it off and Jesse decided to change the subject.

"Are you excited for the semi-finals on Wednesday?" He asked. Beca walked over, rolling up the sleeves of her flannel and picked up a few CDs.

"Uh, not really, we're going to embarrass ourselves with this routine. And what sucks the most is that all Chloe wants is to win this stupid thing and go to the ICCAs since it's her last year and that's definitely not going to happen the way we are now." She explained

Luke appeared from the booth once again to grab a few records. "It sounds like you're really hung up on this chick since you're talking about her happiness and shit." He interjected.

"Yeah, imagine that. Wanting something good for someone other than yourself." She deadpanned as the English boy rolled his eyes.

"I'm making the same point Jesse is. In fact, I suggest you leave and go tell this broad all your feelings before you give yourself an opportunity to fuck up another attempt." Luke told her

"Yeah right. Like I'm really just gonna go pop up at her place and tell her right now." Beca replied sinisterly.

"No, I'm serious. If you don't go and do it right now, I'll fire you Becky."

"What the…you're serious? I'm your best DJ!…no offense Jesse…" Beca stated

Jesse just shrugged. "I agree with Luke. Go!" He urged.

"You guys are ridiculous, there's no way…"
Before Beca could even finish she was being pushed out by Luke.

"You've been giving me anxiety this entire semester Becky, go do it or I am going to tell her and embarrass the shit out of you." Luke lectured.

"This makes no sense, I can't!" Beca exclaimed

"Well, you have to. You're not allowed back until you do." Luke told her as he closed the door and locked it.
She shot him her most evil look through the glass and just shook her head and left.

There's no way in fucking hell that I can do this right now.

But as Beca pondered the pros and cons (mostly cons, by the way) she realized that the pros, though there were few, greatly outweighed the cons in terms of life improvement. And at this point, what the fuck did she have to lose except her ego? She was confident that Chloe would be her friend still no matter what. And if things got awkward, at least they were both leaving and wouldn't have to endure said awkwardness for that long. Plus, there was a tiny chance that maybe Chloe reciprocated her feelings, right? Okay, well probably not because it's Chloe freakin Beale, but a girl could hope.

Okay, well what the fuck. Here goes nothing.

As Beca stood outside of Chloe and Aubrey's apartment door she readied herself the best she could. She nervously wiped her palms on her jeans and tugged at her shirt; exhaling a breath she had been holding in an attempt to keep calm. She pulled the hood of her sweatshirt up to be a little less exposed, except she was about to expose herself in the biggest way possible so it didn't really make that much sense. She knocked a few times and took a step back, debating whether or not she still had time to run and save herself some humiliation. She could always just lie and tell the guys she did it and everything was fine, but then all of a sudden it was too late and Aubrey was standing in front of her with a confused glare.

"And just what can I do for you, hobbit?" Aubrey asked in an annoyed tone. Beca just rolled her eyes.

"You can't do much for me, as usual. Is Chloe here?" Beca asked, her cocky attitude turning shaky as she said the ginger's name.

"She's in her room, studying." Aubrey replied, moving from the doorway and allowing Beca to enter, which was far from normal because she usually gave Beca any kind of third degree she could. She walked down the hallway to Chloe's room and nervously tapped the door which was slightly ajar.

"Aubrey you never knock…oh, hey Beca, what's up?" Chloe said, slightly surprised to see Beca, obviously.

"Hey. Uh, I didn't mean to interrupt you…I can just go." Beca said as she ran her hand through her hair nervously and started to leave.

"Don't be silly, you're a welcomed interruption, always. What's on your mind?" Chloe beamed as she closed her book and stood up from her bed. The older girl had been sprawled out on her bed, hair tied in a messy bun, sporting BU sweat pants and a tank top. She wasn't wearing any make-up and she looked absolutely stunning. If Beca had tried to pull of that look, she would surely fail, and she suddenly began to wonder how the fuck she got here and how this was actually happening.

"Umm…" was all Beca could seem to respond with. She fidgeted nervously, not exactly sure where to begin. She had been so busy being concerned about when she was going to tell Chloe that she hadn't exactly rehearsed anything to say. Fuck this was a really bad idea.
"You're listening to my mix?" Beca stammered out as she realized the familiar songs.

"I always listen to your mix when I study, I love it." Chloe gushed.

"I'll have to make you another one…this one's a couple months old now." The brunette gestured to the stereo.

"I'm not tired of it…it's my favorite." Chloe told her with a smile
"What's wrong, Becs? You seem off…" The redhead said as she moved closer to the brunette with concern.
"Did something happen? Is it your dad?"

"No, nothing happened. Nothing like that." Beca told her, feeling her body heat rise as Chloe got closer.

"Oh. Well, out with it. You know you can tell me anything." She told the DJ as she lightly grabbed her shoulders and gave her a little shake.

Chloe was just inches from Beca right now. Normally she was good at suppressing her urges to jump the older girl in a fiery kiss but she found her eyes focused on Chloe's perfectly luscious lips as her face was plastered with that beaming smile and adorable look. Why did Chloe have to be so beautiful and inviting?

Before Beca herself could even register what was happening her lips were pressed against Chloe's and her hands were lightly gripping the older girl's waist. She was surprised as she felt Chloe return the kiss and move her hands to lock them behind Beca's neck. The kiss was electric, and Beca felt it all throughout her body like a sonic boom to her entire system. She broke away as she felt her need for oxygen eclipse her thoughts and opened her eyes to a pair of blue orbs darting back and forth. Chloe's arms were still locked around Beca's neck as she bit her lower lip and looked to the younger girl for some sort of explanation.

"I'm sorry." Beca blurted out, super embarrassed and slightly remorseful.
"No. Wait. I'm really not. I've wanted to do that for a while…I uh, it's just. Fuck. Okay well you see, I like you, I mean obviously I like you, and I just kissed you! But, I've liked you for a while. It's actually worse because I've sort of actually fallen for you and I don't let myself do that, like ever. But I couldn't help it with you…you slammed through my walls and made me talk to you. Normally I'd just be an asshole to anyone who tried that shit, but I always felt bad whenever I gave you any kind of attitude…but you, you just barged into my shower and pulled me into your world and wouldn't take no for an answer when I tried to close myself off from you. And I tried to fight it because I don't want to ruin our friendship, you're like the closest thing I've had to a real best friend in the longest time, but I couldn't let this year end without letting you know that you got through to me and changed me."

Chloe just stared at her with wide eyes that slowly turned to a smile as Beca rambled on about her feelings, showing the most vulnerable side of her that either of them had seen.

"Beca…" Chloe said, barely above a whisper as she removed her arms from Beca and looked down.

"I suck, I know my timing is off and that you don't feel anything that I do but…" Beca began to explain her actions in an attempt to salvage any of what she had previously had with Chloe.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Chloe asked with a saddened tone.

Beca scoffed.
"Do you have any idea who you are? You're Chloe Beale. Alt-misfit girls like me do NOT profess their feelings to girls like you. No, we hideaway and make mixes and obsess in private."

Ugh, did I really just fuckin admit that I obsess over her?

"Obsess, huh?" Chloe asked with an amused look.

"I'm sure whatever you're thinking in your head is really far from the truth." Beca said, trying to save some of her bad ass rep as much as she could.

"You can't be snarky with me, you just confessed your feelings and kissed me!" Chloe teased

Beca shook her head.
"This was such a bad idea." She said, her face once again washed with embarrassment.

"No…it wasn't. I know how you feel…I like that. And I like you too…and I'm sorry for that." Chloe told her, suddenly seeming sad.

"What? Why are you sorry?" Beca asked, bewildered at the ginger's confession.

"I..We have no time Beca. We're leaving this place in two months. Nothing could happen. It would just be too heartbreaking to get closer and have to leave. It's already hard just thinking about leaving as friends never mind, well, more." Chloe told her.

Beca couldn't believe what she was hearing. The ever so optimistic bubbly ginger was telling her that she liked her just as much as she did but it wasn't worth it.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me." Beca said in disbelief as she stared at Chloe with raised eyebrows.

"Becs, please don't be mad…I just think it's for the best. I'd never hurt you, you know that. I can't bear to think of how much it'd suck leaving here, and God forbid, us breaking up or even worse, being in a long distance relationship on opposite coasts and being miserable."

"Is that why you broke it off with Tom?" The younger girl asked bitterly.

Chloe shifted uncomfortably, "Well, yeah. And because I wanted to spend the rest of my time with you and the Bellas and not in some meaningless relationship."

Beca just stared at the older girl. She couldn't form any words. She just stood there with her jaw slightly agape trying to grasp whatever Chloe's reasons were, yet she really didn't get it at all.

"I'm sorry Beca, please believe me." Chloe pleaded as she reached out to touch the younger girl. Beca shook her head and backed away.

"No. Don't be. It's for the best." Beca replied sadly, as she turned and left Chloe's room.

"Beca, wait!" She heard as she slammed the door and walked down the hallway

"Great, what did you do now Beca?" Aubrey asked from the living room with her arms crossed

"Fuck off." Beca replied simply as she left, fully intending to never return again.

Song Credit: Pheonix- Trying To Be Cool