Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or any songs used in this fic.

Chapter 4

Chloe couldn't stop staring at Beca when she played the guitar. Eventually the brunette had to speak, "Why are you staring at me?"

Chloe tried to hide her blush, "I wasn't staring, I was just watching how your fingers move and trying to learn!"

Beca smirked, "You wasn't even looking at my fingers, okay? You just stared at my face Beale!"

Chloe's cheeks were now in a deep red colour, "Well you are just really cute when you play the guitar okay?! I didn't mean to stare!"

Now it was Beca's turn to blush a little. She cleared her throat, and said "Well, my lunch break is almost over, do you want to learn this song or not?"

"Of course, I won't stare anymore I promise!"

"Well if you want to stare at me, you can do it at another time, but not at our guitar lessons okay? I take teaching very seriously and I want my students to actually learn something instead of drooling over their teacher." Beca smirked again.

"What do you mean…" Chloe trailed off, confused but at the same time nervous for some unknown reason.

"I mean if you want, we can go out for dinner on Friday after school, so that you can continue to stare at me." Beca said, pretending to fidget with her guitar again.

"Are you…are you asking me out on a date?" Chloe asked unsurely. She couldn't believe it, Beca Mitchell just asked her out on a date?! Was this real life? She wanted to make sure before she went jumping up and down in the music room.

"Well, yeah…I mean only if you want to… but it's totally cool if you don't want to, we can forget that I just said that, and just continue to have our guitar lessons every week… Actually I'm sorry…I don't really know why I said that, I just thought it would be great if we could hang out some other time than the guitar lessons…and I don't know, I thought maybe we can spend more time together because—"

"Oh my God stop!" Chloe giggled and cut Beca off. She couldn't believe how cute Beca could get when she was all nervous and went on full rambling mode. "Yes, I'd love to go on a date with you." Chloe grinned.

"Yeah?" Beca grinned as well.

"Yeah." Chloe leaned in to kiss Beca on the cheek, "Now show me how to play this verse, Miss Mitchell!"

Chloe fluttered her eyes open. Another dream about Beca, another dream from old memories. She sighed and sat up in the bed. Chicago left early already, so she was alone in the apartment. It was her day off, which she so desperately needed and she thought she could use this time to really think about Chicago's proposition.

She slowly got up to go to the kitchen and made coffee for herself while still yawning a little. When she was waiting, she put her hands on the kitchen counter and supported herself, staring blankly outside through the window, lost in thoughts.

"What do you want to do when you graduate?" Chloe was playing with Beca's fingers while they were lying on the grass in the backyard of Chloe's house. They had been dating for 2 months and Chloe had never felt so happy in her entire life. Sometimes she would wonder if all of this was just a dream because she got to call Beca Mitchell her girlfriend.

"I want to write a lot of songs and I want people to hear me sing them. And I don't know, maybe even be a music producer as well so that I can help other artists make music." Beca said without any hesitation.

Chloe smiled at this, "You will, you are so talented you know? Don't ever doubt that and you'll cause an earthquake in the music industry I'm sure!"

Beca laughed and turned her head to look at Chloe, "You think so? I don't think your opinion is very fair since you are my girlfriend and my number one fan after all. Are you sure you are not biased?"

Chloe's heart still fluttered at hearing Beca call her as her girlfriend, "Hey I'm not biased okay? I know a lot of things so just trust me on this! You'll be super big in the music industry one day and I'll have to punch away so many girls that are trying to get close to you!"

Beca giggled, "Punch away huh? Never thought you are this violent Beale. Do I need to be careful around you from now on so you wouldn't beat me as well?"

Chloe laughed and shoved playfully on Beca's shoulder. Beca caught Chloe's hand and brought it to her lips, grinning. "You know I only have eyes for you babe."

Chloe blushed, "Shut up." She muttered but failed to hide her huge grin.

"So, what about you? What do you want to do after graduation?" Beca intertwined her fingers with Chloe's and rested them on her stomach.

"I've always wanted to become a veterinarian since I was 8. So, I guess I'll go to vet school after graduation and go from there." Chloe answered.

"Vet school huh? That's so cool and so you." Beca couldn't stop giggling.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Chloe demanded.

"I mean, it basically means being with all kinds of cute animals 24/7, doesn't it? That's perfect for you. And I'm not sure you choose this job because you want to be helping animals, or you just want to use this job as an excuse to be as close as you can get to all the animals." Beca explained while chuckling.

Chloe faked being offended, "How dare you think of me like this?! You are the worst girlfriend ever!"

Beca laughed even harder, "I'm sorry, but it's just the harsh truth babe. And I'm worried! Are you going to start bringing all those strayed cats or dogs back to our home when you are a veterinarian? Because I'm not sure I can handle more than one cat or one dog!"

Chloe couldn't help but swooned over hearing Beca mention 'their home', and she smiled softly at the thought of having a home with Beca in the future.

Beca took the silence as Chloe was considering this idea and pretended to be terrified, "Oh my God, you are totally thinking about bringing home cats and dogs, aren't you?! Dr. Beale! You can't do that to me you know?!"

Chloe laughed and pulled her hand out of Beca's grip, and started to use it to tickle her girlfriend. Beca squealed and tried to move out of the way but was tackled by Chloe again. And the entire backyard echoed with their laughter, in that late April evening.

Chloe smiled at the memory and was suddenly brought back to reality when she was startled by the beeping noise from the coffee machine, indicating that the coffee was ready. Chloe dropped the smile she didn't even realize she was sporting and went to the cabinet to retrieve a mug.

After pouring herself a full cup of coffee, she went to sit at the kitchen island and sipped her coffee slowly. She looked around her kitchen and there was just a vague feeling in the pit of her stomach that she couldn't shake.

Chloe was a romantic, but she didn't really need or care about those big gestures like skywriting or something like that. She didn't need the whole world to know their love, she preferred those everyday romantic gestures anyway, like holding hands, cuddling, breakfast-in-bed once in a while, a candle-lit dinner and so many more. Unfortunately, Chicago didn't have this romantic side. But Chloe learnt to have peace at this and she knew that her thoughts can be childish. After all, this was real life, not some rom-com or some cheesy movie. But occasionally, she still wondered if it was possible, that there was a person out there, that could be all that, holding her hands all the time, kissing her under the stars, fulfilling all her unrealistic romantic imaginations.

She sighed, almost finishing her coffee. She looked around her kitchen again and suddenly had a realization. This sudden enlightenment made her almost drop her coffee mug.

Chloe always had those perfect pictures in her head, something can be seen as screenshots of her future self. One of them is a picture of her dancing and singing in the kitchen with a spatula, and her partner would be sitting on the kitchen stool laughing at her. The other one related to the kitchen is of her and her partner dancing in the evening around the kitchen while waiting for something to bake in the oven. And there were so many more of these kinds of pictures in her head that she would want to be able to actual do in the future.

But none of those pictures had Chicago in them.

And then it hit Chloe that all this time, she had been trying to decide whether to move and live in Europe, instead of deciding whether to move and live in Europe with Chicago.