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CHAPTER THREE

Tonight I Want All of You Tonight (Give Me Everything)

Beca checked her phone as she walked up to the house. It was 9:17pm. Chloe asked Beca to meet her at this address at 9:00pm. Perfect. Beca didn't want to accidentally arrive before Chloe did. She wasn't going to know anyone, other than Chloe and Aubrey, and didn't want to walk into the party alone.

Before they split after Bellas rehearsal, the two exchanged cell numbers. She shot off a text to the redhead now.

Beca (9:17pm): Hey. U here?

She stood awkwardly outside, shifting on the balls of her feet. Luckily, it wasn't long before her phone buzzed.

Chloe (9:18pm): Yup! Meet u out front.

Beca expected the nervous feeling in her stomach to go away with that confirmation. But it didn't. Instead, in addition to that icky feeling, warmth spread across her chest. For a moment, the DJ felt like she couldn't breathe. She swallowed hard and tried to steady herself. The front door to the house opened and Chloe emerged, holding two red Solo cups in her hands. She was wearing a pair of black jeans and a pink blouse that hung loosely over her form. She walked excitedly over to Beca, shoving a cup into one of her hands.

"I'm so glad you could make it!"

Beca took a sip of the drink. "Wow, this is… dangerously good." Chloe smiled and took her hand, leading her into the house. Beca felt warmth radiating from Chloe's hand and then took notice of the flush on the girl's cheeks. She must have already had a bit of this to drink… I'll have to catch up, Beca thought, taking a large gulp of the beverage as she stepped up and into the house.

Chloe pocketed her phone. It was 11:47pm and she was more than a little tipsy. She looked around the room, which spun slightly, and spotted Beca on a nearby couch. She sat between two guys Chloe didn't recognize. Her legs were spread, elbows on her knees, nursing the cup she held in her left hand. She was laughing at something Mr. Left had said. Chloe loved seeing the girl smile. She looked so beautiful tonight. Her long, dark hair cascaded in waves past her shoulders. She wore a silver necklace that dangled down to the V-neck of her green t-shirt. Chloe's eyes lingered on Beca's chest a moment too long and when she looked back to the girl's face, she saw she was staring straight back at her.

Did she notice me looking at her?! Chloe felt embarrassment course through her body as her face flushed. She gave a half wave and smile to her friend, trying to distract from the awkward moment. Beca flashed Chloe a coy smile, biting her lip slightly before standing and approaching the redhead.

As Beca neared, Chloe found herself staring at the floor. She only heard the other girl's voice as she said: "Hey, uh… it's kinda warm in here. Want to get some air?"

Chloe nodded, looking up, as Beca grabbed her hand and lead her outside to the front stoop. The two sat on the top step, their hips lightly touching.

The embarrassed feeling from before had waned and Chloe found her usual pep as she spoke. "So, you having fun? It's totally great, right?"

"Yeah," Beca said. "I've met some cool people. It's been fun. Thanks for allowing me to tag along."

Chloe grinned. "Oh, anytime!"

The two sat in silence for a moment. Beca finished off what was left in her cup and placed it on the step below. "I am… not sober," she giggled, staring off into the distance.

Chloe gave a small chuckle. "So, how are you liking Barden so far?" she asked.

"It's alright, I guess…" Beca paused, clearing her throat. "I don't really want to be here. I want to produce music someday and I figured I'd be in LA now, you know, getting people their coffee and working my way up. But my dad's a professor here. He insists I 'get an education' first."

"Oh… who's your dad?"

"Professor Mitchell? He teaches English…"

Chloe didn't know him. "Well, that's cool. Your dad's probably right. What's it gunna hurt? Plus, nothing's better than being a Bella. You're gunna have tons of fun here!"

"I guess," came Beca's half-hearted response.

Chloe could tell Beca didn't want to talk about it anymore. She abruptly changed the subject. "So, uh, tell me about this Jesse guy."

"Jesse?"

"Yeah, the baby Treble."

"Oh, he's just some guy. He works with me at the radio station."

Chloe swallowed. "He's pretty cute. You're really not into him?"

"Not at all," Beca sighed. Her elbows were on her knees again. She stared intently at her hands, which were clasped together tightly in front of her. "I'm, uh… not into guys. You know, like… in general."

This information hit Chloe hard. She gulped and managed an "Oh…" trying her best not to sound surprised by the news. It took a moment for Chloe to process. Whatever her feelings toward Beca were, she realized now that the possibility of having them play out was an actual reality. Those things she thought about silently could actually happen. And suddenly the girlish crush she was harboring became much too real for her. And she was absolutely, totally, utterly terrified.

"Um, well… that's cool." Chloe offered. "So no Jesse then?"

"No Jesse. No way, no how."

Chloe focused on the cement walkway before her. She shifted, placing her hands beneath each of her thighs. She could feel Beca's eyes on her, but couldn't bring herself to look back. Her heart was racing.

"I, uh… saw you… in there," came the brunette's apprehensive voice. "I saw you looking at me, you know?" she blurted.

The older girl slowly raised her head. She found herself staring now at a distant tree. Her face flushed. Her mouth was dry. She didn't know what to say, but was certain that even if she did, she wouldn't manage to say it. She felt Beca place a slow, careful hand on her thigh, just above her knee. Chloe felt hot. She turned her head down and away and shut her eyes tightly.

"Chloe…" Beca spoke softly. The redhead didn't budge. The younger girl brought her other hand to her friend's chin, lightly coaxing her to turn her head. "Chloe."

She complied. Light eyes now gazing into dark ones. Chloe's lips were parted slightly. She felt breathless. There was a heavy, almost sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

The brunette lowered her hand from her chin. She felt Beca's eyes searching her own. Seeing her in a way that Chloe was pretty sure no one had ever seen her before.

"Can I kiss you?" Beca asked.

Chloe looked down at Beca's hand on her leg. She gave a slight nod and felt the brunette's face rush toward her. Their lips connected and heat rose in Chloe's chest. Beca's lips were so soft, softer than any she'd ever felt before. She took a moment to enjoy how this felt, to revel in it. Then she slowly moved her mouth against her friend's. Chloe felt Beca squeeze her thigh. She mirrored the movement of Chloe's lips with her own and inhaled sharply. The heat in Chloe's chest quickly spread lower. She raised a hand to cup Beca's face and parted her lips. The DJ's tongue reacted immediately, swiping across Chloe's bottom lip before pushing inside the other girl's mouth. Chloe's tongue pressed back and she found herself pulling Beca's body towards her. The warmth between her legs grew and that sick feeling she had earlier disappeared. But as Beca's hand creeped slowly toward her center, Chloe panicked. She pulled away from the younger girl.

Chloe stammered, "I'm sorry, um…"

Beca withdrew her hand from Chloe's leg. "No, please. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just uh…"

"Too fast?"

Chloe let out the breath she wasn't even aware she was holding, rubbing the palms of her hands against her own thighs. "Ha. Yes, um. Shooo, yes." She was nervous. It showed.

"Chloe, it's okay. You're okay. Just breathe."

The redhead took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Beca began to rub her back gently, but she subconsciously flinched at the touch and so Beca quickly pulled her hand away. Chloe took another deep breath. As she released it, she began to feel much calmer.

"Sorry, I'm, um… I'm sorry" she said, again focusing on the walkway in front of her.

"It's totally fine. You so don't have to apologize."

"It's just…I, uh—"

Beca finished her thought for her. "You've never done this before." She gave a sad nod of confirmation.

"It's okay. Don't worry about it. Look, I'm the one who should be sorry. It's just, the way you were looking at me in there, I just assumed… I'm sorry. Really."

"It's not that I, um… It's just. You know… that was a lot. For me."

"I get it. Trust me. I've been there. It's totally fine. Let's not even think about it. Okay?" Beca's voice was reassuring. Chloe realized just how lucky she was to have such a supportive friend. It really was a relief. Processing all these new feelings was going to take some time. And it seemed that Beca was willing to be patient.

The DJ stood up and reached a hand down to help Chloe up. "Come on, I'll walk you home."