A/N: Thank you all for sticking with me through my first Bechloe fic! You've been a wonderful and supportive audience! For those of you new to the story, I post a new chapter every Tuesday. So come back again next week!

CHAPTER FIVE

Too Much Pressure and I'm Nervous (Party in the U.S.A.)

Chloe spent the rest of her Sunday catching up on schoolwork and trying not to freak. She laid in bed that night, arm draped across her eyes, trying not to think about it… and failing miserably. What was she going to say to Beca at Bellas rehearsal tomorrow? She knew Aubrey was right. She should ask the other girl out, get to know her better. But, what if the Beca thought it was weird?

She won't think it's weird, Chloe. She's the one who wanted to kiss you, remember?

She kept replaying their moment together on Saturday night, the way Beca stared right into her soul, how her lips felt moving against her own, the electrifying feel of her hand on her thigh. She felt heat rising inside her just thinking about it. Imagining now the brunette lying next to her in bed, Chloe allowed her own hand to travel beneath her shorts. She could feel the warmth radiating beneath the thin layer of fabric that separated her from her core. The redhead sighed, closing her eyes, remembering Beca's soft lips as she slowly moved her fingers beneath her panties, surprised to find how wet she already was. She gently stroked herself as images of the other girl flashed before her. The skin on Beca's neck, the sloping curve of her hip, the naked flesh of her shoulder. Chloe increased her speed, rocking her hips in time with her fingers, the images of the younger girl become increasingly more scandalous. She imagined herself latched to Beca's neck, roughly fondling her unclothed breast as the brunette's fingers massaged Chloe's folds. She could almost hear the other girl panting, could almost feel the hot breath on her ear, could almost taste her perfect flesh. She thought of Beca's dark blue eyes looking into her own, and gasped as she pressed her fingers hard against her clit, hips bucking as the pleasure coursed through her body. Her brow furrowed slightly, her eyes still shut tightly, as she whispered the DJ's name. She lightly petted herself, coming down from her high slowly.

"Shit," she said to the empty room. Yep, I've definitely got it bad…

And almost instantly the redhead was asleep, hand still down her shorts.

At Bellas rehearsal the next day, Chloe tried her best not to feel awkward around Beca. Tried being the key word of that sentence… She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable each time she stole a glance at the girl. Especially after those thoughts she had last night. Any chance she got, Aubrey would place a hand on Chloe's shoulder in an attempt to help her relax, but it only made her panic more. If Aubrey could see that Chloe was anxious, then so could everyone else.

Chloe did her best to focus on rehearsal. The group's newest members were beginning to blend in. They were listening to each other and their harmonies were improving. There was still a lot of work to be done before regionals, but Chloe knew Aubrey'd be resting a bit easier after today. The Bellas had been reconstituted, and it wasn't outlandish to think that maybe, with a little more practice, okay a lot more practice, the group would be better than ever.

Chloe was packing up her things when the younger girl approached her from behind. She was startled by the voice.

"Hey, um, can I talk to you?"

"Sure thing, just give me a sec. I'll meet you outside," she said, without turning around. She couldn't bring herself to look at Beca just yet. She was still working on mustering up enough courage to ask the DJ out.

"Yeah, okay," said Beca. She turned and headed for the door, but not before taking a second-too-long look at Chloe's ass.

By the time the redhead was finished, the room had emptied. Only Aubrey was left. The blonde approached, putting her hands on both of Chloe's shoulders. "You got this, Chlo. You're a total champ."

Chloe laughed. She was still nervous, but the vote of confidence from her friend helped. "Thanks, Bree" she replied before turning and walking out.

Beca was sitting cross-legged under the same oak tree where they had their last post-Bellas-rehearsal chat. She had her headphones on (as usual) and was rocking out a bit. Chloe watched her from a distance for a moment. There was no sight more beautiful than a happy Beca. The sun reflected off her dark hair perfectly, and the smile on her face as she bobbed her head to the music made Chloe's knees weak. She took a deep breath and approached the younger girl.

"Hey!" Beca called out as Chloe neared, flipping her headphones down onto her shoulders. "Come sit," she patted the ground next to her.

"Hey," she smiled, taking a seat next to the girl.

There was a brief moment of silence before Beca spoke. "I just wanted to apologize for the other night. I—"

"There's no need to apologize," Chloe cut in.

"Just let me finish," Beca said firmly. "I shouldn't have, um… Look, my gaydar was clearly malfunctioning. I just thought—Whatever. I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to, uh… to do that. And I'm really sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

Chloe waited a moment to make sure the brunette was finished. "You weren't, uh… completely off-base," she said quietly, staring at the grass.

"What?"

She looked up, straight into those dark blue eyes. "I'm glad you kissed me, Beca." The DJ's face froze at her words. Chloe placed a gentle hand on the other girl's knee. Beca's eyes stared down at it.

Chloe cleared her throat. "You wanna, like, go get food? We can, uh, talk about this?"

"Food?"

"Yeah, food. Like a, um… like a…" Come on, Beale, get it together. "Like a date."

"A date? With… with you? Like now?" Beca's brow furrowed, entertaining the possibility in her mind.

"In, like, a couple hours," Chloe responded, glancing at the clock on her phone. "How about we meet at Emilio's, just off campus, at 7:00?"

Beca's nervous energy suddenly dissipated. She spoke with a sexy confidence when she said, "I would love to."

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