Hey everyone. Just a quick note, I really love criticism so I know how I can improve and make things better for you guys reading it and for the story and my writing on the whole, honestly I'm totally up for it, but please be genuinely constructive because I do spend my time doing this and it's a bit disheartening tbh. But obviously thankyou so much for everyone that's supported me with this, I couldn't do it without you guys reviewing and reading honestly, thanks so much xxxxx

"Hey," Chloe beamed at Beca, opening her front door to reveal Beca stood there looking cute in blue skinny jeans and a cool red t-shirt of some band Chloe didn't know. Beca was so adorable.

"Hi."

Chloe just smiled at Beca for a moment, leaning against the door.

"You gonna let me in?" Beca asked, smirking at Chloe. Shit, pull it together Chloe, Chloe thought.

"Sorry, come in," she blushed.

"Thanks."

Beca headed over Chloe's threshold and into the apartment. It was pretty much as spotless as it had been that morning when Beca was last there, except the papers that had been splayed out on the sofa had been moved. It appeared Aubrey was out.

"So, do you want a drink?" Chloe asked, as Beca followed her into the kitchen.

"Yeah, you got any beer?" Beca asked.

"What is it with you and beer," Chloe laughed.

"I love me some Bud," Beca did a fake Southern accent and Chloe giggled.

"Well, sorry hillbilly Mitchell but we only have wine. I dunno if they have that back in Maycomb Alabama."

"Gee, wine? That wine sure sounds awful fancy missus Chloe!" her Southern accent was actually pretty good. "Just kidding I'm not that retarded."

"Right," Chloe nodded sarcastically, and smiling evilly at Beca, loving teasing her.

"Oh thanks, glad to know you have so much faith in me!"

"I'm kidding! You're very smart," Chloe put her hand on Beca's arm reassuringly.

"Yeah, I am."

Beca eyes were twinkling and they flickered to Chloe's lips, but Chloe looked away quickly, fighting the urge to push her up on the kitchen table and kiss her hard.

"So, I'll get you that wine and we can start with the paper," Chloe said, taking her hand off Beca's bare arm and busying herself with some wine glasses.

"Sure."

Beca got out the paper and went to sit on the sofa, kicking off her shoes on the floor.

"Here's your wine. Enjoy."

"Thanks."

Beca drained it in one.

"Holy shit Beca, you know it's alcoholic right?" Chloe laughed.

"Why waste time?" Beca asked.

"Hmm..."

"I guess you're just more sophisticated that me," Beca said grinning at how shocked Chloe was.

"No, I just don't wanna get wasted."

"Maybe I do."

"Great attitude there Mitchell," Chloe laughed.

They were sat pretty close and Chloe could see Beca's dark blue eyes twinkling again.

"Let's start then," Chloe said and started to talk Beca through the paper.

Chloe knew that Beca was not listening to her one bit but she carried on explaining anyway, mainly because she felt bad that Beca was failing at English and because she really loved the way Beca was looking at her lips.

"Do you understand?" Chloe asked her, smirking.

"Huh- oh um. Yeah," Beca blushed.

"You sure?"

"Um."

Beca's brain looked like it was about to explode. It was really endearing.

"You wanna go over it again?" Chloe laughed.

"Okay."

"Listen this time."

"I can't. You're too distracting," Beca confessed.

"Try," Chloe smirked.

Chloe went over the question again, slowly talking Beca through it, her blank expression gradually turning more understanding.

"I think I'm getting it now..."

"Good."

"Yeah. I'm never gonna pass this class Chlo'," she said, smiling sadly.

"Don't say that! We're just gonna have to work harder," Chloe insisted.

"Hmm..." Beca agreed, but not really very enthusiastically.

"Come on, so talk me through what we've done already."

"Nooo," Beca shook her head like a little kid.

"Yeahh."

"No. I give up."

Beca pouted.

"Maybe you need some incentive," Chloe said, shrugging innocently but failing to hide a smirk.

"Um, miss, what are you suggesting?"

Beca grinned at her.

"Nothing. Let's work."

Chloe looked away but she could still feel Beca looking at her with those dark blue eyes.

"Are you scared?" Beca asked in a low voice, smirking at the older woman.

"No," Chloe breathed. She could feel serious butterflies from the way Beca was looking at her. They were leaning in instinctively...

"Show me then."

And Beca just pulled Chloe into her by her neck, closing the gap and kissing her gently, instantly feeling all the tension between them drain away. Beca's lips were soft and tentative, but Chloe just deepened the kiss when her hands met Beca's waist, pulling her closer, and letting in Beca's tongue, desperately wanting more of Chloe. It felt so fucking right, so fucking good but she couldn't find the feeling that she shouldn't be kissing her student.

"Stop-" Chloe said, even though she didn't really want to stop.

"Why?" Beca looked at her smiling, because she knew that Chloe was totally into it.

"I...I don't know."

"Stop trying to be so good all the time, and just kiss me," Beca urged her.

Chloe looked into her eyes, searching for the right thing to do, then her eyes fell to Beca's lips again, and she just kissed the small brunette again, immediately finding her tongue.

"Good choice," Beca breathed, lying back onto the sofa as Chloe lay on top, pulling off her t-shirt.

Beca woke up the next morning with her arms wrapped around Chloe's body. It was light in Chloe's bedroom and the steady rise and fall of Chloe's chest made Beca smile with the memories of the night before. So it actually happened. Fuck.

"Are you just watching me sleep?" Chloe asked, rolling over and smiling at Beca.

"No..."

"You weirdo," Chloe giggled.

"Shut up."

"I have a class in like forty minutes," Chloe said, losing the smile.

"What?!"

"Sorry Becs."

"Nooo, don't go," Beca pleaded, kissing Chloe's collarbone and up her neck.

"Sorry."

Beca pouted like a little kid.

"Last night was fun," Chloe said, her eyes twinkling flirtatiously.

"Yeah. It was fun cos I'm so fun."

"Totes. You're the best," Chloe grinned teasingly.

"Mhmm."

"I should get up though," Chloe said.

Beca sighed.

"Kay. See you at lunch though?"

"Sure."

Beca watched Chloe get up and leave, feeling cold without her legs wrapped around her. But Beca felt happy. Very happy.

"Where were you last night?"

Beca turned around to see Jesse looking at her expectantly. She was doing her morning shift at the radio station, and hadn't yet been home to shower or anything, so her hair was still slightly messy. But she was still buzzing. Things felt good. They felt right.

"Um...why?" Beca asked, smiling at him.

"You missed your shift," he didn't look happy, but he was probably just tired. Right?

"Oh shit, sorry," Beca apologised, feeling guilty.

"Where were you?"

"Just. Out."

Beca walked away from him and went upstairs to grab some new stock to arrange.

"Were you with Chloe?" Jesse asked, following her. Beca decided to just tell him since she couldn't hold it in any more.

"Yeah," she grinned. "Dude, I stayed the night. Like, sexually."

"Woah. That's...dude," Jesse frowned. "No. She's your lecturer Beca, SHE is your LECTURER."

Beca was totally shocked and taken aback. He was scowling at her really angrily.

"Um...Jesse...that's totally uncool why are you being such a douche?"

"Because she's an adult that's taking advantage of you, it's wrong, no teacher should ever get with their students, it's not okay it's completely inappropriate how can you not see that?" he demanded, throwing his hands up in the air, and shouting right up in her face.

"What the hell? You were totally supportive before!" Beca just looked at him incredulously.

"Well, I never expected a teacher to actually date her student. I expected you to get over it."

"Oh my gosh Jesse. We are BOTH adults and I can make my own decisions, regardless of her profession she is a person with feelings and in a year when I drop English what the hell is it gonna matter?" Beca felt like punching him in his stupid face.

"You really think it's gonna last a year? You slept with her before you even went on a date, she's like thirty, you really think she's gonna stick around with you? You're no good for her."

"I'm no good for her?"

"No."

He was breathing hard and glaring at her.

"How can you even say that?" Beca asked, choking up a little bit.

"Because you're being an idiot Beca."

"Fuck you. You're a fucking cunt."

Beca stormed down the stairs and slammed the door hard, wiping away angry tears. She felt so betrayed, like she had to choose between her friend and Chloe- Chloe this amazing woman that had come into her life and already made her feel so special. Chloe was beautiful and caring and Beca was so glad she met her. But Jesse knew her and was her friend. And he didn't like Chloe one bit. Which felt like a personal attack. It hurt. A lot.

An hour later Beca was sat in English. Even though Chloe was there and she was looking gorgeous and shooting flirty looks in Beca's direction, she was still fucking reeling. How could anyone even say that? Jesse was Beca's closest friend and he thought he could treat her that way? He thought she wasn't good enough for Chloe? That was Beca's best friend. She was completely cut up.

"Are you okay Beca?" Chloe asked at the end of the lesson, shutting the door after the other students.

"Yeah," Beca tried to smile, but just couldn't. "No. My friend Jesse just screamed at me, and told me I'm being an idiot about you. He said we won't last and I'm not good enough for you."

Chloe's face fell, she looked shocked and hurt.

"He's an arsehole then," Chloe said and Beca nodded.

"He's my best friend. How could he even say that?" Beca asked quietly.

"I don't know. It sounds like he's jealous."

Chloe took Beca's hands and squeezed them reassuringly. Beca looked at her sadly, searching for comfort in Chloe's bright blue eyes.

"Am I being an idiot about you?" Beca whispered.

"No."

"I'm really into you."

"Good."

Chloe smiled and kissed Beca softly.

"But we shouldn't kiss at college," Chloe said, chuckling.

"Okay. Deal."

Thanks for reading, hope you didn't think things happened too soon...I'm not sure about it either, but yeah thankyou for reading, let me know what you think, thanks a lot :) btw I didn't mean to be a dickhead in the note at the top...I just felt like pointing it out sorry if it comes across rude, I'm really sorry. Thankyou for reading and please review xxx