You free tonight?

Chloe nervously typed out the text on her phone, afraid of what the reply would be.

It was Friday evening, so obviously Beca would not be free, she'd probably be fucking that tall girl, who was Chloe even kidding, man she was stupid to even ask. She felt like a total idiot and just wished she could take the text back.

Hey! Yeah I'm free

Chloe's stomach dropped about a million feet when the message appeared. Shit.

Okay cool, you wanna have a drink or something?

She pressed send, biting her lip, still convinced Beca was taking the piss or something. Chloe was sat at home by herself, marking a couple of papers.

Yeah, I'd love to. How about that bar we went to the first time we hung out?

Chloe smiled, realising she was being serious now.

Okay sure :) see you there at eight?

I can't wait ;)

So...Chloe was going to hang out with Beca. Innocent or...? A date? Either way, Chloe missed her and was happy just to hang out.

"What are you grinning about?" Jesse asked.

They were stacking CDs in the radio station and he was giving her a suspicious look from across the desk.

"Uh, Stacie..." Beca lied, and Jesse immediately became uninterested.

Jesse didn't seem to like Stacie and Beca's arrangement much but he much preferred Stacie to Chloe. And speaking of Stacie, Beca had slowly spoken to her less over the previous week, following the night at Bumper's party. It was that Beca was upset about Stacie sleeping with someone else...she just didn't want to feel used any more. So. No more fuckbuddies.

"Anyway, my shift is done, so see you later," Beca said, leaving the radio station and heading home to get ready to meet Chloe.

She wasn't sure what to wear, but after having a long shower she settled on a tight fitting purple shirt and black jeans.

Beca left at about seven forty and caught the bus downtown, going into the bar and sitting down, waiting for Chloe to turn up with nervous butterflies fluttering around inside her.

"Hi," Beca got up from the bar as Chloe walked in, exhaling finally, not surprised that Chloe made her heart beat faster from how gorgeous she looked in a pretty coral shirt and light blue jeans.

"Hey."

Beca wasn't sure whether to hug her or not; she decided not to, since she didn't want to push it.

"Chloe and Beca hanging out take five," Beca laughed a little awkwardly.

"Yeah something like that," Chloe said, and they went to sit in a secluded booth at the back of the bar.

For a moment neither of them said anything, Beca just looked in Chloe's eyes, remembering how light blue and pretty they were.

"Soo how's it going?" Beca asked finally breaking the silence.

"Good," Chloe replied, fidgeting with her hands on the table. "You?"

"Yeah, I'm alright," Beca chuckled. "I'm really glad you texted me, otherwise I'd prob'ly be back in my dorm with Kimmy Jin and her Korean friends."

"Really? Are you saying you had nothing better to do on a Friday night than hang out with an old loser like me?" Chloe asked jokily, her eyes lighting up at the change in dynamic of the conversation.

"Nope, nothing better," Beca shrugged teasingly. "And how are you old? You're only like forty or whatever."

Chloe laughed but pretended to be offended.

"Shut up. At least I can legally drink in a bar."

"Shh, don't say that too loud, the bartender's been serving me for the past few months!" Beca joked.

"Sorry. And I'm twenty four," Chloe reiterated.

"And I'm twenty one," Beca winked at her.

"You're an idiot."

There eyes lingered for a second, and Chloe looked away, drinking her gin and tonic.

"You look hot by the way," Beca said, causing Chloe to choke a little. "Am I allowed to say that?"

"No you are not allowed to say that," Chloe said."But thanks."

"Do I?" Beca probed cheekily and Chloe gave her an incredulous look.

"You know you look hot."

She put a hand to her mouth, feigning surprise.

"Miss Beale, that is inappropriate!" Beca teased.

"Oh my gosh Beca!" Chloe exclaimed while Beca laughed at her.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. Teasing you is just so fucking easy!"

"Fuck off. I'm not easy" Chloe tried to frown but it was hard when Beca was too funny.

"Ahum, I beg to differ," Beca raised her eyebrows at Chloe.

"Miss Mitchell, save your sexcapades for your fuck-buddy."

"Oh, we're not buddies any more," Beca said more seriously, drinking her beer.

"Why?" Chloe inquired, curious.

"Dunno...I don't want to be with her any more," Beca said simply, but expanded because of the questioning look Chloe was giving her. "Not that I was with her. I just...it really hurt how she just...always left afterwards. And one time I really needed her she was with someone else. It really hurt. I can't do it any more."

"That sucks. I'm sorry," Chloe's apology was genuine; she didn't like how sad Beca looked about it, and felt really guilty that she had ever hurt Beca in that way.

"What about you and your bf?" Beca changed the subject, making Chloe blush.

"We broke up," Chloe said. Beca looked a little surprised.

"Oh. Why?"

"I wasn't that into him really," Chloe decided to leave it at that.

Beca nodded understandably.

"He just wasn't a Beca Mitchell I guess," Beca shrugged seriously and Chloe felt like she'd just read her mind.

"Something like that."

Beca smirked.

"Yay win for me."

Chloe's blue eyes twinkled at her for a second, before she changed the subject.

"How's English going for you?"

"Alright. I think I might scrape a pass," Beca laughed. Choe did find it a little endearing how bad Beca was at English.

"Good."

"Yeah," Beca agreed. "Not so sure about my other classes though, since I generally don't go to any of them."

"Beca..." Chloe didn't mean to sound like such a teacher, but she couldn't quite help it.

"Sorry. I'm not cut out for school I guess."

"I guess not. What are you doing next year then?" Chloe asked, propping her chin on her hand and looking in Beca's dark blue eyes.

"Moving to LA if I'm allowed. If not, then I guess I'll have to major in something," Beca's face suggested that she really did not want to stay at college. Chloe secretly felt upset that she might move away. She didn't want Beca to leave at all.

"In what?" Chloe decided not to mention that she might miss Beca if she went to LA.

"Music probably."

"That's cool."

"Not really," Beca chuckled. "I'd probably fail that as well."

"I doubt it."

"Thanks. All right, can I ask more about you?" Beca asked, sitting up and looking at her intently.

"What, did you not find out enough last time?" Chloe laughed. No-one had ever been this interested in her before ever.

"No, I wanna know everything!" Beca insisted.

"Okay, okay. Ask away."

"Yay!"

They stayed in the bar til one in the morning, just talking. Beca found out pretty much everything that had happened in Chloe's life like ever, partially because she managed to get Chloe slightly drunk. It was really nice. They could literally talk for hours, they got on so frickin well. Beca had almost forgotten that fact because of all of the drama, but they literally could talk like they'd known each other their whole lives. It was amazing.

"Bec, it's getting pretty late," Chloe said.

"But it's Friday night!" Beca protested, not wanting to go home at all.

"Hmm."

Beca looked at her pleadingly and Chloe softened under Beca's dark blue gaze.

"Why don't you come back to mine?" Chloe asked after a moment of silence.

"Kay."

Beca held back a grin. There wasn't much more to be said as they walked out of the bar. Beca was in. Yes!

"I'm guessing you don't want a drink," Chloe said, shutting the door behind her, going into the kitchen and reading the note from Aubrey saying "out with Michael, back late or tomorrow morning" and realising they had the apartment to themselves.

"No," Beca said, following Chloe over to the dark kitchen.

Chloe didn't say anything for a while then Beca wrapped her arms around Chloe from behind, and placed a kiss on her neck. She felt Chloe tense up in her arms, her breathing getting shallower, their fingers lacing together around Chloe's body.

"Aubrey's out all night," Chloe said, her voice pathetically weak.

"Good."

Chloe turned around and Beca captured her in a sensual kiss. It was slow and passionate, and it was Chloe begging for access to Beca's tongue, her fears melting away against Beca's soft lips. Beca's thumb gently stroked Chloe's cheek; it was a comforting action but Chloe wanted Beca in a different way. She pulled off Beca's shirt and Beca smiled into Chloe's lips, gladly pulling the older woman in direction of the bedroom. This was how they were meant to be.

"I'm never gonna leave," Beca whispered, tracing patterns on Chloe's bare back, loving the way her breathing was slow and deep and her hair messy. Chloe seemed vulnerable somehow and Beca knew how she'd been badly hurt before. It was about two am now, and they were just lying in Chloe's bed, Chloe on her side, facing away from Beca.

"Do you promise?" Chloe asked almost childishly.

"Yeah."

"Okay," Chloe rolled over to face her.

"Can we be together?" Beca asked, biting her lip, desperate for Chloe to say yes.

Chloe nodded and smiled. Her heart felt so full.

"Secretly," Chloe said. "But. I would love that."

"Me too," Beca whispered.

Chloe just nodded wrapped her arms around Beca's body, resting her head on her shoulder and closing her tired blue eyes.

"Night Chlo'," Beca purred, stroking her hair.

"G'night."

A/N: Okay, I lied, I've updated twice. I'm such a fucking procrastinator omfg...revising is hard man, it's frickin hard okay don't judge me.

And what do you think obvs lol?

Pleaase review I guess this was a controversial chapter so I'd be happy to find out what you think

thanks for reading xxxxx