A/N: Here's Chloe's chapter! The verse of the song Beca is playing is from "Falling Stars" by David Archuleta.

Five more chapters guys! C21 will be up tonight too!

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Chloe knew, she should be squealing, or jumping up and down for joy. For God's sake, she should be excited. It was after all her bachelorette party, and the promise of a night of unexpected events, mischief, and crazy shenanigans was ahead of her.

Especially since a certain Dr. Conrad was the one who picked her up, blindfolding her and everything, before ushering her to what felt like a car – or possibly a limousine considering she's hearing the distinct voices of a lot of different girls with her. After all, the Bellas were all there.

Little did Chloe know that all the Bellas, and then some, were there for a reason other than her bachelorette.

But with all the excitement – or lack thereof – aside, all that Chloe could think of was how amazing the other night had been with Beca. They just laid there on the sandy shores of some picture perfect paradise of the beach, watching the stars before peacefully drifting off to sleep, exchanging stories and witticism in between.

All she could think was how easy it was.

How natural the flow of conversation was.

And how perfect they fit together.

But the reality was that she was marrying Jesse.

Because no matter how perfect the other night had been, Chloe knew Beca may just always be too far to reach. She was like the stars they admired the other night, burning slowly and resiliently shining despite the bright lights of the city not so far away chasing them into the dark.

A part of Chloe thinks she was making the right decision.

But if it was so right, then why did it feel so wrong?

Why did it feel like something was missing?

Was it because despite getting married in a matter of days, she knew deep down that she would be marrying the wrong person?

And it didn't matter if it was Jesse, or an ex-boyfriend like Tom that was standing at the end of the aisle, waiting for her.

It didn't matter because it wasn't Beca.

The girl she has been looking for all her life.

The one she promised to marry in the innocence of their youth.

And, for some sort of reason, the one she never stopped loving.

Chloe felt herself being ushered outside of the vehicle they were on and inside a bar from what she could tell from the loud noise of the music playing inside.

But it wasn't the usual same old bar music she was hearing.

She was hearing musical masterpiece mixes of who she could only guess to be Beca.

Of course Aubrey would invite the DJ over for the bachelorette, and her best friend would be smart enough to claim that she wanted to "hire" a DJ for the event but couldn't find one so as luck would have it, her other best friend who happens to be a DJ volunteered.

That was, after all, the explanation Aubrey gave as to how she got Beca to be the DJ for Chloe's wedding.

But Chloe couldn't help but noticing that the song Beca was currently playing was a little sad for the occasion. Sad but fitting to what the DJ was probably feeling at the moment.

The world is turning
And time keeps on lingering on
The sun will be burning
Eventually you will be gone
I'll always love you
Oh, believe it or not
Baby, that's not enough to, not enough to
Stop these Falling stars over your head
We were bound to burn out, burn like crashing cars
I'll never get over you, never over you
'Cause you are so beautiful, yeah

"Mitchell, what on earth are you playing?" she heard Aubrey hiss somewhere on Chloe's right side.

"Sorry, you guys were taking too long and Ems here wanted me to tweak this song a bit." Beca replied in a hushed tone.

"Yeah, totally my fault. I'm supposed to collaborate with the artist on some sort of love song for his upcoming album and I wanted to convince him to let Beca produce the track." she heard the young artist say.

So apparently even Emily Junk was in attendance for her bachelorette party.

When Stacie finally removed the blindfold Chloe saw that they were in some fancy bar, Aubrey seemed to have rented the whole place for the night with the lack of any other guests other than the Bellas, Emily, Beca's assistant Flo, and the tiny DJ herself.

Chloe's mood did improve upon seeing all her beloved Bellas gathered together after being away for so long. Granted she was already happy to know that Amy was out of the convent, happily with Bumper, and was in attendance to their gathering.

"And Denise! It's been too long! Guys, look, Denise is here! How did you guys find Denise? Why haven't we seen you in ages? You sort of just dropped off the face of the earth." Chloe said, pulling the former Bellas in a hug, clearly elated to see her Bella family together. The one that was actually a family that pulled each other together to win their first National title.

"Chloe, I've always been around. I've been working in Aubrey's firm this whole time." Denise replied.

She was also pleasantly surprised to see that Jessica and Ashley were getting along splendidly well. The other blonde Bella never mentioned anything to her about patching things up with Ashley, but she was happy to see them together and rather inseparable. Even Lilly was there, totally not stuck in some covert mission somewhere. She also got to see Cynthia Rose and, surprise, her girlfriend. Apparently they were childhood friends and they met when they were younger but CR had always been afraid to follow her heart.

"Really, it's all thanks to DJ shorty over there." Cynthia Rose said pointing over to Beca who was busy setting up her make-shift DJ station with Flo.

Chloe looked a little confused for a moment.

How could Beca be behind all this?

"Yeah, Aubrey here tried rallying us up, but the real reason we're all here right now is Beca." Ashley said.

"She was with Aubrey when she tried to sort us straight. Basically Bree failed, but Beca really got to us." Jessica seconded.

"True, she even helped both Alfonso and I to be get things together and be true to who are." Cynthia Rose then said.

"And didn't I tell you that she broke me and Bumper out of both the convent and seminary?" Amy added.

Chloe looked speechless as she turned around to find the DJ getting ready with her set, stealing a glance at her. Trademark smirk and all. She was overwhelmed. Greatly. And she couldn't help but smile back at Beca.

For all that she's done.

For bringing her friends together, helping them find happiness by following their heart.

How could the DJ effortlessly do all this?

Especially when all that Jesse manage to do was try and pull the Bellas apart.

The night was spent dancing, drinking, and catching up on missed time. She was pretty certain that the Bellas had started calling Emily "Legacy" at some point after they found out that her mom was a former Bella and that she was attending Barden part-time, what with all the travelling with her work, convincing the younger girl to join the Bellas once and if she decided to take a break from her busy life and pursue college full-time.

And as expected whenever the Bellas got even slightly inebriated, shenanigans ensued.

Mostly involving Beca.

Trying to get her all flustered.

It started with a seemingly innocent game of 'Truth or Dare' when Aubrey, of all people, decided to play a trick on the DJ who was still busy working her booth.

The game was then changed to who can 'flirt/seduce' the DJ the best with dares that included simple winking to short trips to the booth to try to get an increasingly confused Beca to 'grab a quick drink and then some' to quite possibly a strip-tease.

Emily felt awkward with the whole game but was still somehow coerced to it by both Aubrey and Stacie. She barely put in an effort though. She was the one who was dared to do the flirty wink.

At one point Amy dared Chloe to do a lap dance for the DJ.

To which Chloe was sure her face decided to adopt a color redder than her hair. "I'm the bride-to-be, why am I doing the lap dance?" Chloe reasoned.

"That's right, hey Beca! Come and do a lap dance for Chloe!" Aubrey shouted.

Beca stared at Aubrey completely being thrown off guard for a minute, her jaw dropping the floor with shock.

Aubrey Posen demanding Beca Mitchell to do a lap dance for Chloe Beale was never on the list of things Beca would ever dream of happening in reality after all.

But Chloe didn't know that.

Not that she noticed Beca's full reaction, being shocked herself with what Aubrey just said. And definitely not that the thought wasn't entirely enticing to her.

But that's not the point.

Thankfully Beca seemed to have recovered from what Aubrey suggested and simply addressed Stacie. "Yo, Conrad, your wife seems drunk. Maybe you should attend to here."

"Is that you suggesting that I do a lap dance for Bree?" Stacie shot back with a grin.

"Hey, I'm not complaining, my wife is hot." Aubrey then remarked.

"Ok, I was wrong. You're both drunk." Beca commented.

When Beca returned her attention to whatever she was doing, that's when Chloe noticed.

She was subtly keeping her distance.

And the thought brought back the coldness she had been feeling since choosing to keep the wedding on track.

When she refused to let Beca know the truth.

And for the first time Chloe understood what it was she was feeling. It wasn't that she was betraying Beca's love for her, or that she was betraying Jesse.

She was betraying her own feelings.

And that was the worst feeling above anything else she's ever felt.

So she chose to let the upbeat songs that Beca was playing and the alcohol to numb down the feeling as the thoughts of whether or not she should risk it all with Beca or stay with what she knows with Jesse.

They switched the game to something else when Amy volunteered Lilly to do the strip-tease and Chloe just wouldn't allow it.

At some point, the Bellas had reached the point of no return.

Mischief-wise.

And they pulled Beca to play some strange version of 'seven minutes in heaven' by spinning some empty bottle and going to the restroom with whoever the bottle lands on to spend the time 'talking' about some private thing about themselves to get to know better and 'foster closer relationships'.

Really the game was masterminded by both Stacie and Aubrey to get Beca and Chloe into the restroom.

And lock them inside in a vain attempt to get them to just come clean and get together.

Chloe stood awkwardly as she leaned on the stalls, chancing a glance at Beca who was sitting on the bathroom counter fiddling with some strange looking dark metallic bracelet on her wrists. The redhead could swear there was even some blinking green light at one end of it but then again she could have been imagining it. She was incredibly drunk at that point. Chloe was sure of it. Mostly because she was all too painfully aware that the urge of just grabbing Beca and kissing her had been increasing exponentially for the last hour.

"Wanna get out of here?" Beca finally said in hushed tones after five minutes of stealing glances at each other in silence.

"I'm pretty sure that Amy's guarding the door."

"I'm also pretty sure that they've barred the door with whatever they could get their hands on to lock us in and never let us out."

"I'm not gonna lie, that sounds like something they might actually do. How are we getting out of here then? Window?"

Beca chuckled. "Beale, you've read my mind. Do you want to go first or should I so I can help you get out safely?"

"My, aren't you chivalrous." Chloe commented as she gestured for Beca to go ahead.

The two of them somehow managed to get out of the window and round the block before Beca waived down for a cab. She opened the door for Chloe to get in first and as soon as she hopped on herself, the DJ asked "Where to?"

"I just want a quiet night in Becs. I'm completely down for the count." Chloe answered honestly. Truthfully, if it wasn't for Beca helping her to maneuver herself out of the window she would've fallen flat on her face during their daring escape. "Or maybe a private party to ourselves." Chloe added beaming at Beca before giving the address to the DJ's residence building.

"How can you still be up?" Chloe asked with a matching pout a few more drinks after they got to Beca's apartment. Chloe dropped down the couch with a content sigh. The music was blaring up, the two of them messing around, dancing like fools.

Dancing like they were kids setting themselves free.

"I didn't drink as much as you did." Beca pointedly said as she offered her hand to Chloe to help her get up, which Chloe gleefully accepted. "Come on, I should probably take you home." she heard Beca say.

And Chloe shook her head.

At that point she really couldn't remember why.

She just didn't want to say goodbye.

So Chloe ran. "You have to catch me first." she yelled back at Beca as she sprinted through the halls of the penthouse, finally stumbling into what seemed to be Beca's bedroom.

"You know Beale, you're the first girl I had here in this room who managed to find herself on my bed." Beca commented after finally catching up to Chloe only to find her happily plumped down on her bed.

Chloe was quick to her feet a little wobbly and woozy. "You certainly have a way words, don't you Mitchell." she then said a little too seductively than planned.

Not the she planned it really.

It was like she was at that point where she knew she was drunk enough to lose all control.

To be stripped away of her inhibitions.

And just go after what she wants.

To her surprise Beca stopped with the witty banters, the DJ's eyes flickering down to her lips as Chloe slowly closed the distance between them.

It was like being pulled by an incredibly strong magnet.

Resistance was definitely futile.

Because before Chloe could even catch up to what she was doing, her body reacted, brushing a loose strand of Beca's hair and tucking it behind her ears, their eyes searching each other for something, a signal or some confirmation. And before she knew it, Chloe had leaned down and captured the DJ's lips for her own, feeling her soft lips moving against hers.

Entirely getting lost in the moment.

Because nothing ever felt as right as kissing Beca, feeling her heart melt as they both poured everything they felt into that kiss.

And it felt like it would have lasted forever.

The kiss deepening, getting more and more passionate, hungry.

Except Beca pulled away.

"Chloe." she said, her voice pleading for her to listen to reason.

"What?" Chloe retorted, feeling both confused and frustrated. "Beca I… I want you, all of you. You're like a need I didn't even know I had. All I know is I never stopped looking for you, chasing after an image of a girl who strolled into my life one summer's day and then just left, taking a huge piece of me away. Beca, I never stopped…"

"…but not like this Chloe. You deserve better."

"I deserve better?" Chloe scoffed.

Totally not the line she was expecting to hear at the very least.

"Yeah. Don't you get it? You're more than just a kiss. Or a one night stand. You deserve a lifetime. And, God it's frustrating, but as much as I want it to be me, I'm not the one who's going to be standing at the end of the aisle, now am I?" Beca replied before adding in a very hushed tone "Or am I?"

Chloe couldn't understand why but she broke down in tears after that, after hearing Beca say what she said.

Because it sure meant a lot. Chloe could tell from the way Beca said it, almost mumbled really.

One simple sentence. One simple line.

Chloe deserved to be loved.

Not just as some secret rendezvous, not just a prize to be won. No, not just a one memorable night together, or some simple kiss.

Not like how everyone she's ever had a relationship ever treated her or made her feel.

And that made her sure.

Beca loved her.

Truly loved her.

Especially as she cradled her in her arms, tucked her in as she finally drifted off to sleep.

Chloe woke up a few hours later, even before daybreak.

And she watched as Beca's chest rose up and down while she slept in peace right next to Chloe.

A pillow between them despite the fact that Beca's arms were wrapped around Chloe's body.

Because for some reason Beca felt the need to be chivalrous and respectful to her.

Chloe couldn't help but chuckle.

Her worries about whether or not it was worth to risk it all with Beca being washed away by the DJ's very own actions.

Chloe shifted around in bed and tried to wiggle herself free to get up for a glass of water. And that's when she saw it. The picture in the frame, the words scribbled behind, the red thread that was their ring.

If anything that only strengthened her resolved.

It was always Beca.

Only, she wasn't with Beca.

She was with Jesse.

And like a painful reminder that she was actually engaged to someone else, that she promised her heart to someone else, her phone rang. It took a while before Chloe found it. Truth be told she didn't hear until she stepped outside the bedroom to get that glass of water she wanted.

"Chlooooeeee." she heard Jesse drunkenly say. "You're here. I mean, you know. Answered. Aaaanyways, I love you Chlo. Sooo much. This much. You can't see, but I'm stretching my arms wide right now. So lucky, I mean, I am, that you're gonna be my wifey soon. You deserve so so much more, so I promise that I will be so so much more, is what I promise. Gots to go babe. Love yah."

Okay, so that wasn't exactly the most eloquent speech.

And Jesse called twenty times before too.

Leaving messages similar to what he said when Chloe finally answered.

How he promises to be better.

To change.

Things that technically he said over and over again at some point in the past few years they've been together.

Not that he was a bad boyfriend.

Just that he could be quite possessive. And self-centered. A little full of himself too.

Still it was enough to make Chloe question everything once again. Feeling the guilt of what Jesse might feel. Because Chloe is a good person deep down inside, whether or not she's tempted or anything, more than the times she might make mistakes. And who doesn't make mistakes?

Question is, which would be the mistake? Which is the right thing to do?

Will she really give up all those years spent with Jesse?

Could she really do that? Hurt him?

Because that's what she'll end up doing.

And compared to all her relationships in the past, Jesse was the best.

But then again there's Beca.

Beca who she's never stopped loving.

For some strange reason other than that she simply loved her.

Truly loved her.

Then again there's the wedding and the time and money and effort and energy spent for it.

And once more it's too much to just process. Because things aren't as simple as they were when they were little kids.