Emily's p.o.v.

I feel the bed moving and the covers being lifted up from my body as Beca sits up shouting.

"SHE KNOWS ?!" I look at the clock which reads 8:30am. After the night we had, that is way too early for my hangover to start. I wonder what she is talking about though... I think about it for a second and last night's events come slowly sinking through me. Oh God. I had spilled the beans. There is no going back now.

"Crap." is all I can respond.

"SHE KNOWS AND YOU KNEW FOR... FOR HOW LONG NOW ?!" she shouts, sounding really upset and angry. Fuck.

"Look, Becs, I'm really sorry, but if we're gonna have this conversation now, I'm gonna need you to stop shouting, and an aspirine." I tell her, holding my head in discomfort.

"Alright. But you'd better have a good explanation. I'll let you work it out while I go get you an aspirine." she says, looking a little less angry.

"Don't you need one too ?" I wonder aloud.

"No, never do." she says with a wink, which makes me feel like she is not so mad at me. Two minutes later, she comes back with a glass of water and my aspirine.

"There." she says, handing it to me. She waits while I swallow it before saying "Now talk. »

I tell her everything. How I found out a couple month ago that Chloe knew from the beginning as she had had a fight with her at-the-time-boyfriend about it. How she cared about her anyway and begged me not to tell Beca, afraid she wouldn't talk to her knowing she knew all along and let her bottle it up, not saying a thing up until now.

Once I'm done, I let her take it all in and wait for her to react...

Beca's p.o.v.

After Emily explained what had happened, I take some time to think about it. I need some time by myself.

"I'm gonna take a shower." I say, getting up and heading to the door.

"Hey, B., are you mad at me ?" I hear her pleading voice call after me. I stop at the door not looking at her.

"I don't know yet." I say and go straight to the bathroom.

While I get undressed and let the hot water hit my skin, I think it through. What would I have done in Emily's shoes ? The same, I guess. Plus she probably knew I'd freak out, she didn't mean to hurt me. No, I'm definitely not mad at Emily. What about Chloe... All this time, she pretended not to know. She knew it hurt me, everytime she talked to me about her boyfriend, or when she came crying in my arms and wouldn't tell me why. She knew how hard it was for me to be around her and not tell her everything, she knew I was bottling it up, just for her not to feel awkward around me, when she really was aware of it. And she didn't say anything ?! And what about yesterday, when she asked me who I was in love with, when she really knew, was it a game to her ? Like, some kind of a test ?! Well I guess that's what you get for trying to let go of your one first true love...

Once I'm done showering, I burst into my room, telling Emily I'm not mad at her, but let all I just thought about Chloe in her face, and break down on my bed, crying. She comes and puts her arms around me from behind.

"It's gonna be okay sweetie... Listen, I don't wanna defend her, she should have told you, and me too, but I don't think she meant to hurt you like that... all I'm saying is, she gave you a chance to explain those rumors, I think you should give her a chance to explain as well..." Emily's soothing voice calms me down a little bit and I know she's right. I don't reply, just nod my head, not wanting to talk about it anymore. I know that Chloe should arrive at my house before the other guests since she lives far away, and she said she'd be there around 4pm.

"I'll talk to her when she arrives, but until then, let's just not worry about it and prepare the party. »

*4 p.m.*

Chloe's p.o.v.

I'm about to arrive at Reb's. I'm happy I get to party tonight ! Oddly enough, I don't miss Dylan that much, too bad it took me this long to realise how much of an ass he is.

I open the door, joyful.

"Here comes the queen !" I yell as I enter. But soon my good mood fades as I am greeted by Emily looking down and Rebecca glaring at me. Nearly sending daggers with her eyes. Uh oh. What have I done ?

"Huh... well aren't you two in a partying mood !" I say, trying to lighten the mood.

"We need to talk." Reb replies coldly, not even cracking a smile at my joke. She turns towards Em and asks her to take care of the drinks. Emily slightly nods her head as Reb indicates for me to follow her upstairs in her room. I am really starting to worry now. She closes the door behind us after we enter and crosses her arms glaring at me.

"Okay, you're really starting to scare me Reb... What is this about ?" I ask, worried and confused.

"You." she simply replies.

"What about me ?" I ask, even more confused.

"Well, what should I start with ?" she asks rhetorically before continuing "you lying to me and pretending not to know about my feelings while I struggled to keep them hidden ? Or maybe you testing me, asking who I loved when really you knew ? Rings a bell ?!" Oh no... Shit... God no ! Just as I realise how hurt and angry she is at me, tears start streaming down my face.

"I'm so sorry..." I whisper between two sobs.

"Oh is that right ? Is this all you have to say ? Cause I wasn't going to but Emily convinced me to give you a chance to explain, so talk !" she demands harshly. I had never seen her that mad, especially not at me...

"Rebecca... You're my friend, and I didn't... I still don't want to loose you because of your feelings... I wasn't about to change my behaviour because I was aware of them. Still, I was afraid if you knew that I knew... You'd just be ashamed an drift away... I'm so sorry... and as for what you thought was a test, I just panicked and thought I'd react as if it was any other friend who'd tell me that... I didn't, really didn't mean to hurt you." I explain, still crying, as she starts crying as well.

"Yeah, well, you did." she replies, looking away, still cold.

"Do you want me to leave ?" I ask reluctantly. She seems to consider it for a moment and my heart breaks.

"No. I invited you. Besides, you don't have anywhere else to go. I just need some space." I am relieved even though I can see she is still mad.

"Alright, I'll just help Em setting the stereo then..." I say, heading towards the door, sobbing a little. I was hoping Reb'd stop me and hug me like she usually does when I cry but she doesn't move. I guess I've hurt her a little too hard... I'm so stupid. I need to call Aubrey. I dial her number and wait a few rings before she picks up.

« Aubrey Posen.

- Bree, it's me… I-I… When will you be there ?

- Chloe ? I don't know, I can leave now I guess, why, what happened ?

- She knows Bree… She knows I've always known and I… She's really hurt… I fucked up Bree…

- What ? How did she find out ?

- I don't know, it doesn't really matter though does it ? The point is, I got here and next thing I know she's stating every single thing that I did that hurt her when all she was trying to do was to keep me from being uncomfortable at her own expanse, and then I'm crying, trying to explain when really I was being selfish, and she's crying and… Something broke between us. She used to hug me when I was crying and…

- Chloe, baby, shh, calm down. It's gonna be okay, I promise. Maybe not now, not today, but she needs some time. You gotta understand how she must be feeling. Betrayed. Embarrassed. Rejected… Those aren't good feelings. Did you tell her you didn't want to lose her ?

- Yeah… yeah I did.

- Then give it time. I'm sure she doesn't want that either.

- Right… Can you just… get here ?

- I'm on my way. »

*Around midnight*

Beca's p.o.v.

The party has been going on for three hours now, and I'm just starting to relax. Before it started, Chloe, Emily, Aubrey and I were preparing everything, I tried hard to avoid eye contact with Chloe. Or any contact at all for that matters. At some point she and Aubrey went to talk and she came back with pleading eyes and I just couldn't handle it. She's hurting me more than she could know, she looks like my first crush and is just as straight, and still I am growing for her the same feelings I had for Bridgit... Oh, right, I'm not drunk, because I don't like to drink when I'm hosting the party. I look around me to see if everyone is enjoying themselves, I spot Emily and Benji making out on the sofa, and I am glad, because they have been flirting since last year ! Uny and Aubrey are dancing, looking lovingly into each other's eyes, and they are really cute together. Others are either dancing, drinking, smoking or doing other weird stuffs, like Fat Amy with her mermaid dance and Lily who's hanging upside down from the ceiling and… how did she even get here ?! Anyway, everyone seems to have fun ! Then I spot Chloe, sitting alone on a chair in the far right corner, finishing up the half bottle of vodka Em and I had left from last night. Crap. I go over to her.

"Chloe, did you drink it all by yourself ?" I ask, still mad at her but concerned. She lets a hiccup escape from her mouth before slapping her hand over it and giggling.

"Propo... Probabily ! Probabily ?! Hey ! That's not even a real word !" she exclaims drunkenly, laughing. Oh God. She really is drunk.

"Chloe, you're pretty wasted right now..." I start

"Yes I am ! And you are mad at me, and pretty sexy !" she answers, trying to flirt.

"Chloe. Stop that. Why did you drink like that ? Is it because of Dylan ?" she looks a little confused when I ask that.

"Dylan ? Oh, nooooo, naaaah ! I'm glad I broke up with him, he was an ass anyway... No, I was just sad you wouldn't forgive me..." she says looking down. I can't let her make a fool of herself in front of our friends now, can I ?

"Chloe, come with me in the bathroom, get you some water." I say, extending my hand for her to take since I doubt she can walk properly right now.

"You want to go somewhere private with moi ?" she asks, winking playfully as she takes my hand and tries to stand up only to fall back down on the chair. I ignore her flirting and help her up, guiding her to the bathroom and sitting her on the edge of the bathub.

I'm pouring her a glass of water by the sink and I don't realize she has gotten up until I feel her fingers in my hair.

"Chloe, what are you doing ?" I ask, not turning around.

"I love your light brown messy hair." she says coming closer to my back. I can feel her hot breath on my neck as she continues. "It makes you look wild. But like, sexy wild." she whispers the last part. She smells a mixture of her perfume, alcohol and weed ; still, her hot breath and the pressure of her body behind my back send electricity through my whole body. I stand still, trying to make the feeling go away, but I feel her hand pulling my hair on the side as she plants soft kisses on my neck. Oh God...

"C-Chloe... S-stop..." she just grins and giggles against my neck as she keeps going. I know she's drunk and I have to stop her but this feels so good. I realise I really need to react when a moan escapes my lips. My eyes shoot open as I turn around, putting my hands on her shoulders, trying to keep some distance between us. "Chloe, you need to stop." I say, half heartedly.

"Why ? Your moaning tells me you were enjoying it !" she says with a teasing smile on her face.

"Wether I liked it or not is not the point. You're drunk and you don't know what you're doing." I state.

"But I do ! I was kissing your neck and now..." she gently pushes my arms away and leans in, an inch from my face. "... I'm gonna kiss you." she whispers, grazing my lips, just before doing what she said she would.

At first I kiss back. I feel like sparkles are escaping our lips as they move along with each other. I havn't felt like that in a long time. Not since Bridgit. It feels good and scary at the same time. I know I have to pull away but I really don't want to, so I resolve myself to it when we have to break away to catch our breath. When I look at her she is smiling and looking at me as if to know if she can start again. I shake my head no and she looks desappointed. I grab the glass of water I had poured earlier and hand it to her, telling her to drink it. She swallows every sip with a gulp and she hands it back and looks at me with sad eyes. I gently smile at her and offer my hand for her to take to lead her to my room for her to rest.

She follows me into the room and I understand that she had misunderstood when she pushes me onto the bed and jumps on as well, straddling me, she grinns and leans in but I stop her halfway as I gently roll her off of me. She sits on the bed and looks down. I see her shoulders trembling and understand she is crying.

"Hey, Chloe, don't cry !" I rush over to her, patting her back.

"You don't love me anymore..." she says, sobbing.

"What ? Why would you say that ?" I ask, confused.

"Well, because when we talked earlier, you were so cold to me, and then, you did nothing but avoid me. And now I kiss you and you push me away, so you don't love me anymore." she explain.

"Oh, Chlo', no... I was cold and avoided you because I was mad and hurt that you didn't tell me you knew. And I wanna kiss you. Trust me, I do, I always have. But not like this. Not while you're drunk and trying to make me forgive you by kissing me. You're straight Chloe. If I kiss you, I want it to be because you want to, and that can't happen." I say sadly, a single tear rolling down my cheek.

"But I do..." she starts but I cut her short.

"We'll talk about this in the morning. Go to sleep." I say, cupping her cheek. She goes under the covers and closes her eyes. I am about to leave when she mumbles under the covers.

"Rebaby, please stay with me... I don't wanna be alone..." I turn around and she looks at me with pleading eyes. I can't say no to her and lift the covers to get in bed next to her. As soon as I settle, Chloe cuddles up to my side and mumbles a "Thank you Reb." and drifts off to sleep.

"No worries, love..." I answer and watch her sleep a little before falling asleep myself.

*Next morning*

Chloe's p.o.v.

I wake up with a huge headache. I keep my eyes closed as I try to remember last night. All my memories are blurry... I remember Rebecca ignoring me after the fight... I remember grabbing and drinking half a bottle of vodka... Oh God... I remember kissing Reb... Crap. I kissed Reb ! As I remember that, I realize somebody is sleeping under me as I have my head on their chest. I open my eyes and look up to see who it is and... Reb ?! Oh shoot ! What have I done ?!