Alright so I promised that I would try and put up a third chapter so enjoy you awesome nerds. Quick shoutout also to the people who left reviews, you guys put a big smile on my face and please continue letting me know what you think :)

Sitting at Stacie's desk, Beca waited for the tall brunette to return home before she put her plan into action; wanting the opinion of her best friend before she embarked on 'Operation Bechloe' – a title she had tried to talk Aubrey out of having but to no avail.

Hearing the key in the front door, Beca got up from the desk and headed into the lounge room of Stacie's apartment, watching the brunette walk in carrying a copious amount of shopping bags. "Stace, why the hell did you buy enough food to feed a small army?"

"I didn't know how long you'd need me gone," she took a deep breath before adding, "and I had time after I visited Chloe to stock up on groceries." Beca's eyes widened at the fact that her best friend had visited her girlfriend; more curious about how Chloe was than anything else. "Was she alright?"

"Becs, I'm going to be completely honest with you," Beca nodded at her before she continued speaking, "she's a wreck right now, she loves you with all her might and I swear she still wants to be with you; you need to give her time but you also need to make sure that she knows you're thinking of her."

"Stace, I'm thinking of her every second; I can't get her out of my head and that's not a new thing that has started after the events of last night. Aubrey offered her assistance in me getting Chloe back," Stacie smiled at this, thinking of how the blonde did in fact care for the pint-sized DJ, "And we have a plan but I'm just nervous that it won't work and it'll end up with Chloe telling me she doesn't want to be with me."

"Bec, you're overthinking this, yes you made a mistake but like you said, that girl kissed you; you didn't kiss her back and you left straight away, coming home to Chloe who you had wished to be with instead."

"And I told Chloe that but she doesn't believe me." Beca sighed, running her hands through her hair as she fell down onto the lounge; sitting her only so Stacie could sit down beside her.

"Alright then Bec; tell me this brilliant plan for getting Chloe back to you and we'll go from there."

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With Stacie and Aubrey in on her plan, Beca decided there was no time like the present to begin her course of action but as she stood in front of her apartment door, doubts crawled into her mind as she questioned whether to let herself in or knock on the door. Deciding to knock softly before she opened the door; she ended up walking in to a similar sight as Stacie had except Chloe had since fallen asleep.

Smiling a how beautiful she looked despite the tear stains on her face and the mountain of tissues surrounding her; Beca put her plan on pause for a moment as she began cleaning up the apartment; overfilling the bin with the amount of tissues Chloe had used. As she tidied up the apartment, she looked at all the pictures of the two of them, hanging on the mantelpiece; pictures that Chloe had insisted on taking despite Beca's objections; the two of them with the rest of the Bella's, with their families and with each other; some photos where they were both smiling at the camera and others when Chloe was making a silly face and Beca couldn't take her eyes off of her.

She couldn't let the redhead go; not over a misunderstanding like this and not when Chloe was doubtful of her feelings for her. Rotating so that she could look at the sleeping beauty on the lounge; Beca smiled at all the memories they had shared together and despite not knowing what was going to be her girlfriend's reaction when she woke up – she was going to stop watching her sleep eventually but she couldn't tear her eyes away – she knew everything was going to be okay.

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On the other side of Barden, Aubrey had just finished cleaning her own apartment – despite it already being spotless – when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, signalling a text message.

Stacie (3:14pm): So it appears you didn't kill my best friend and my apartment was relatively clean when I got home.

Aubrey (3:15pm): Not all my methods include violence, Conrad

Stacie (3:17pm): It would seem your methods have worked seeing as though 'operation bechloe' is currently in action :')

Aubrey (3:20pm): Has Beca gone to see her now?

Stacie (3:21pm): Yeah, she left my place shortly after I got home. Maybe I can tell you more over coffee?

Aubrey (3.22pm): Is there more to tell or is this you trying to ask me on a date? ;)

Stacie (3:25pm): This isn't me asking you on a date, I tend to do that after the coffee when the person has realised how enjoyable my company is

Aubrey (3:27pm): Don't flatter yourself, Conrad, I'll meet you at the Starbucks near campus at 4.45pm

Stacie (3:30pm): I'm looking forward to it ;)

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When Chloe woke up, the first thing she noticed was the absence of the tissues around her and then the presence of her girlfriend sitting against the wall near the television, staring blankly into space. "What are you doing here?" she spoke timidly, not wanting to begin crying for the third time that day.

Beca quickly shook herself from her thoughts before looking over at the surprisingly shy redhead on the lounge; "I came over to see you and I know you said you didn't want to see me and its selfish that I didn't listen to what you wanted but I need you to listen to what I'm about to say. Can you do that?"

"Okay."

"Chloe, you know I'm not great with words so I'm going to need you to bear with me as I say this," she waited for the redhead to nod before she continued; "I can't go one more minute thinking that you may have doubts about my feelings for you. I love you so much that it consumes me; everything I do, I do it with thoughts of you in my mind." Beca paused what she was saying to try and gauge Chloe's reaction but her stoic expression left her with no choice but to continue.

"If I'm in class, I'll be thinking about what you're doing and if I'm out at lunch with someone, I'll be thinking about what I would talk to you about if you were there; hell, even when I'm with you, I'm thinking about you; I'm constantly doubting myself because I know for a fact that I'm not good enough for you and you deserve better but I can't bring myself to let you go."

She could feel the tears begin to fall down her face as she saw Chloe's face soften at her words but she wasn't done yet. "You know how terrified of the future I am and how I don't like significant change but Chlo, I find myself thinking about my future with you all the time and it doesn't scare me as much as it makes me feel content; I see myself walking past a jeweller and wondering what type of ring you would want when I proposed. And not 'if' Chloe, but 'when' because I can't see a future where I'm not with you." She watched her girlfriend's eyes glisten with tears of her own; finding herself getting lost in the beautiful blueness of her eyes.

Beca looked away as she spoke now, opting to stare at the wall behind Chloe as she spoke; "Last night, I only wanted to be with you; that girl knew I had you and how did she know that? Because when she decided to get me drunk, do you want to know who I wouldn't shut up about? I wouldn't stop talking about you to this girl as she tried to drag me onto the dance floor. Yes, she kissed me and I'm angry that I let it get that far but I pushed her away and ran here." Beca's voice began to break and looking back at Chloe, she spoke; "Chlo, I'm so sorry but I promise you, I'm not going to stop trying to make things better between us."

With tears falling down both of their faces, Beca didn't know what else to say so instead, she waited for Chloe to speak. Looking down at the floor as she prepared to speak, Beca's heart broke at the nervousness of her girlfriend; "Beca, I… I thought it was a sign that you didn't want to be with me anymore," she hiccupped slightly before taking a deep breath and continuing, "I've been in love with you since you auditioned for the Bella's but it only hit me at Nationals when you kissed Jesse because the jealousy was worse than anything I've ever felt."

Beca opened her mouth to response however Chloe raised her hand, silently asking to continue speaking to which the DJ could only nod. "You and Jesse only went out for a few months and even though it hurt, I was content just being your best friend but when you guys broke up and you and I got even closer, I thought that maybe there was something more between us but you never showed any interest until last year's hood night party when I woke up the next day with you in my bed."

Chloe smiled despite herself and the sight warmed Beca's heart but the smile slowly disappeared as the redhead struggled to find the words before continuing; "I've loved you this whole time and we've been together for a year but I can't stop myself from now thinking that our relationship began because of a drunken mistake."

"A mistake?" Beca choked out. "I don't think it was a mistake but I think that maybe you did, Beca and maybe you didn't feel the same at the time." The tears resurfaced as Chloe spoke and Beca couldn't stop herself from standing up and moving to sit next to the redhead, clasping their hands together before she spoke, "Chloe, I was sober enough to know what I was doing and I didn't wake up the next morning with any doubt in my mind. You think I've only loved you for a year? Chlo, I fell in love with you the moment you barged into my shower stall," she laughed at the memory; "When you said you were confident about 'all that', it hit me that I wanted 'all that' and I only kissed Jesse at Nationals thinking that it would help me move on because 'clearly', you didn't feel the same way."

"Then why did you wait so long; all this time, you let me doubt your feelings for me."

"Chlo, before that night, I didn't know that you felt the same and all that time before it, I didn't know how to deal with the fact that I was in love with you."

Chloe looked down at their hands intertwined before she spoke, "Then how do we get back to a point where neither of us doubt our relationship?"

"Chlo, you need to trust me and believe me when I say that I love you." Beca was becoming more and more nervous that Chloe was going to back down but she held on to the hope that she had.

"I don't know how to."

Beca couldn't think of what else to say so instead of speaking, she lifted her hands to cradle Chloe's face, wiping away the tears before leaning her forehead against hers. As Chloe's eyes fluttered shut, she softly spoke, "Then let me prove that you can trust me."

And then she closed the distance between their lips.

I hope you all liked it and let me know what you want to see happen in this story or leave a review for another story plot you might like me to do :)