Hi, this is my first ever fic...constructive critisism would be great. I am hoping to continue with a set of Bechloe oneshots from different stages of their lives (there will definitely be weddig and babies and potentially eventually a little smut ;))...if people think im good enough to continue that is.

I own nothing.

p.s. Listen to the song, it is beautiful. 'Maisie Peters - feels like this'. Honestly the only reason this all came into my head.

Beca Mitchell was head over heals for Chloe Beale. The redhead, with the beaming smile and ocean blue eyes. It had taken her years to figure out her true feelings for her best friend, or perhaps just accept them.

Her thoughts (and there were a lot of them) throughout the years had always been pushed away through fear of herself having read too much into things. Chloe was sunshine and candy floss and unapologetically joyful. She had no sense of personal space, but she was the best friend Beca could have asked for. She was patient and kind and always listened. Brick by brick, she had broken down every single wall that Beca had built up around herself.

Eight months after graduation, seven months 3 days after Beca had moved away to LA to pursue a career as a music producer, she had Chloe by her side, now more than just best friends and she could not be happier.

In the weeks leading up to Chloe's visit, the two women had messaged daily, both excited to see each other. They had pre-planned all the things that they would be doing, which places Beca wanted to take Chloe, the restaurants they would eat in, the beaches they would visit.

They had had weekly Skype calls but nothing was ever as good as being in each other's company and truth be told, Beca secretly missed the physical contact that Chloe forced upon her.

A few days before Chloe's impending visit, Beca had informed her, that although she had 2 weeks off work, there would be an event she had no choice but to attend, and almost begged her to be her plus one. Chloe didn't need any persuasion though, she didn't need an excuse to get dressed up and spend time with her best friend.

The first week after the redhead arrived was spent going to all the places on the previously discussed agenda. Chloe was almost shocked at the confidence the brunette exuded when out and about in LA. They had a chance to visit the offices that Beca worked in, meeting a few work colleagues, and getting a tour inside the studio. The smile that graced Beca's face when she was explaining all the different buttons and switches blew Chloe away.

Saturday soon rolled around, knowing they'd be out most of the night at Beca's work event, the girls had decided to stay home and chill, eating left over Chinese for lunch and curled up together on the sofa watching 'Friends' re-runs.

After both had showered during the late afternoon, they worked around each other in the small apartment to get ready. Chloe had done Beca's hair for her, lightly curled with one side put up into a French braid, before doing her own into a pretty up-do. They separated to do their makeup and get dressed. Beca had taken to the bathroom and left Chloe in the bedroom with the full length mirror.

Beca had been to these types of events multiple times over the last 8 months. So she knew she had to dress up. Her usual skinny jeans and plain shirt were just not acceptable. She wasn't totally comfortable wearing a dress, but she had been drawn to it when she saw it in a shop window. She had left her makeup light, just a layer of mascara and sparse eye liner.

It hadn't taken her long to get ready, so upon waiting for Chloe she wandered around the flat. She had tidied some things in the living room before stepping up the her piano in front of the large window. She absentmindedly pressed some keys and started playing a song she had learned years ago. She was lost in her own little world and she didn't know for how long.

She finished playing, closed the piano lid and stood up. Turning on her heel, she almost jumped out of her skin when she suddenly noticed Chloe leaning against the door frame. "Shit Chlo, you nearly gave me a heart attack."

Chloe stood slack jawed as she looked Beca up and down. "Wow, Bec...you look incredible". She had seen Beca in dresses before, but they were usually just skater dresses, never anything quite so figure hugging. The tight black knee length and low cut dress, with leatherette shoulder straps clung to all the right places. Paired with a pair of straps black heals, Beca looked simply amazing.

Beca felt the flush raise from her neck to her cheek at the compliment, but she was in just as much awe staring back at the redhead. "Wow yourself Chlo" she said motioning at the dress Chloe was wearing. The white calf length dress, that covered a lot more skin than her own but it still showed off Chloe's figure and the diamond shape cut out centred above her boobs showed just a small amount of cleavage. Paired with sparkly silver heels, Beca couldn't help the grin that made it's way to her face causing the redhead to let out a shallow chuckle.

7pm soon came around and they left the house to make their way to the bar. When they arrived they were greeted at the door with a glass of champagne and motioned inside. Beca made the rounds of pleasantries with other producers, her bosses, and a handful of up and coming artists that she would potentially be working with.

Chloe hadn't taken her eyes off of the brunette the entire night. Whether she was just off getting them another drink or whilst she was talking to anybody else. She knew that Beca was amazing at what she did, she had always known it, but seeing just how popular she was within the business universe, her heart was bursting with pride.

Drinks had flowed all night, probably too many, but they were having a good time. They danced the night away together, almost feeling like they were the only two in the room, the music was loud and the beat was intoxicating. The more they drank, the closer they danced together. They held onto each tightly, Chloe would occasionally grind up against Beca, it had caused her to blush hard, but she wasn't complaining. With both girls extremely intoxicated, they had decided to call it a night around 1am.

Chloe reached for Beca and took her hand into her own, lacing their fingers. Pulling her outside they signalled for a cab. The cab ride home was filled with more laughter, fingers still laced. At one point, Beca had made a joke about the redhead and in retaliation, Chloe had tugged on Beca's hand causing her to fall forward, face stopping extremely close to her own. Their laughter eased promptly as both looked into each other's blue eyes.

"I'm so glad you're here Chlo" Beca spoke barely above a whisper, still staring at Chloe. The heat of her breath mixed with the scent of alcohol sent a shiver up Chloe's spine. It didn't go unnoticed by Beca that Chloe kept making little glances down to her lips causing Beca to take her bottom lip between her teeth momentarily before continuing. "I don't want you to leave next week".

Chloe was silent, a million thoughts running through her mind. Hey eyes darting between Beca's in an attempt to read more behind them. Taking an audible gulp, she suddenly dove forward, capturing Beca in a searing kiss. When Beca didn't reciprocate her actions, Chloe pulled back with a feeling a sheer panic. 'Shit, this isn't what she wanted. Shit shit shit shit shit'...but before Chloe could finish her train of thought, Beca's lips were crashing into her own again.

Beca could feel Chloe's smile against lips as the kiss intensified. Before she knew it, she was straddling Chloe in the back of the cab, deepening the kiss further causing a low moan from the redhead. "Chloe?" Beca's voice was low, almost questioning, as she pulled away to gather oxygen. She removed herself from her friends lap to sit back down in the seat, pulling her dress back down as it had ridden up her thighs.

After the immediate shock had dissipated, Chloe turned to look at Beca with a wide close lipped smile gracing her flushed face. She cupped Beca's cheek, turning her face to look at her. She leant forward, pushed a piece of chocolate brown hair from the brunettes clammy face and whispered into her ear. "You've no idea how long I've been waiting for that to happen".

The rest of the cab journey was silent. They'd sat hand in hand, Chloe rubbing circles on the back of Beca's hand. There were several stolen glances at each other and smiles graced both of their still flushed faces. When the cab pulled up outside the block of apartments where Beca lives, she paid the driver and turned to walk towards the entrance. Chloe had been waiting at the door for her and as she closed the gap, the redhead held out her hand for Beca to take, and pulled her in the door and up the stairs as quickly as their drunken bodies would take them.

Beca fumbled with the key before finally getting inside the flat and slamming the door behind them. With their hands still entwined, Chloe lurched forward in pursue of another heated kiss. The kiss was rushed and desperate from them both before Chloe slowly pushed Beca backwards and against the close door. Beca's hands moved to grip the redheads hips in a bid to pull her flush against her body. After a short while, Beca pushed Chloe away lightly, disappointment rushing through the redhead at the sudden lack of contact. "We should talk about this first" Beca blurted out, still breathing heavily from lack of oxygen during the kiss.

Chloe could sense the panic washing over Beca. She stepped forward, looking deep into the brunettes eyes, a gentle hand ghosting up and down her arms attempting to calm her. "Ok, let's go talk".

They made their way into the lounge and sat silently for a few seconds before Beca finally spoke up. "What was that?" She spoke quietly, fiddling with the ring on her left thumb, not wanting to make eye contact with Chloe.

"What do you mean?...I'm pretty sure that we kissed." The redheads lips curling slightly at the corners as she replied.

Beca let out a low sigh. "Right, but like, what does it mean? Because I don't want it to just be some stupid drunken hook up that you'll regret in the morning". Finally building the courage to look up at Chloe, she noticed the redhead smiling at her before she let out a laugh. "It's not funny. I love you Chlo and I'm not willing to lose my best friend over it". Her head dropped again and her eyes were back concentrating on her own hands.

Chloe scooted close to Beca and placed her hand on the brunettes leg. "Beca, look at me." When she didn't, Chloe lowered herself onto her knees in front of Beca. Looking up into her eyes, she could see tears threatening to spill. She took Beca's hands in her own and smiled at her trying to help ease the obvious anxiety. "Beca, I told you in the cab, I've wanted that to happen for such a long time. I just didn't know you felt like that." She spoke softly, giving the brunettes hands a gentle squeeze.

Beca lifted her head nervously. Desperate to look into Chloe's eyes in the hope that there was truth behind them. She shakily breathed out before closing her eyes tightly and finally speaking. "I think I've been in love with you for years." She spoke quietly, barely above a whisper, but Chloe heard her clearly. The small smile and the tears streaming from her beautiful blue eyes were proof of that. There was also a sense of pride because she knew how hard it must have been for Beca to speak about this. The girl who refused to talk about her own feelings, her own thoughts, had had the courage to speak out and even if it was just the effects of the alcohol that helped her, she didn't care, her heart was exploding with love and pride for the brunette sat in front of her. Without saying a word, she simply placed a loving kiss to Beca's lips and leant their heads together. "But Chlo, you leave in a week. Should we really start something that can't be continued?"

Chloe's brow furrowed and a slight look of hurt washed over her features, enough so that it hadn't gone unnoticed by Beca. Giving Beca's hands another reassuring squeeze, Chloe pulled away from Beca ever so slightly. "You think for one second I'm letting this go? Letting you go? You couldn't be more wrong. Yes, I have to go back home Beca, but we will work this out. I'll transfer as soon as I possibly can or I'll find a new job. We spent 8 months apart, I'm positive we can cope with a couple more. We will work this out". Letting out a little giggle she continued, "I've been in love with you since I barged into your shower and saw you naked". She joked with a cheeky wink.

For the first time since they sat on the sofa, Beca felt her own lips curl into a soft smile. She pulled her hands away from Chloe's, moving them up and wrapping them around the back of the redheads neck and pulled her in to searing kiss. "I love you Chlo".

A couple of day later, laying next to Beca in bed, Chloe shifted onto her side with her head rested on her arm, looking at her beautiful girlfriend. "Babe, can we listen to some of your mixes?" Chloe whispered whilst running her fingers through the chocolate brown locks flowing around Beca's shoulders.

"I've not done any for while" Beca replied. Feeling a rush of nervous confidence, she continued, "but, umm, I, I've kinda been working on, umm, on something else the last couple of days." She glanced over at Chloe. "Wanna hear it?" She asked nervously.

A big grin appeared on Chloe's face, putting Beca mildly more at ease. The redhead leant over and placed a light kiss to Beca's lips. "Of course I do".

Beca got up out of bed, making her way over to the piano. She pulled out the stool and sat down. Scooting over to one side, she motioned for Chloe to join her, tapping her seat so that she would sit next to her.

Beca took a deep breath, opened the piano lid and ghosted her fingers over the keys. She looked into Chloe's ocean blue eyes and reflected the smile that graced the redheads lips. Beca looked back down to the ivory and black keys for a couple of seconds before she closed her eyes and started playing and singing.

Who cares 'bout star signs?

I'm hardwired to be with you

You're like a sunrise and I'm scared

That I'll never get enough of you

Nobody called it a star fall,

Come out the blue

I'm all butterflies

I'm sky-high for you

When it feels like this

Like a light came on

And you look at me

Like I'm all you want

I got everything

At my fingertips

How can I resist

When it feels like this?

Uncover secrets

Treasure hunting days away

Stumbling on diamonds

I'm speechless and blown away

The little things

I'm shivering

The way you hold my hand

I'm all butterflies

I'm sky-high for you

When it feels like this

Like a light came on

And you look at me

Like I'm all you want

I got everything

At my fingertips

How can I resist

When it feels like this?

Like you were always meant to be

Right here next to me

In your faded denim jeans

Like we were always meant to be

To think I never knew it

Till now

When it feels like this

Like a light came on

When you look at me

Like I'm all you want

I got everything

At my fingertips

How can I resist?

When it feels like this

Like a light came on

When you look at me

Say I'm all you want

I got everything

At my fingertips

How can I resist

When it feels like this?

As her fingers lingered over the last key, she finally opened her eyes and looked back up to Chloe. Her eyes were puffy and red and there were clear tear track marks down her face. The room fell silent for what felt like an eternity as they stared into each other eyes. Suddenly the brunette felt a hand placed on her cheek and a searing kiss pressed into her lips. "I'm so in love with you Beca Mitchell".