Okay no. Beca isn't in love with her best friend. Just...no. She couldn't be in love. I mean, yes it's 2013 but Beca isn't gay or anything and the fact that Chloe is her best friend just makes it all worse. Goddamn Chloe. Fuck her and her flirty, touchy feely ways, fuck her fiery red hair and it's gentle waves and curls, fuck her gorgeous, captivating blue eyes that look like the sun reflecting off the sea and fuck her goddamn toned body, muscular biceps and back when she moves her shoulders. Fuck all that perfection, Oh god did Beca want to fuck it...Whoa okay what? No. Beca's not gay. Beca pulled her headphones off, muffling the song that got her thinking of Chloe in the first place. She ran her hands through her hair as the door to the Bella's house and put her laptop down, turning from her spot on the couch to see Chloe's bright smile. Beca sucked in a deep breath as the redhead pulled her into a tight embrace. She always smelt like strawberry and cinnamon and Beca always took every opportunity to be this close to Chloe, no one else, just Chloe, but it's not like Beca's in love with her.

"What are you still doing up? It's late." Chloe's voice was soft and sweet. It's true, it was late but Beca couldn't sleep knowing Chloe wasn't in the house but it's not like Beca needed her.

"I was just working on a mix. Lost track of time." Beca shrugged as Chloe walked over to the DJ's laptop and looked at the song playing. No one is allowed to touch Beca's laptop except Chloe, but it's not like Chloe was special.

"Girl crush?" Chloe noticed. "And the file name is mine." She noted and Beca held her breath and bit her lip. Chloe sighed and sat on the couch, motioning for Beca to join her. "Becs, I think we need to talk."

Beca couldn't ignore the way her heart was racing as she sat down next to Chloe, she couldn't ignore the way her hands were shaking as Chloe laid her hand on Beca's thigh but you know, Beca isn't nervous because it's just Chloe. It's just her best friend.

"Is there something you want to tell me Becs?" Chloe questioned in that angelic voice of hers, the voice that haunts Beca's dreams with promises of love and the touch that Beca dreams of in different ways but they're just dreams, Beca's not in love with Chloe.

"No. They're set list ideas." Beca shrugged because it was true but every song in every set list reminded Beca of Chloe.

"Because well if you did have something you wanted to tell me then it would be okay because it would be mutual." Chloe bit her lip and looked at Beca with those eyes, God those blue eyes and Beca knew Chloe was fluid with her sexuality but Beca wasn't gay or anything but as Chloe leaned towards her Beca's heart stopped and it didn't start again until their lips connected.

"I'm not gay." Beca muttered as they pulled apart and Chloe's eyes dropped a disappointed look crossing her features.

"Jesus Christ Beca! Wake up!" Chloe rolled her eyes and pulled Beca back in for a heated passionate kiss, it wasn't until Chloe's tongue ran along Beca's bottom lip that it dawned on her. Beca Mitchell was in love. She was in love with Chloe, she needed Chloe, Chloe was special to her and God she was in love with her best friend.