What's up lovely people? Thank you for clicking/tapping on this story! It's a slow burn Bechloe, lots of angst, maybe some tears. The next chapter release is dependant on the outcome of this first chapter. Pointers or suggestions would be awesome; I'm totally open to any and all criticism!

The story is set around PP1, and will follow some of the plot. So without further ado!

"Okay ladies, that's it for today." Aubrey announced.

There was a collective sigh from all of the Bella's. They had already done 2 hours of rehearsing, much to Beca's dismay. All she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and sleep. Or mix. Whichever came first. It had already been a few weeks since a certain bubbly redhead had burst into her shower, singing her self-proclaimed lady jam with her. Besides being awkward at first, she had come to like the girl.

As Beca was grabbing her bag, an excited shout resonated through the gym.

"Wait up missy!" Chloe bounded over to her, red hair framing her megawatt smile. Beca couldn't help but smirk.

"So couldn't help but notice that we both don't have classes for at least another 3 hours, and time is precious. Do you wanna grab lunch?" the redhead asked as she looped her arm through the brunette's, a glint in her eye. At first Beca bristled at the contact, but there was something comforting about Chloe that simply couldn't be explained. But she wasn't about to tell her that.

"Are you stalking me Beale? You seem to know my schedule better than Me." she replied sarcastically. It didn't faze Chloe though.

"I make a habit of knowing the ins and outs of," she leaned in close, hot breath ghosting Beca's ear, "beautiful women."

The small girl jumped back as if she had been scalded, blushing furiously. Her mind was spinning, trying to think of a good comeback when Chloe just laughed and grabbed her again.

"Relax Becs. I don't know everything about you yet." Chloe winked and just tugged the tiny DJ along. Little did she know that Beca's brain was trying to come up with any plausible reason why she was reacting the way she was. Her normal calm collectiveness, coupled with her badass persona flew out the window whenever she was with Chloe. Maybe it was the fact that nobody the brunette had ever known wanted to be within a 10 feet vicinity of her, let alone cuddle her and hold her hand at every given opportunity. It was all very new, but maybe she minded less than she was letting on.

There was a light skip to her step as they made their way over the quad.

Everything seemed lighter. The sun was shining as the two girls walked out of the diner, full to the brim on cheap, greasy food. There was a light breeze as fall was descending on Barden University, but it went unnoticed. It almost seemed like a perfect day, as Beca unlocked her dorm and entered, followed closely behind by the embodiment of sunshine herself. As usual, Kimmy Jin was nowhere to be found, which was always a relief. Beca found herself with Chloe in her dorm more often than not these days. She always whined when Chloe demanded a movie night, but secretly she enjoyed the redhead's movie nights. They were always fun and calm in equal measures.

Chloe was talking animatedly about how Lily reminded her of a spider you go to catch but as soon as your back is turned it disappears, when she notices Beca wince and double over slightly in pain. It was not news to the senior that Beca kept her emotions under wraps, so this was surprising.

"Becs? You okay?" the redhead stepped forward, eyeing the younger girls face. It was contorted in a slight grimace, and Chloe could tell she was trying to hide it. Her small hand was gripping her right hip, trying to act nonchalant in the gesture.

"Yeah no I'm fine. I think I just overdid it in rehearsals." Her trademark smirk appeared on the small girls' face, making Chloe internally swoon. "I think blondezilla has a personal vendetta against me."

"Hey! I know she's very 'this must be perfect', but that's my best friend you're talking about!" Chloe pouted, making sure Beca knew she was joking. The brunette just rolled her eyes and walked over to the bed. Well, more like hobbled. Chloe could see she was in pain, which bothered her.

"For serious though, are you sure you're okay? It's no good doing all this exercise and choreography if you've injured yourself. It'll just make it worse." Chloe looked into the DJ's eyes, hoping to see even the smallest giveaway that what she was feeling was bothering her too. Instead, her dark blue pools showed her normal guarded expression. The colour was so unique. On first glance anyone would have thought that Beca's eyes were black, but if you looked for long enough, you would see that they were a deep blue, like the ocean at dusk. They were entrancing and beautiful and-

"Chlo?" Beca had an expectant expression on her face, bordering on amused. The redhead realised she had been staring. She shook her head slightly and smiled. Beca chuckled lightly.

"Did you hear what I said?" Chloe shook her head.

"I said I have an achy hip, but nothing a bit of sleep won't solve."

"well I demand a movie-cuddleathon before that Mitchell!" before Beca could protest, the redhead was already making herself comfortable on the bed, pulling Beca's laptop up to rest on her thighs. She was already logged in on Netflix, having made Beca download the app for this reason alone. Seeing that the brunette was still awkwardly perched on the end of the bed, Chloe patted the space next to her. After a second's hesitation, Beca obliged. Once she had manoeuvred herself to sit next to Chloe, Beca knew what was coming next. It was almost scripted; the movements and the noises of relaxation the same every time. Chloe's arm snaked across the freshman's shoulders, while Beca placed her hand over the redhead's waist. Even down to the way Beca's head fit under Chloe's chin – nuzzled into her shoulder – seemed perfect. And Beca knew that this was out of character for her. Hell, if the rest of the Bella's found out she could kiss her reputation goodbye. But it was just them, and she knew that moments like this were only for them. Which is why she felt safe enough to talk to Chloe.

"I can hear your brain working Mitchell. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" the brunette felt a soft nudge to her arm. At first Chloe didn't think she was going to reply, but then a soft voice mumbled, "This isn't the first time."

Confused by this, the redhead just hummed, urging her to continue.

"I mean that this isn't the first time my hip has been bothering me. It's actually been a couple of months now." Chloe was thinking this over when something dawned on her.

"Beca, you've only been a part of the Bella's for a few weeks."

"I know." The quiet voice responded. The older girl could feel her tensing up in her arms, and she knew that this was something she'd not wanted to admit.

"Have you gone to the doctors about it?"

"I was going to go tomorrow. I just for peace of mind I guess. I'm sure it's nothing." Beca reassured her. When Chloe didn't respond, Beca started to get nervous. She looked up to see Chloe lost in thought. Beca prodded her side lightly, trying to get her attention. Chloe shook her head and smiled.

"Yeah totes!" she replied, maybe a little too enthusiastically.

They continued to watch the all-but-forgotten movie, minds elsewhere. Chloe could feel the brunette sinking into her arms. Knowing she was falling asleep, she pulled her in tighter.

"Chlo?" the DJ asked, voice laced with sleep.

"Yeah?"

"Will you come with me? Tomorrow I mean. You know uhh... for company and stuff. It's totally okay if you don't want to, I just thought-" Chloe cut her off with a kiss to her forehead. She could feel Beca physically melt into her.

"of course I will. Anything for you."

Sleep overtook them both soon after. The little bubble in which they had created forming a safety barrier from the worries of what tomorrow would bring.

A/N – Please review? It would mean a lot to me thank you for reading awesome nerds!