A/N: I stayed up all night writing this. Enjoy
"I can feel you staring at me, you creep," Chloe teased, opening one eye to steal a glance at Beca. The younger girl blushed a little, caught off-guard by the sudden accusation.
"Shut up." A smirk formed on Beca's lips as Chloe began tracing patterns on the exposed skin of Beca's stomach.
"You love me," Chloe shot back, hand stilling for a moment as she felt Beca's muscles tense under her. After a few seconds had passed, Beca relaxed again, sighing deeply.
"I know. You're lucky you're cute, Beale."
Beca poked Chloe's side, eliciting a shriek from the redhead.
The two fell silent, Chloe still trailing her fingers over Beca's abdomen while Beca's fingers grazed across Chloe's arm. Their breathing evened out and became in-sync, and Chloe contently sighed.
"So… Becs."
"Hmm?"
"You're staying in Atlanta, right?" Chloe questioned, her tone suddenly growing serious. Beca glanced down at her stomach and was met with baby blue eyes staring back at her hopefully. She smiled before leaning down and placing a kiss on the older girl's forehead.
"Yes, Chlo- we've been over this," Beca responded, gently squeezing Chloe's arm in reassurance. The redhead hummed with approval.
"Do you have a place to live yet?"
The question was genuine and appropriate, and Beca realized that she was so caught up in her grand scheme to win Chloe over, she totally forgot about apartment hunting. Deep down, she kind of hoped an offer would just fall into her lap so she wouldn't have to worry about all of the minor details, but unfortunately she wasn't that lucky. A deeper part of her was still scared to grow up and become an actual adult who would have to pay real bills with real money and deal with real neighbors who could cause real problems. It was all just too real for her, and part of her wished to stay that young adult in college with zero responsibilities.
Beca sighed, throwing her head back on the pillow, nearly missing the headboard behind her.
"Shit."
Chloe giggled, knowing full-well how one-tracked Beca's mind could get.
"What, too busy trying to win over the girl?" Chloe squeezed Beca's side teasingly, causing the brunette to yelp.
"Something like that, yeah," Beca replied with a grin, tucking a strand of stray hair behind her ear.
Chloe hummed as thoughts ricocheted around in her head. Beca gave her a quizzical look, taking note of the thoughtful look splayed on her face.
"Why?" Beca questioned, her curiosity finally getting the best of her.
"Well, I was thinking…"
"Oh great," Beca teased, earning another playful jab at her side from the redhead. "Okay okay, you were thinking, and?"
"You could live with me," Chloe concluded, nodding her head slightly to confirm her decision.
"What?" Beca's brow furrowed as she felt her body heat up. "You're serious?"
Chloe only nodded, shifting her head to the side so she could capture Beca's gaze. "Why not? We've practically been living together for the past three years anyways."
Beca scoffed. "Yeah, but that was with other people, Chlo, not just the two of us. We've never shared a room or anything."
"We wouldn't have to; it's a two bedroom apartment," Chloe shot back, raising her eyebrows in a way to say check, Mitchell.
Beca felt her throat getting dry as she attempted to swallow, barely being able to get saliva past the lump that was forming. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on slowing down her breathing, seeing as her heart was practically pounding out of her chest.
"I don't know…"
"C'mon Becs, pleeeease?" And that was when Beca knew she was a goner. She didn't even have to look at the redhead to know the puppy-dog eyes and accompanying pout were in full-force; she could just feel it –feel her resolve slowly slipping away with each passing second- and she knew she would probably regret this later down the road, but she couldn't bring herself to care at the moment.
Beca opened one eye and glanced down to confirm her suspicions, and she couldn't help the smile form on her face as she was met with a Chloe Beale looking up at her, eyes pleading and hopeful.
Beca sighed. "Ugh, fine."
"Really? Eeeeeeeeee!" Chloe squealed, maneuvering her body so she could envelop Beca into a full-body hug. The result ended up being Chloe messily lying on top of the brunette while she gasped for air, pleading that Chloe 'get off her immediately before she crushed a lung.'
Chloe laughed, placing a kiss on Beca's cheek, before rolling off the bed and landing on the floor with a loud thud.
It was quiet for a moment before laughter erupted from Chloe's mouth, and Beca couldn't help but join in, because no matter how much Beca tried to deny it, Chloe's laugh was contagious.
"Dude, are you okay?"
Chloe just nodded, shooting her award-winning smile and throwing a thumbs-up towards Beca, before pushing herself up and retrieving her phone from the night stand. She plopped back down on the bed, throwing the front of her body across Beca's lower half, receiving a groan from the now-uncomfortable brunette. She noticed the message Beca sent in the group text, her brows knitting in confusion.
"Party at the Trebles' house tonight?" She tried to hide the hurt in her voice as her mind automatically assumed the worst –that Beca was talking to Jesse behind her back, that she was being too clingy and Beca was regretting her decision, that she somehow already screwed up this relationship- but she wasn't very successful if Beca's worried look had anything to say about it.
"Yeah, Jesse texted me this morning and invited all of us for some 'end of the year bash' or something. I figured we all wanted to go and end our college careers with a bang." Beca shrugged, noticing the slight falter in Chloe's smile. "But like, I don't know, I thought it was random considering I haven't talked to him since we… you know."
Chloe released the breath she didn't realize she was holding. She felt silly for feeling jealous over the fact that Jesse and Beca could have been talking; Beca wasn't her property or anything… just her girlfriend. And she felt guilty for even feeling slightly threatened, considering Beca dumped Jesse for her in the first place.
Her face softened as she looked at Beca, taking in just how beautiful she looked with the sun hitting her eyes at that exact moment, paired with her weirdly-attractive bed head and makeup-less features. She smiled, but it wasn't one of her normal smiles. It was the smile that shouted 'I feel so lucky in this moment to be in love with someone as amazing as you.' Beca picked up on the sudden change in attitude, but decided it was better if she just let it slide for now.
"Sounds aca-awesome! I can't wait!" Chloe replied, still caught up in the beauty that was Beca Mitchell. Her mouth was now slightly hanging open, and she had this glint in her eye that Beca hadn't seen before.
After a few moments of intense eye contact, Beca's eyebrows shot up. "What?"
"You're just so beautiful," Chloe responded easily, as if it was no big deal. And it wasn't to her. She's always told Beca how beautiful she thought she was, but it was the sincerity and genuine happiness laced in her voice this time that made Beca's heartrate increase once again.
Normally Beca would reply with a sarcastic or snarky comment, generally along the lines of how weird Chloe was acting, but she thought better of it now. She simply just smiled and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on Chloe's lips, lingering for a few seconds, before returning her head back to her pillow.
"I know you are."
And if Beca was somehow able to capture Chloe's face in that exact moment, she would've.
Music was blasting and glasses were clinking as all of the Bellas congregated in the kitchen, preparing for their last hurrah. Amy was in charge of pre-game drinks –a group consensus- because if this was going to be their last party, they were going to go out with a bang.
As Amy passed around cups of various liquors and chasers to anyone who was daring enough to take a sip, Chloe was at the island pouring shots into the customized shot glasses she got each member for Christmas. Each one had their initials written on them, along with the Bellas' logo, and even though Beca thought in the beginning that they were one of the tackiest things she's ever seen, she's never been happier to have them at her disposal right now.
"Alright ladies!" Chloe clapped, receiving the attention of everyone in the room. "For most of us, tonight is our official last night of living in this house. I'm going to miss all of you dearly," she grabbed Beca's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, "but in the famous words of Flo, let's live for tonight! I poured us all shots, so if you would please…" Her voice trailed off as she motioned to the ten shot glasses in front of her, each filled to the brim with vodka.
Each girl grabbed their designated shot glass that corresponded with their name, and on Chloe's go-ahead, they all downed them with ease. Beca hissed as the vodka traveled down her throat, burning slightly. Chloe shot her signature drunk-smirk her way, and Beca could already tell this night was going to be a mess.
After a few more shots and mixed-drink concoctions, Amy shouted last call and forced everyone to migrate over to the Trebles' house. Beca chugged the rest of her drink, cursing Amy for making it so strong, before glancing around the rest of the kitchen. Only she and Chloe remained in the house, and a sudden sadness swept over her.
"I'm gonna miss these nerds," Beca stated, more to herself than to anyone else, sighing as she ran a hand through her hair.
Chloe came up behind her, wrapping her hands around her waist as she placed a kiss on Beca's cheek. She nuzzled her face into the crook of the brunette's neck, the touch of her hot breath setting Beca's skin on fire.
"Me too."
Beca turned her head to glance at Chloe, shooting her a goofy smile, before grabbing her hand and intertwining their fingers together. "C'mon, we don't want to miss anything."
Chloe nodded in response, placing a quick kiss on Beca's lips, before she was pulled through the back door and towards the already-hectic house by her more-than-eager girlfriend. Girlfriend. She would never get tired of that word, she swore.
The Bellas were only at the party for a total of thirty minutes, and already half of them were significantly drunker than they were beforehand (Beca and Chloe included).
To her surprise, Beca wasn't immediately welcomed by Jesse and Benji –otherwise known as the welcome wagon- but wasn't that concerned about it, considering it was a little awkward to be at a party her ex-boyfriend was hosting anyways.
She and Chloe were now seated side-by-side on a random lawn chair on the patio, intently watching Stacie play strip-limbo with a bunch of underclassmen the two didn't recognize, while they casually chatted back and forth. Beca's arm was slung lazily around Chloe's waist, and Chloe's hand held a tight grip on Beca's upper thigh. The two were laughing at the look of astonishment on one of the kid's faces when Stacie took her shirt off, when they were interrupted by a clearing of a throat behind them. Confused, they both turned around to find Jesse standing there, one hand gripped on the chair for balance.
"Hey guys!" he greeted cheerily, shooting a smile to them both. "Enjoying the party?" He stumbled a little over his own feet as he released his grip from the chair in front of him, searching for another chair to sit in. A bit of his alcohol spilled out of his cup, splashing on top of Beca's head. Beca sighed loudly, irritation evident on her face. Chloe squeezed her thigh gently, shooting a smile towards Beca that seemed to calm her down within seconds.
Jesse returned to them with a pretty beat-up chair, positioning it next to Beca.
No one spoke for a moment, tension thick in the air.
Chloe broke the silence, standing up from her spot next to Beca and motioning to the bar. "I'm gonna go grab another drink. Want anything, Becs?"
Beca only nodded, shooting a thank-you smile towards Chloe, before watching the redhead fight her way through the crowd of people on the dance floor.
"So Becaw, what's going on?" Jesse questioned as he took another sip of his drink, shooting a knowing glance towards the brunette.
"Oh you know, same old," Beca replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Jesse nodded. "Right right, of course. How are things with Chloe?" Beca could tell by the look in his eyes that he was genuinely curious, and after everything she put him through, she thought she could at least be honest with him.
"They're great, actually." Beca shot a smile towards Jesse, and while she didn't want to rub her relationship in his face, she did want to keep him up-to-date with her life; they promised each other they would try to be friends, and she honestly wanted to try. "Uhhh yeah, I sang to her at an open mic night and confessed my feelings, and here we are."
Jesse nodded again, a small smile playing on his lips. "That's great, Bec. Are you happy?"
Beca froze for a moment, because yeah that question was random and caught her off-guard, but honestly she should have expected it coming from Jesse, what with him being super caring and whatnot.
"Yeah Jess, I am."
"That's awesome to hear. Otherwise I would have to kick some serious butt, you know." He nudged her shoulder playfully, and Beca laughed a little.
A comfortable silence fell over the two while they observed everyone around them. Chloe was still trying to get drinks from the bar and Stacie was still playing limbo, Emily and Benji were in a corner talking, and the rest of the Bellas were scattered around the dance floor enjoying each other's company.
Jesse took another sip from his cup, sighing in pleasure, before breaking the silence. "So did you figure out what you're doing after leaving?"
"Yeah, I'm staying in Atlanta at Residual Heat. They offered me a more permanent position, and I couldn't pass it up." Beca paused, contemplating if she should tell Jesse that she was also staying because of Chloe. He always encouraged her to do what was best for her and her career, and she knew he probably wouldn't approve of her decision, but she concluded he deserved to know. "Plus Chloe is staying here for her teaching job, so it all kind of worked out."
Jesse hummed, turning to look at Beca. Dark brown eyes met stormy blue, and for a moment it felt like they were back at the ICCA's their freshmen year, right after the Bellas won. It felt so familiar and safe, and Beca missed this feeling of Jesse being genuinely happy for her. She missed him and his goofy jokes. She just missed him being so present in her life. Not in a romantic way, but just in a friendship way. She not only lost her boyfriend that night, but she also lost one of her best friends. It hurt, but she knew it had to happen, if not for her benefit, then most definitely for his.
His voice suddenly brought her out of her thoughts and back to reality.
"I'm glad it did, Bec." He shot her his famous Swanson smile –named by Benji himself- before turning his attention back to the people in front of him.
"Thanks Jesse, that seriously means a lot."
Both of them noticed Chloe making her way back to them, two drinks in hand, as she took careful strides not to spill anything. Jesse stood up from his seat, causing Beca to do the same. The two stood there momentarily, staring at each other, before Jesse pulled Beca into a hug.
"Don't you forget about me, Becaw."
Beca squeezed tighter around his waist as she felt a stinging behind her eyes.
"I won't."
Jesse kissed the top of her head before releasing her, shooting one last smile at her before disappearing into the crowd, passing Chloe on his way. He gave the redhead a tight-lipped smile as he passed, looking over his shoulder one last time to see Chloe reach Beca, kissing her on the cheek. He smiled to himself as he turned back around, starting a search for Benji.
Chloe handed one of the drinks to Beca, keeping to herself that she watched the whole exchange with Jesse from the bar. She took a sip of her drink before placing a hand on Beca's thigh, squeezing reassuringly.
"I love you, Becs."
Beca smiled, turning to face Chloe. Her face was soft and lacking any sarcastic demeanor it normally possessed, and Chloe thought she almost looked like a different person. Almost.
"I love you too, Chlo." She took a sip of her drink, sighing as the cool liquid rushed down her throat.
Chloe stood up suddenly, reaching her hand out for Beca to take. Beca rolled her eyes, taking another gulp out of her cup, before grabbing Chloe's hand and standing up, a devious smirk replacing her smile.
"C'mon, let's go dance."
Beca nodded in agreement as she let Chloe lead her to the middle of the dance floor where they were surrounded by all of their friends. They all attempted a drunken group hug –which ended in Emily falling to the floor and Lilly whispering something about a 'newbie ritual'- before a "Titanium" remix came blasting through the speakers. Chloe's eyes lit up, and Beca knew it was all downhill from here.
As all of her friends jumped excitedly around her to the beat of the song, Beca locked eyes with Chloe, her heart swelling. God, she loved this girl with everything she had, and now she wasn't afraid to admit it.
As the party started to thin out and people began to disperse, only Beca, Chloe, and a few random Trebles were left. The music died down, and the only sounds that could be heard were distant laughs and inaudible conversations, along with the splashing of water from the pool.
Beca and Chloe were stationed on the edge in the shallow end, feet dipped in, as they glanced up at the night sky, taking in the stars. Chloe rested her head on Beca's shoulder as she sipped out of a water bottle, sighing contently as Beca pointed out the different constellations.
Silence fell between them when Chloe felt Beca shift beneath her. She raised her head and shot the brunette a confused look.
Beca pulled herself out of the pool, collecting her shoes in one hand while she held the other out for Chloe to grab (who was still staring at her with a muddled expression).
"Come on, I want to show you something."
Chloe took Beca's hand and pulled herself up, picking up her shoes as well, before following Beca's lead into the darkness. She wasn't quite sure where they were going once they passed the Bella household, but Beca squeezed Chloe's hand, and suddenly Chloe didn't care so much anymore, just as long as she was with Beca.
After a few more minutes of walking –and regretting that they both didn't put their shoes on before leaving the party- they arrived at the top of a hill that was accented with a single tree. The view was amazing, and even in the dark hours of the morning, lights were still displayed around Barden, painting a beautiful picture against the dark contrast of the sky.
Beca sat down and crossed her legs, patting to the spot next to her for Chloe to sit. The redhead followed, plopping down next to Beca. There was a beat of silence as Chloe took in the view in front of her, temporarily rendered speechless.
"Wow, this is beautiful, Becs." She leaned her head down and rested it back on Beca's shoulder, humming as the younger girl ran a hand through her hair.
"Stacie and I found this spot sophomore year. We've been coming here ever since to just unwind, decompress… to get away from life for a bit." Beca sighed as she stole a quick glance at Chloe, whose eyes glistened in the low lighting of the campus before them, before returning her gaze to the same sight.
Beca continued. "It's where we both realized a lot of things. About ourselves, about our futures." Beca paused, inhaling deeply. "It's where I realized I fell for you."
Chloe lifted her head, staring at Beca, who somehow managed to keep her eyes trained forward, despite the fact that she felt Chloe's gaze burning a hole through her skull.
"Beca…"
Chloe reached for Beca's hand, placing it in her lap, as she ran her thumb over the knuckles. Beca turned to face Chloe, her eyes slightly glossing over.
"I love you, Chlo. I'm in love with you. And you know I'm not good with feelings and words and expressing my emotions, but even if I were good at all of that, I would never be able to form a sentence that really accurately showed how I feel about you."
Beca offered a shy smile, and although she couldn't see Chloe's entire face due to the darkness surrounding them, she knew Chloe was staring back at her and grinning that mega-watt smile she adored so much.
Chloe returned her head to Beca's shoulder, sighing softly at the touch.
"I love you too." She kissed Beca's hand in her lap, holding it to her lips for a few extra seconds for emphasis, before returning to gently grazing her fingers over every contour of Beca's skin.
She's not sure when they fell asleep, but Beca's sure of one thing now: they were outside in the open, and Chloe was shivering into her side. Beca noted the temperature dropped significantly since the night before as she checked her phone for the time. 7:13 AM.
The sun was already in the air and the birds were chirping around them. Beca noticed the two missed texts and calls from Stacie, but chose to ignore them as she gently shook Chloe, offering a smile when the redhead opened her eyes slowly, rubbing at them with her hands.
"Mmmmm, what time is it?" Chloe questioned, opening her eyes fully and finally taking note of their surroundings. "Also, how did we end up sleeping out here?"
Beca shrugged. "I mean it was pretty late when we came up here, but I have no idea what time we fell asleep." She brushed a piece of hair out of Chloe's face, tucking it behind her ear. "We should probably get back before they send a search party out for us."
Chloe groaned, curling more into Beca's side. "Five more minutes, please."
Beca laughed, placing a kiss to Chloe's temple. "Fine, but no more or less."
"Deal."
Beca and Chloe slowly opened the front door of the house, hesitant of anyone –or anything- that could be potentially waiting for them. Gratefully, no one else was awake at the ungodly hour, and the two slipped into the home with ease. Beca closed the door quietly, checking her phone again for any texts. Nothing.
Chloe leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Beca's lips, smiling into the familiar warmth. She broke it after a few moments, sighing with pleasure, before heading towards the stairs.
"I'm gonna go shower and pack what's left of my things. I'll see you later?"
Beca nodded, watching as the redhead reluctantly trudged up the stairs, before heading to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. She tried to hide her hangover from Chloe –because she knew she would never hear the end of it- but now that she was alone, she acknowledged the pounding in her head that had been going on for the past half hour.
As she stepped into the kitchen, she was met with two green eyes staring back at her. Shit, Stacie.
"And where were YOU last night?" Stacie questioned, raising an eyebrow as she folded her arms across her chest.
"I took Chloe to the hill."
Stacie's face softened immediately, realizing just how important their getaway spot was. "You did?" she questioned, mouth open slightly.
Beca shook her head. "Mhm, after the party. We ended up falling asleep there, hence the reason I didn't answer your texts."
Stacie huffed, uncrossing her arms and sliding her glass of water across the island to Beca (who accepted it readily). "I was worried, you know. Two times in a week I thought you were dead, Mitchell."
Beca shot a tight-lipped smile towards Stacie, eyebrows arched. "Well, mom, I am indeed okay." She took a sip of the water, grateful for the cold substance that would hydrate her and help her back into being a somewhat regular human being.
It was silent for a moment as thoughts bounced in and out of Stacie's head.
"So you really took her to the hill, huh?"
"Yup," Beca answered, popping the 'p.'
"Good."
Beca furrowed her brow, but before she could get a word out, Stacie was already out of the kitchen and up the stairs, her bedroom door shutting behind her a few seconds later. Beca smiled to herself as she gulped down the rest of her water, refilling the glass before heading to her room to finish the packing she procrastinated the past few days.
It was Saturday, which meant everyone was moving out today (except for Emily). The atmosphere in the house was nothing how it usually was –electric, buzzing, crazy- but instead was replaced with a more gloomy feeling, realizations hitting everyone that their time at Barden was over and everyone was about to get a whole lot more like real adults.
Throughout the day, moving vehicles came and went, and tears were shed. Beca didn't realize how hard it was going to be to just say goodbye to the girls who had such an impact on her life in the past four years.
After some time, only Beca, Chloe, Emily, and Stacie remained.
Beca's pretty sure she's never cried as much as she had this day, and honestly, she doesn't even care anymore. Sure her makeup was smudged and her badass reputation was put into jeopardy, but she doesn't know when she'll see these girls again, and that thought alone is enough to make her break down all over again.
She cried saying goodbye to every single person –even Lilly, despite the creepy chanting she did when hugging Beca back- and she finally figured out who was Jessica and who was Ashley. She felt her sanity being questioned throughout the countless number of tears that were shed, but if being insane meant missing her best friends, then she would gladly claim it.
If it wasn't for Chloe constantly comforting her after every departure, she's not sure she would have made it through the day in once piece. But of course, Chloe was able to put her back together again when she fell apart with no effort, and it still amazed Beca how everything just flowed naturally between them.
Stacie was the last to move out, and honestly, it was the hardest for Beca. After snarky comments and sarcastic jabs were exchanged between the two, Beca collapsed into the taller brunette's arms, wishing her the best with everything and making her promise they would keep in touch.
"Don't worry Bec, I'll visit you and Chloe all the time. You'll end up getting sick of me."
Beca glanced up for a second, her watery eyes meeting Stacie's, before both girls fell into each other's embrace again, not wanting to let go. Emily watched from a distance with Chloe, giving the girls the space they desperately needed.
"Thanks for always being there for me, Stace," Beca croaked out, nearly choking on her own words.
"Anytime, kiddo."
The two released their death grips on each other, and after Stacie had bid farewell to Chloe and Emily, she hopped into the vehicle, started up her engine, and pulled away from the house.
Beca stood in the front yard waving, tears rushing down her cheeks, and Chloe swears it looked like a scene out of one of her favorite movies.
With a sigh, Beca headed inside and grabbed her keys from the now-empty shelf, trailing around the back of the house to retrieve their uHaul (which Fat Amy joked about earlier, stating the typical time lesbians move in together while dating was seven months, not seventy-two hours). Once she pulled it up in front of the house, she stepped out and took a deep breath, glancing at the home in front of her.
The house where countless memories were created, where friendships were born, where multitudes of laughs echoed throughout the halls. She was going to miss it all, she really was. Hell, she already missed her friends and it's only been a few hours since the first of them left.
Beca inhaled deeply again before heading into the house, kissing Chloe briefly at the entrance. As they were loading boxes into the back of the truck, Beca kept stealing kisses from Chloe. Emily smiled at how cute they were being, but Chloe knew Beca was nervous and trying to cope with her emotions before they flooded her system, shutting down her entire being.
Chloe knew she was like an anchor for Beca, keeping her grounded so she wouldn't go off on her own, which is why she knew Beca needed to do little things like give her small kisses in order to keep her mind off of the inevitable truth; the fact that they were leaving Barden.
Once they were finally packed, the three stood on the front steps of the house, glancing at each other. Beca tossed the keys to Emily -who somehow caught them despite her clumsiness- before lunging into a hug on the younger girl.
"Take care of this place for me, will you?"
Emily nodded her head eagerly, giving a reassuring smile to Beca and Chloe.
"Don't worry guys, I've got it covered." A pause. "Thanks for everything."
Chloe's not sure who started crying first, but before she knew it, she was cradling both Beca and Emily in her arms, tears streaming down their faces. With her own tears added into the mix, it was proving more and more difficult to actually see.
With blurred vision, she untangled everyone's limbs from each other, grateful that the task was easier than she thought it would be. She gave Emily one last hug –Beca following her example- before grabbing Beca's hand and walking towards the uHaul.
Emily stood on the front steps still, tears streaming down her face, as she excitedly waved goodbye, house key swinging from her fingertips.
Chloe opened the door for Beca, who hoisted herself up into her seat, cursing the makers of the truck for thinking everyone was six feet tall. Chloe laughed and slammed the door shut, circling the vehicle and getting in her side (with far less complications than Beca had).
The two glanced at each other as Chloe turned the key and started the truck, the engine revving to life.
Immediately she reached for the radio controls, plugging in her phone and putting on Taylor Swift's newest album.
Beca rolled her eyes, and although she secretly enjoyed the music, she would never admit that to Chloe. Little did she know, she would never have to, because Chloe just knew. Chloe always knew, because Chloe just got her.
Beca grabbed Chloe's hand, kissing it gently, before staring out her window back at their house and at Emily who was still waving like an idiot. They waved one more time before looking back at each other, eyes filled with tears but also with a sense of love and compassion and excitement to start this new chapter of their lives together.
Beca smiled at Chloe, because whether this girl knew it or not, she was Beca's world. Honestly, she always had been since she started at Barden; she was just too dense to realize. But now, sitting here, across from Chloe, Beca knew. She knew that this was what she wanted, and she just hoped Chloe wanted the same.
As it turns out, Chloe did.
And honestly, there should have never been a doubt in Beca's mind to begin with, because Chloe loved her and continued to love her through heartaches and hardships, and Chloe would continue to love Beca, even if the brunette tried to push her away at times.
Beca knew it would be hard, but she also knew it would be worth it. And god, to see Chloe's face every morning, that was enough of a reward.
As Chloe's hand lingered on the shift stick, she smiled at Beca, the corners of her mouth turning up so much that her eyes crinkled at the corners. She took in a deep breath, exhaling loudly, as she watched Beca do the same.
She shifted the truck into drive as "You Are in Love" played in the background.
"Ready?"
"Ready."
A/N: And just like that, the story is over. Thank you SO much to everyone who was left reviews/kudos/done anything at all to support this fic. This was my first attempt at a multi-chapter fic, and I can honestly say I'm really happy with the way it turned out. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! If you want to contact me for prompts or anything, feel free to message me on here! Once again, thank you guys for everything; it was an amazing ride.