A/N Happy New Year's Eve, everyone! So, it looks like this is becoming a sort of one shot playlist for me. So, if you have prompts, I'll attempt them. If not, I'll just keep doing what I'm doing.This one comes heavily from the lyrics of Shut Up and Dance by Walk the Moon, so if you haven't heard it, you definitely should give it a go. It's definitely a "feel good" song. Again, all mistakes are mine. Away we go!
New Year's Eve
Chloe -
"Aubrey, I need your help!"
The blonde rolled her eyes and entered her best friend's room. She was greeted with the sight of Chloe pacing back and forth in front of her closet in matching black lace bra and underwear. When she noticed the blonde she stopped pacing and looked at her with a pleading look. "What is it that you need help with?"
"Seriously? I'm not pacing in front of my closet half naked for no reason," the redhead said dryly.
"It's not exactly like it's out of character, Chlo," Aubrey joked, earning her an eye roll from her best friend. "Careful, Beca is rubbing off on you," she said with a grin. The redhead glared at her, choosing not to argue a point that is fairly true.
"I need you to help me find something perfect to wear. I need to look flawless tonight," she said with a determined nod. She saw the blonde shook her a smirk and huffed.
"Chlo, you know she'll think you look perfect in anything, right? She looks at you like you're the only one who exists," she tried to reassure her friend. "It's been four years! When are you finally going to grow some lady-balls and tell her?" The question made Chloe blush, and Aubrey caught it immediately. "Oh my god, you're totally doing it tonight, aren't you?! I win!" She said as she did a small jig.
The redhead looked at her with confusion. She wasn't sure what she was more concerning: Aubrey dancing, or her comment about winning. "Bree, what are you talking about?" She saw her friend stop what she was doing and look at her with a sheepish smile, saying nothing. "Aubrey," she warned. "What are you talking about? What do you 'win'"?
The blonde caught the tone and knew she couldn't lie. "Well," she started, "The Bellas all kind of have a bet going on?" It sounded more like a question than a statement. She saw Chloe's eyes widen and jaw drop, and rushed to finish her explanation. "About when you and Beca would finally admit that you love each other. So far, Jessica, Ashley, and Cynthia's bets have already passed," explaining to the dumbstruck redhead. "Stacie and I had bet tonight, Amy has Valentine's, and Denise has St. Patrick's Day. You two are like, destiny."
Chloe wasn't sure whether or not she should be offended. Her focus was then caught on the fact that all of these people believed that Beca loved her back. That made tonight seem a little less daunting. She sighed at her best friend and shook her head. "Bree, just help me get ready. Please."
Beca -
"Stace! For the love of the universe, I need your fashionista ass to help me out!" Beca yelled to her best friend who had been busy on her phone for the last fifteen minutes. The taller woman looked up finally.
"Bec, why are you stressing? She thinks you're hot in everything. You should see the way she undresses you with her eyes," smirking at the blush that covered the shorter brunette's face. "Wait, are you finally going to sack up and tell Chloe how nauseatingly in love with her you are?" Her eyes lit up when she saw Beca blanch. "Oh shit! You are! Fuck yes! Gimme my prize, bitches!"
Beca looked at her best friend curiously. "What are you talking about?" She asked slowly. Stacie seemed to catch up with what her mouth just said and her eyes widened as she tried to think of a lie. One look at the grumpy DJ told her that she won't be taking any bullshit answer tonight.
"Okay, so maybe the Bellas have a bet going on about when you and Chloe were going to finally pull your heads out of your asses and confess your love for each other. Aubrey and I said tonight. You guys are totally bound to get together," she answered, looking slightly afraid of how Beca may react. Sure, Beca may be tiny, but even Stacie wouldn't want to get on her best friend's bad side. When she got no reply, she added, "It's destiny or some shit."
Beca just closed her eyes and blew out a long breath. "Stacie, please just help me get ready. Please."
Club 22
The club was packed when they got there. Beca and Chloe hadn't been able to keep their eyes off of each other since they had arrived. Their respective best friends had DEFINITELY done their jobs, making them both look absolutely stunning. Chloe had on a black, sleeveless dress that stopped mid-thigh and hugged her in all the right places, ending with black stilettos. Her hair was up and curled, with loose strands framing her face. Beca was almost the opposite. She had a white strapless dress that fit her like a second skin with her hair down and straight and the highest pair of heels Chloe had ever seen her wear. She could describe them in no other way but as "fuck me" heels. Both felt their mouths go dry at the sight of the other. Both felt something in their chest when their eyes met, and a smile graced their features. A few feet away from them, Aubrey and Stacie had already ordered their drinks and were watching the interaction between their best friends. They each toasted each other with a smirk.
A little later, "Come dance with me," came from behind Beca, startling her enough to choke on her drink. She turned around to see Chloe standing there with a smile and her hand reached out toward her.
"Chlo, you do realize that I'm the worst dancer? Why do you think I stay at the bar most of the time? It's for safety purposes," she deadpanned. Instead of listening, Chloe just took her arm and led her onto the dance floor. She brought the younger woman in close to her and began to dance. As cerulean blue met cobalt steel, they both felt the stirring in their chests again. Both of them didn't know how they got into this situation with their feelings, but they weren't asking questions. Chloe's face then took on a more pensive expression.
"Are you okay? You look like you're thinking too hard," Beca commented. In reality, the redhead was thinking about how she could spend the rest of her life being this close to the brunette. She blushed and shook her head as they continued to dance, Chloe flipping around so that her back is against the woman's front. The song shifted and the redhead turned back around. Their eyes met again, and this time Beca was the one to get lost in the gaze. In the redhead's eyes, she could see her future. Marriage, kids, an SUV (she refuses to drive a minivan), maybe a few pets. Chloe will be a teacher, and she'll be the next hot producer. It's all so clear and-
"What's on your mind?" Chloe asked as softly as she could over the loud music. "You look like you're holding back something," she finished. Beca just shook her head.
"Shut up and dance with me."
A long time and countless songs later, Beca decides that she needs a break. She tells Chloe that she's going to grab some water, and receives a wink in return. Shaking her head, she walks over to the bar and orders a water. Just as she's sipping on the cold liquid she hears and feels someone step up beside her.
"Beca?" She hears her name come from someone she never thought she'd see again. Wide eyed, her head snaps to the right toward the person. Tall, blonde, hazel eyes. Fuck.
"Uh, Jenn, hey. How are you?" She asks awkwardly. Her ex girlfriend smiles into her reply.
"I'm pretty okay. How have you been? It's been a long time." Her sentence is accompanied by a very unwanted touch of the arm. "I've missed you. I'm sorry about what happened. I've thought about you every day." She continues in a sultry tone while tucking a strand of hair behind the shorter woman's ear. Beca shifts uncomfortably in front of the taller woman.
"Yeah, well, what's done is done. It was great seeing you, but I really should get back to my friends," she answers as she tries walking away, hoping the other woman will just take the hint. She feels the blonde stop her with a hand around the wrist.
"Beca, wait -"
The redhead watches as Beca makes her way to the bar. Just as she's about to turn back around to continue dancing, a woman catches her eye. She watches this beautiful woman touch the brunette's arm in a way that's too friendly for her liking. She then sees the woman tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. Her face and stomach burn with jealousy. Just because she hasn't gotten around to confessing her feelings yet does NOT mean this chick can just walk in and be affectionate toward her soon to be girlfriend. Hopefully.
Once Beca tries to leave and the woman goes to stop her, Chloe has had enough and begins to make her way over.
"Beca, wait -"
"Hey, baby," Chloe says as she walks up, putting an arm around Beca's waist. The brunette looks at her confused for a moment before realizing what Chloe is doing. The redhead flashes her a winning smile when she sees the relief in those steel blue eyes. "Who's your friend?" She asks casually. The blonde was watched the interaction awkwardly as introductions were made.
"Chloe, this is Jennifer. Jennifer, this is Chloe," she offered. The senior didn't hesitate before reaching her hand out for a handshake with a smirk.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Beca's girlfriend." She almost laughed out loud at the look of discomfort displayed on Jennifer's face.
"Yeah, uhm, nice to meet you as well," the blonde replied awkwardly. Chloe just continued to smile.
"How do you guys know each other?" She asked politely. She already knew the answer, but couldn't help having a little fun. Feeling Beca tense up next to her made it all the more amusing.
Jennifer looked at Beca, then back at Chloe, then back at Beca again. "We used to date," she trailed off. The redhead had a confused look on her face. "Really? Huh. I've never heard of you," she stated. She was having way too much fun with this.
"Oh," was all the other woman could come up with. Chloe, satisfied with the awkwardness of the conversation, decided to end it.
"Alright, well, it's time to get this sexy woman back on the floor. Happy New Year!" She hollered as she took Beca by her arm back into the mass of dancing people.
"BECA!" The blonde woman called. Just as she was about to turn around, Chloe put her hands on the younger woman's face and forced her to look into her eyes.
"Don't you dare look back. Keep your eyes on me." Beca didn't need to be told twice. Keeping her eyes on the redhead was almost a hobby of hers. She just smiled and nodded.
"You have that look again." Chloe commented. Neither of them realized how close it was to midnight until the countdown started. As the clock slowly brought in the new year, they both gazed into each other's eyes.
"I have something I want to tell you," the brunette started. Chloe smiled. "Yeah? Me, too." She wrapped her arms around Beca's neck and smiled when she felt the other woman place her hands on her waist. "Same time?" Beca said with a smirk. All she got was a head nod in return. They both had the fleeting thought of what both of their best friends had said earlier in the night. This woman is my destiny.
10…. Chloe moves her left had to cup Beca's cheek.
9…. Beca pushes a strand of red hair behind her love's ear.
8…. The Bellas take notice of what's happening.
7…. Jennifer is steaming in the corner watching them.
6…. Neither of them care about any of it.
5….. Both feel a fluttering in their chests.
4…. Their pulses race.
3…. They both smile.
2…. Noses brush together.
1…. "I love you," expressed simultaneously, followed by a perfect kiss.
Everyone in the crowd is roaring and singing; none louder than the Bellas, finally seeing their captains together. A simultaneous yell of "PAY UP ACA-BITCHES!" is heard from Aubrey and Stacie and the new couple can't help but laugh.
Rubbing their noses together once more, Beca smiles. "How's that for holding back?" She cheeses. Chloe just throws her head back and laughs. She then wraps her arms around the brunette's neck once more, and kisses her again.
"Shut up and dance with me."
FIN.
2nd A/N I really appreciate all of the feedback I'm getting. It's more than I could have hoped for. Everyone have a safe night!