Yes, this is a new fanfic. No, I'm not done with my other fanfics even though it's been months. I'm just too gay not to write a Bechloe fanfic after a new Pitch Perfect movie comes out. This is inspired by a post I saw on Tumblr.

Summary: Beca can't think straight anymore. Chloe says the kiss was just to create a distraction so that they could escape. But was it?

! SPOILERS AHEAD IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED PITCH PERFECT 3 YET !

"That performance was lovely but I'm afraid time's up."

They had just finished the song and Fat Amy still hadn't shown up. Her criminal father's patience ran out and they needed to do something fast. However, Chloe's mind was elsewhere. At the beginning of this trip, she had promised herself that she would finally spill her guts out to Beca at some point after reading a quote that really touched her.

'We have feelings that are not visible, we do things to prevent ourselves from being miserable. Being honest is what makes us believable, for our feelings may not always be reachable.'

Chloe was planning on being honest to Beca. But that can't happen now can it? Or maybe it can.

"Wait! I need to do something first." Chloe yelled out much to the old man's annoyance.

Chloe approached Beca and moved her head closer to hers. Beca sat frozen from confusion. Chloe leaned in so her forehead could rest against Beca's. They closed their eyes. Both their breaths were shaking. All eyes were on them.

"Please go with it." Chloe said in barely above a whisper.

"What?" Beca replied, her voice low.

"Just trust me." The ginger's voice wavered, exhilarated from the tension between them.

Chloe knew Beca didn't love her back, but she couldn't resist anymore. She leaned in a little closer, their foreheads still touching. Dear god, she couldn't fight against the thoughts that were going through her. Beca's very smell was flooding her senses.

Unexpectedly, Chloe's hand drifted to Beca's hip. It settled there and pulled her closer. She inhaled sharply. She was against her warm chest. Must she be so perfect? Beca splayed her hand against Chloe's chest, intending to push her away, but instead she left it there. Chloe's breathing quickened as did Beca's. Chloe began nuzzling her neck with delicate kisses. So faint, they were whispers. Beca urged herself to push her away, but couldn't. Warmth radiated from the spot where Chloe's lips just touched her neck, slowly spreading through the rest of her. Her limp body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her head was angled slightly to the side as Chloe's lips came closer and closer to hers. Beca was surprised to find her own lips parted. Their breaths mingled. Beca's heart fluttered inside her chest. Then Chloe's arms encircled her.

Chloe's lips brushed Beca's. Not innocently like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. Beca wanted to pull away before she lost herself but she couldn't seem to… In that moment, her senses had been seduced and she could no longer think straight.

"Beca." Chloe whispered slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. Beca smiled, her heart fluttering at her voice as she clasped her hands on either side of Chloe's face. Never before had the brunette's name ever felt so wonderful as she leaned in.

Beca stared deep into her ocean blue eyes. Chloe cupped her cheek that was slowly turning red. The brunette smiled at her before slowly leaning in even more. Chloe's other hand was shaking slightly, her mind was repeating the same sentence over and over; "Don't do this... Don't do this." But the sound of her heart was beating so loudly she couldn't concentrate. It felt like it was going to explode. Similar to how Beca was feeling.

The next thing she knew, Chloe had slammed her lips to hers and nearly knocked all wind from her lungs. Chloe kissed Beca and sparks flew in every direction. The world was slowly disappearing around them, along with all of their worries, their troubles and their problems. It made them feel like none of that mattered. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words could never be. Chloe's hand rested below Beca's ear, her thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled.

It was a small yet warm kiss. They honestly never knew a kiss so innocent could be so intimate and electrifying. Chloe's lips were moving in perfect sync, her hands feeling Beca's waist. Chloe ran her fingers down Beca's spine, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them and she could feel the beating of her heart against her chest. She pulled her closer, the kiss deeper, more passionate. Beca felt her hands on the back of her neck play with the ends of her hair. A smile grew on her face as it started to tickle.

Beca was completely unprepared. You would think that after all the time she'd spent with Chloe - watching her talk, laugh and frown - that she would know all there was to know about her lips. But she hadn't imagined how warm they would feel pressed up against her own

This was not what Beca thought would happen when Chloe said to 'please go with it' but she certainly wasn't going to object. Chloe's lips were warm and tasted of mint; she had obviously been chewing gum earlier. Her hands were wrapped around the smaller girl's waist and hers locked around Chloe's neck, pulling her down slightly. When they broke apart for air, Beca rested her forehead against Chloe's - not noticing how everyone was looking on in awe and silence - and gathered some much needed oxygen. Chloe's smirk told Beca everything and she smiled back, sinking into her hold.

And that was when Fat Amy finally made her presence felt as she dropped down from the ceiling, fire extinguisher in hand. Beca and Chloe broke apart due to being startled as Fat Amy sprayed the fire extinguisher all over their opposition, yelling out 'Freedom!' in the process. The remaining Bellas took it as their cue to escape, quickly jumping over board into the water while the boat began to fell apart.

Before jumping, Chloe looked back to find Beca struggling to get Fat Amy to follow them. However, when the petite brunette finally succeeded, she tripped, Amy falling all over her. Beca looked up to find Chloe still on the boat and let out a groan.

"Chloe, just go!" Beca exclaimed loudly enough for Chloe to hear. The ginger wasn't having any of it.

"The hell I will!" Chloe responded before rushing towards them, struggling to push Amy off of the girl she's been in love with for years.

"Leave while you still can!" Beca added to her previous statement, receiving the same answer.

"Don't you dare think for a second I'm leaving you!" Chloe said before finally pulling Amy off and soon enough Beca. But as soon as Beca stood up, she nearly fell over, figuring she sprained her ankle after tripping. "Oh fuck it." Chloe acted on instinct and lifted Beca up bridal style, thanking god for the brunette being so small. Chloe and Amy then proceeded to finally jump over board right before the boat imploded. Beca was struggling in the water with her bad leg but Chloe immediately put her arm around her in order to support her weight. "Don't worry. I got you." Chloe whispered into Beca's ear.

Their eyes locked once again and it felt like they were seeing each other in a whole new light. Beca's breathing hitched in her throat and she momentarily forgot how to use her words. "Thanks" was the only thing she could get out at that moment. It was returned by a simple smile on Chloe's part. "What are friends for?" added Chloe, Beca slightly wincing at the term 'friend' but she still managed to shake it off and smile back.

Helicopters arrived soon enough and took them away from where their first and hopefully not their last kiss happened.

And there it is. Please leave a review if you enjoyed! The second chapter will have less kissing and more actually progress in the story. Until next time!