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Prompt from DJDominique22: [full prompt is at the end of the chapter because I don't like to give anything away].

Hope you like it!

Tonight was the beginning of something truly special for Beca Mitchell. Here she was in Paris, standing backstage looking out at the audience who came to see her first ever solo performance. She couldn't believe she was standing in the wings waiting for DJ Khaled to introduce her as his newly signed solo artist. Four groups competed for the honor of being signed to the DJ's label, but DJ Khaled, and his right-hand man, Theo, saw something in the scrappy little producer and offered the contract to her and her alone.

Beca turned down the offer when it was first presented to her, stating that she was part of a group; they were family. Then when she was ready to tell the Bellas about it, they were kidnapped by Amy's father. Beca was distraught over possibly never seeing the girls again; especially Chloe. God, Chloe. Beca sighed. The one person who she could talk to about anything and everything. Her hopes, her fears, her dreams. So why was she having so much trouble telling her about her true feelings for her? Why couldn't she tell the redhead that she was in love with her?

Beca looked back out at the audience and then it hit her. The reason she couldn't tell Chloe was sitting right next to her. Chloe was enamored with Chicago, the soldier assigned as part of their security and escort detail while the Bellas were on the Tour. He seemed to be as enamored with Chloe as she was with him. And, he was also damned near perfect for her. Beca sighed again as she watched Chloe smiling at Chicago as she listened to something he was saying. She saw Chloe's head go back as she laughed at whatever he had said. God, she loved to hear Chloe laugh. She closed her eyes, and she could make out Chloe's laugh above the din of the crowd.

Beca shook her head to clear her mind. She was ready. Tonight was Beca's night. Tonight she was going to appear to the world as a solo artist. Tonight she was scared out of her fucking mind.

Before she knew it, Beca was onstage standing in front of the microphone, a series of spotlights shining down on her. She used her foot to control the soundboard and began singing.

Heaven knows I was just a young boy
Didn't know what I wanted to be
I was every little hungry schoolgirl's pride and joy
And I guess it was enough for me

To win the race, a prettier face
Brand new clothes and a big fat place
On your rock and roll TV
But today the way I play the game is not the same, no way
I think I'm gonna get me some happy

Beca doesn't remember consciously deciding to pull the Bellas onstage with her, but the next thing she knew she's walking down the steps and grabbing Amy. Then she waves CR and the rest to the stage and they join her in her 'solo' performance.

Beca walked around the stage as she sang with her girls. She catches Chloe's eye a few times and can see her looking back at her with a big smile on her face, but her brows furrowed like she's trying to read Beca's mind. Beca tried to keep her emotions in check but found it harder to do than she could have ever imagined. She loved these girls, her Bellas. And she loved Chloe, not just because she was a Bella, but because she was Chloe. And, to Beca, that was everything.

As she got to the end of the song, the Bellas were all standing in two rows and singing their hearts out. Beca grabbed Aubrey's hand and squeezed it. She smiled at Amy and looked past her to Chloe who had tears in her eyes as she smiled back at her. She kept her eyes on Chloe as she sang the last verse.

I won't let you down
I will not give you up
Gotta have some faith in the sound
It's the one good thing that I've got

Beca tore her gaze away from Chloe and stepped away from the Bellas to stand center stage as she finished the song.

I won't let you down
I will not give you up
It's the one good thing that I've got

Beca grabbed the mic to her as the last note got lost in the cheering of the crowd. She turned and Chloe was right there, with a big smile on her face and tears in her eyes. She grabbed Beca in a hug and Beca held onto Chloe like she was never going to let go.

Beca felt the rest of the Bellas join in on the hug, all of them with tears in their eyes as they laughed and cried at the same time. Chloe didn't let go of Beca and Beca didn't let go of Chloe.

Beca pulled her head back and placed her mouth next to Chloe's ear. "I love you, Chlo!"

"I love you, too, Becs," Chloe said in Beca's ear.

"No, Chlo," Beca said pulling back just slightly. "I'm in love with you."

By the time Beca's words registered with Chloe, they were being pulled apart and Beca was being dragged off stage by Theo. Chloe watched as they left and Beca turned to look at her but their vision of the other was blocked by the Bellas who were still celebrating on stage.

~oOo~ ~oOo~ ~oOo~

Beca spent almost an hour backstage being photographed and interviewed. Theo was pulling her every which way. All Beca could think about was Chloe. She can't believe how she fucked everything up by opening her mouth when she should have just kept it shut. She couldn't tell what Chloe thought about her declaration of love for the redhead. Beca could only hope that their friendship survived.

Beca was finally able to get away from the reporters and photographers. Theo was going to escort her to the reception but Beca told him she needed a minute to get some fresh air. Theo nodded and Beca walked off, thoughts racing through her head. Thoughts of what had transpired in the past hour. Thoughts of Chloe, the Bellas, Chicago and Chloe, DJ Khaled, Chloe. God, she wishes she could turn her thoughts off for a while.

Beca made it outside and sat down on a low wall that went around the side of the building. She sat with her head down and her hands on either side of her gripping the wall as she let her thoughts take over.

"Worse case scenario," her brain started. "Chloe hates you and never wants to see you again. You'd hate it but you will be embarking on a new career that will move you three thousand miles away from her."

Beca shakes her head because she doesn't like the idea of never seeing Chloe again. Her brain takes over again.

"Second best case scenario," her brain starts up again. "Chloe tells you she doesn't love you like that but she wants to remain friends." Beca gives a heavy sigh. "You're right. You'll probably end up agreeing only to push her away the first time you see her with Chicago, looking happy and in love with him."

Beca sits a little straighter and runs her hands over her head, stopping to clasp them behind her neck. She knows if she agrees to remain friends and then pushes Chloe away, that Chloe will never forgive her and she wouldn't allow her to come back into her life even if Beca got her shit together and apologized.

Her brain freaks out a little bit and continues its ramblings. "Best case scenario, she loves you, too."

That was it. That's all her brain had to say on it. Beca felt the tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Beca couldn't see how her 'best case scenario' would even be a consideration and immediately scrapped it. So, now she was looking at the 'second best case scenario' and trying to figure out how to get herself there.

Beca took a deep and wiped the tears from her eyes. She was going to put a smile on her face and go to her party and have a good time. She'd talk to Chloe and just explain how she was caught up in the excitement and that the adrenaline rush she was on made her speak out of turn. They were still friends and everything was okay.

~oOo~ ~oOo~ ~oOo~

Beca made her way to the party and everyone cheered when she finally showed up. She smiled and high-fived the Bellas as she walked toward the bar. If she was going to face Chloe, she needed a drink or ten. Amy ordered Beca a shot as soon as she got to the bar.

"Thanks, Amy," Beca said as they clinked their glasses and threw back the shot. "Whew!" Beca exclaimed as the tequila hit the back of her throat. "I could use another one of those."

"You got it, Beca," Amy said and waved four fingers at the bartender. Two shots were placed in front of each of the friends and they drank them both down one after the other. "You looked good up there on stage, Beca."

"Thanks," Beca said. "I'm glad you guys came up there with me. It didn't feel right without you guys up there."

"I gotta say," Amy said as she ordered another round. "I was surprised when you grabbed me. I thought for sure you'd go for Chloe."

"You were the one at the bottom of the steps," Beca said with a shrug. "And the easiest to get to."

"Hey, Beca," Aubrey said as she reached the bar. "That was some performance."

"I know, right?," Beca said. "I was telling Amy how right it felt to have you guys up there with me. You've been there from the beginning for me and I know I don't say it enough, but I love you guys."

"We love you, too, Beca," Aubrey said and gave the younger girl a side hug.

"Not as much as some do," Amy said and snickered.

The bartender set two more shots down and Beca drank hers down and looked at Amy.

"What were you saying, Amy?," Beca asked her vision getting slightly blurry from the four shots.

"I was just saying," Amy said. "That there's one Bella who loves you a lot more than the rest of us do. And in a whole different way, too."

"Amy," Aubrey said with a warning tone.

"No, Aubrey," Amy said. "I'm tired of keeping my mouth shut. Beca has a right to-"

"SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!," CR yelled practically dragging Beca and Aubrey down as she grabbed them. "Come on, Beca. You're here and it's time for Bellas shots! Hey, barkeep, tequila shots all around for my girls."

The bartender set out shot glasses and started pouring the tequila. Beca looked at Amy and then back at Aubrey. "What was Amy talking about?," Beca asked Aubrey since her Aussie friend had been pushed down the bar and no longer within earshot.

"It's not our place to say," Aubrey said and was interrupted from saying anything further by a shot being shoved into each of their hands.

"Here's to badass Beca Mitchell," CR said raising her shot glass in a toast. "We are all so proud of you."

"Here, here," the girls all yell and then throw back their shots. "Woo Hoo!"

Beca threw back her shot and looked down the bar to see all the Bellas. All except one; Chloe. She couldn't help but feel her heart break at not seeing the bubbly redhead knowing she was probably off somewhere with Chicago. She tried to play it off and turned to Aubrey.

"Have you seen Chloe?," Beca asked, happy that her voice didn't break.

"Last time I saw her, she was looking for you," Aubrey said.

"Looking for me?," Beca asked. "Why?"

"She said she needed to talk to you as soon as possible," Aubrey said.

"Why didn't you tell me that sooner?," Beca asked as she stood up. "Where did you see her last?"

"She was walking that way," Aubrey said and pointed toward the back.

"Thanks," Beca said and started to walk off. She stopped and turned to Aubrey. "If she comes back before I do, please tell I'll be back and to stay put."

"I'll do that," Aubrey said with a small smile.

Beca nodded her head and walked in the direction Aubrey indicated. Beca wasn't drunk but she was feeling a bit tipsy. She slowly made her way towards the area where she both hoped she'd find Chloe and also hoped she wouldn't. But, once she knew Chloe was looking for her, she knew that she at least had to make an effort to look for her as well.

Beca's brain was currently focused on just putting one foot in front of the other and not what may or may not happen should Beca actually find Chloe. She saw an opening about ten feet in front of her that looked like it might be a doorway that led to the outside. She continued walking and when she reached the opening, she walked two steps out from it and stopped. Her heart sank because there to her right was Chloe and Chicago. Chloe was holding onto Chicago's tie and had her forehead leaning on his chest; he had his chin on top of her head and his arms around her back holding her to him. Beca turned to quietly walk away and hit her arm on the side of the doorway.

"Shit!," Beca muttered and moved to continue walking away from Chloe.

"Beca!," Chloe called out and started following her.

Beca picked up her pace and Chloe called out to her again.

"What?," Beca snapped out as she stopped and turned toward Chloe.

Chloe let out a yelp as she almost ran into Beca when she suddenly turned and stopped. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Really?," Beca said. "Here's a hint. I'm not hiding out in soldier boy's chest."

"What?," Chloe asked confused. "That doesn't make any sense."

"Whatever," Beca said dismissively. "What do want? Why were you looking for me?"

"Are you okay, Beca?," Chicago asked from behind Chloe.

"Of course, you're still here," Beca mumbled. "I have to go."

Beca turned to walk away again and Chloe grabbed her arm. "What is wrong with you?," Chloe asked. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine," Beca said. "Go back to making out with Chicago and I'll go back to partying with my friends."

"Making out?," Chloe said looking between Beca and Chicago. "We weren't. I wasn't. Why would you say that?"

"I have eyes, Chloe," Beca said. "I saw you."

"Beca, we weren't making out," Chicago said. "I was comforting Chloe because she was worried about you. She couldn't find you anywhere and she was getting worried because of what happened with Amy's dad."

"You were worried about me?," Beca asked, her voice softer now. "You know the chances of that happening again are really, really slim, right?"

"I know," Chloe said. "But after finally hearing you confess your feelings to me, I thought the universe was messing with me again."

"I'm sorry," Beca said, catching on that Chloe might have feelings for her after all. "I guess I jumped to conclusions about you and Chicago. I just. I really do love you, Chlo. And it looked like you were choosing-." Beca stopped and looked down at the ground. "It looked like you weren't choosing me."

"Beca, I'm always going to choose you," Chloe said softly.

"But you two have gotten so close in just a few days," Beca said sounding small.

"That's true," Chicago said. "But we spent most of our time talking about how she-"

Chloe covered his mouth to stop him from continuing. "Sorry," she said. "But I think I need to be the one to tell her."

Chicago nodded his head and when Chloe removed her hand, he was smiling at the two of them. "I'll leave you to it," he said and walked past them to head to the party.

"So, um, what did you spend all your time talking to Chicago about?," Beca asked.

"You," Chloe said. "And how I was in love with you and you were oblivious."

Beca's head jerked up. "Really?"

"Oh, yeah," Chloe said trying to hide her smile. "You were totally oblivious."

"Chloe," Beca whined.

"I am in love with you, Beca," Chloe said stepping closer to the younger girl. "I would have said it back while we were on stage but you got pulled away and then I lost sight of you."

"I'm such an idiot," Beca said and moved closer to Chloe. "I've been in love with you for so long; I guess I was afraid. Of what, I'm not totally sure."

"I felt the same way," Chloe said. "Only I was afraid you'd run away because you didn't feel the same way. Or because you did and you couldn't handle what that meant regarding us."

"You know me so well," Beca said with a laugh. "Do you think when we get back home you might consider moving to L.A. with me?"

Chloe just looked at her. Beca swallowed hard and opened her mouth to say something but shut it immediately. They both stood not speaking.

"I'm sorry," Beca finally said. "I don't know why I asked that. We haven't even been on a date or kissed or done other stuff. Forget I asked, okay?"

"I don't want to forget," Chloe said and grabbed the lapels of Beca's jacket. "I feel like we've been dating for years, we just never called it that. And as for the kissing, we can remedy that right now."

Chloe leans in and locks lips with Beca. It's soft, sweet and unhurried. Beca immediately starts kissing back. Beca pulls back from the kiss and looks at a smiling Chloe.

"I'd gladly follow you to L.A. if I get to do more of that," Chloe said. "Especially if it leads to the other stuff we haven't done yet." Chloe laughed when she saw the blush that reddened Beca's cheeks. "You're so easy, Mitchell."

Beca didn't say anything she just leaned in and kissed Chloe again. This time Chloe pulls back from the kiss. "We should get back to the party," she said. "It is for you, after all."

Beca gives Chloe another quick kiss and takes her hand. They start walking back towards where the party was being held.

"I just want you to know, I'm going to be a handful," Chloe said with a small laugh.

"That's exactly what I told Theo," Beca said.

"See," Chloe said. "Totally made for each other."

Beca smiled and thought, "Yep, tonight was truly the beginning of something special for her".

Full prompt from DJDominique22: Hello, don't know if you're still writing or not, but I love your stories and your oneshots! I have a request for another chapter to this "collection" of oneshots: at the end of PP3, instead of Chloe kissing Chicago, she kisses Beca. Or you could have Chloe kiss Chicago but chooses Beca afterwards. Thanks, keep up the good work!