Right in the reputation
It was a while before Beca and Chloe were alone again, they’d been dragged all over the place for speeches, photos and cringey group dances.
But finally, finally, they had been left alone to enjoy the rest of the night.
Stood at the bar, Chloe pouted, thinking back to earlier when they had been interrupted. ‘So, now that we’ve waited, what were you going to say earlier?’
Beca visibly blanched at the question, having lost some of the confidence she had gathered earlier on in the night. ‘Uhh…’
‘Come on Becs.’ Chloe prodded. ‘You know you can talk to me about anything.’
‘Right.’ Beca nodded. ‘The thing is, it’s not a small thing I guess. Like this is big. This is a big thing, for me. Maybe for you, I mean this could get weird. Weirder than now.’
The redhead grabbed Beca’s hand and squeezed it gently. ‘Tell me.’
Beca took a deep breath. ‘Uh so I’m not exactly articulate, especially not in the whole feelings department. So I’m just going to ramble and stuff. Because basically you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I wouldn’t ever want to ruin that, but I’m worried if I don’t tell you then I might just explode.’
Chloe bit her lip, waiting for Beca to gather herself a carry on, too scared to interrupt the girl. Too scared to believe what she could be saying to her.
‘Ummm.’ Beca blew out a shaky breath. ‘So yeah, basically. What I’m trying to say is; Chloe I’m in love with you. And I know that this could be super weird but I just like needed you to know. I need you to know that I wouldn’t be anywhere without you, you’re smart, talented, beautiful, funny, and such a dork.’
Chloe laughed, with unshed tears in her eyes.
‘This whole wedding, pretend girlfriend thing? It wasn’t pretend for me Chlo.’ Beca laughed, feeling good after getting it all off of her chest.
The redhead grinned in response. ‘Guess what?’
‘What?’
‘I love you too. And you’re also a dork.’ Chloe winked.
Beca rolled her eyes with a smile in response, as Chloe stepped closer, closing the gap between the two. The kiss was soft, the kiss was wonderful. Beca smiled into it, pulling back a little to mumble ‘I’m glad you said that.’
As they kissed once again, the DJ changed the song, and Beca pulled away again tugging gently on Chloe’s hand.
‘Come on.’
‘What?’
Beca smirked. ‘Come dance with me to this song.’
Chloe followed the girl, beginning to listen to the song.
‘Tell her a story
Tell her the honest truth
You treat her better
Make sure to see it through
Don't be just everything she wants
Be everything she needs
When she says she loves you
Tell her you love her too’ Beca sang once again to the beautiful girl stood in front of her, who was grinning back at her.
‘Wow Beca Mitchell is such a softie romantic.’ Chloe teased.
Beca put a hand to her chest. ‘Ouch right in the reputation.’
‘So you’re not freaking out?’ The redhead asked cautiously.
‘Not yet.’ Beca laughed. ‘I feel like the hard part is over…’
The pair spent the rest of the evening dancing together and being sickeningly cute in front of Chloe’s family who did not stop teasing them.
‘Eurgh stop being cute.’ Matthew, the youngest brother, said. ‘I am disgusted.’
Beca rolled her eyes with a smirk. ‘Just ‘cos you can’t get the girls Matthew, you gotta suck it up.’
‘Oh yeah?’ The boy quirked an eyebrow with a grin.
The two starting play fighting, much to the amusement of the rest of the Beale family. Chloe was so happy to see Beca get along with everyone.
Samuel laughed before getting his son in a headlock. ‘You couldn’t take her on, she’s feisty lad.’
Beca kissed her knuckles in feigned arrogance, making Samuel laugh loudly. ‘You heard him dude.’
Matthew rolled his eyes as his dad let him go. ‘Alright, alright. You won.’
‘Oh, I definitely won.’ Beca said looking at Chloe before giving her a kiss on the cheek.
‘Becaaa.’ Luca appeared by her side, pulling at her hand. ‘Stop kissing Aunty ChloChlo and dance with me please.’
Beca grinned at the little boy, and picked him up immediately, spinning him around. ‘Fiiiiine. I suppose I can tear myself away from the pretty lady for a while. But only for you.’
Lucy squealed in delight as she led him to the dance floor, dancing crazily with the boy.
Chloe stood next to her father, watching with a big smile. Samuel put his arm around his little girl and smiled too. ‘She’s great kid.’
‘Yeah.’ She agreed quietly. ‘She’s…amazing.’