Bechloe (One Shots)

Headphones

Chloe PoV
"Where are they!" Beca yells as she starts ripping off her bed covers in search for her headphones. I don't think she realised they were around her neck. "They were here!" She yells again. If this went on I think Beca was going to go in full fit mode, which may or may not be adorable or terrifying.
"Beca.." She cuts me off.
"Damn it!" She yells when there isn't anymore quilts left to tear.
"Beca, they're.." I try again but get cut off by a grunt of frustration. I hear someone come up the stairs.
"Was there a dingo in here?" Fat Amy asks as she stands next to me, against the wall. I smile and shake my head.
"Beca's just looking for her headphones, she lost them." I say, holding back a laugh. Beca's trashing her and Fat Amy's room but her fits can be quite cute, although it's going from cute to kinda scary.
"She doesn't realise they're around her neck?" Fat Amy asks, lowering her voice. I shake my head and let a low laugh, not that Beca could hear since she was now throwing everything out of her cupboard.
"Beca stop.." I try for a third time.
"I can't! I need to find them!" She says, starting on the sock drawer.
"And you think they'd be in the sock drawer?" I ask. Fat Amy just watches in amusement. Beca slams the drawer shut.
"Uh! They were expensive!" She yells.
"Shouldn't you stop her?" Fat Amy asks, lowering her voice
"I've tried." I answer, also lowering my voice. Beca eyes Fat Amy's side of the room.
"Don't you dare aca-bitch!" Fat Amy says, immediately going to defend her side of the room. Beca makes a strangled noise.
"I swear to god if you have them.." The threat dies on her lips. Spotting the empty area underneath her bed. She practically dives under the bed. I can't help but laugh. "Don't laugh!" I hear the muffled yell coming from under the bed.
"Get out from under there. I know where they are." I say and watch as Beca scrambles out from underneath the bed. I was not sure what emotions were in her eyes. A confusing mix, I must admit.
"Where are they Beale?" She says in a low menacing voice, a slight smirk appearing at the corners of her mouth. She traps me between her and the wall. Arms on either side of me. I want to they were near my shoulders but she isn't that tall. A mischievous glint enters her eyes. "I can make you tell me." She says, a smirk fully appearing now. I have every intention of telling her but I really want to know how my lil' Beca is ever going to get me to do something, since I am the one usually getting my way.
"Oh really?" I say, a challenge in my eye. She leans up and kisses me. Now by a kiss I do not mean a quick peck on the lips. I mean a kiss. We were basically making out but a tad less touching. A tad.
"Eww! Get a room!" Fat Amy says, quickly escaping out the door. We pull apart and Beca's cheeks burn with embarrassment. I guess she also forgot about Fat Amy.
"Well, that's one way." I say huskily. "But you really don't need to force me." I say. I reach down and carefully take off Beca's headphones from around her neck. "Since they were here the whole time." I say, still whispering. She drops her arms and grabs the headphones.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner!" She whines. "Now I have to clean all this up!" She points to the mess that is her belongings.
"Well, if you listened to me in the first place it wouldn't have gotten that far." I say and give her a quick peck on the cheeks. I slip to the side and head to the door.
"Where are you going? Aren't you going to help?" Beca asks. I just give her wink and slap my butt on the way out. "Chloe!" I hear her whine.
"Clean up your own mess!" I yell at her with a laugh. I don't hear a groan but I'm sure it's there or at least an eye roll. Life sure is good with my lil' Bec and her weird little personality. I can't wait until we're out of college.