Bechloe oneshots

The Photo

SPOILER ALERT
This story kinda takes place right at the end of Pitch Perfect 2. So if you haven't watched that, well what are you doing?! Go watch it!

Beca's P.O.V.
"And the winner is..."
This was it. The moment of truth. We either win The World Championship Finale and continue as Bellas or lose and end our career as Bellas. Forever!
I look over at Chloe next to me. She must be thinking the exact same thing, because she looks terrified. Poor her. Was it really necessary to ban us from everything??

"Beca, I'm so scared! What if we don't win this? What if we're over?! Like, forever!!" Chloe sobs into my shoulder.
"Shhh, Babe it's gonna be alright. We can still all be together, even if we don't win this," I say comforting, while hugging her and gently rubbing her back.
She looks up at me confused.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you just call me babe?" She asks wondering.
Oh no did I? Damn it! If she finds out that I have a crush on her, she will probably never want to be friends with me anymore. She will probably just think I'm weird.
I open my mouth to speak, but a loud voice interrupts me:
"THE BARDEN BELLAS!"
"Omg Beca we won! WE WON!" Chloe screams.
"WHAT?! We won!? I can't believe it! We're going to be Bellas forever!" I scream in excitement and jump around like crazy.

"Hey everybody we have to take a victory picture," Emy says. She places a camera on a stand, starts the timer and quickly runs towards us. She makes it over just in time as the camera clicks.
"We won The World Championship Finale, nothing can beat us!" Emy shouts.
"I Love you awesome nerds!" I yell.
Afterwards my gaze soon switches to Chloe. "See, I told you: It's gonna be alright."
"I'm pretty sure you also said something else, tho."
"What did I say?"
"Didn't you call me Babe?" She asks, with a hint of hope in her voice. Wait hope? Nah it's probably just me. She will never love me like that. We're only friends! I just have to keep calm and she will never notice.
I take a deep breath and begin my speech. "Actually I..."
"Bechloe is real guys!" Emy suddenly shouts.
"We were just talki..."
"Let me take a picture of you two. You will get it later, don't worry," Emy explains.
I look at Chloe who shrugs.
It can't be that bad, can it? It's just a picture. Plus if I get it, I'll always have a picture of us two together. "Okay, why not?" I say.
"Yes!" Emy grabs the camera and places it on the stand. "Say cheese! Oh hold on it's on timer." She fiddles around with the camera. "How do you make it take normal pictures? Urgh whatever. You just have to stand still for 10 seconds. I'll count down for you. 10, 9, 8..."

I get an idea! No, it's probably a stupid idea. Chloe will just be grossed out by me. But if she does, I can just quit The Bellas and put all my efforts into my new job and hopefully get to LA at some point! Or I could just do it and hope she still wants to be friends with me. Maybe she actually likes me back! No, it's not gonna happen. But should I do it anyway?
"Babe you have to smile and look at the camera!" Chloe pokes me in the shoulder.
"Wait, what did you call me?" I ask surprised.
Her eyes widens in horror.
"Bechloe look at he camera, it goes off in 3 seconds!" Emy shouts at us.
Chloe instantly looks back up at the camera and smiles, looking rather relieved.
You know what? Screw everything, I don't care what's gonna happen. I'll do it! You only live once as they say.
I grab her chin and crash our lips together just as the camera goes off. She doesn't kiss back.
I ruined everything! Of course she doesn't like me back, what did I expect?! She will never forgive me.
I pull back and look at the ground in shame. "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to... It shouldn't have happened... I wasn't... It's just... I don't know..." I ramble. But suddenly I feel her hand on my chin, lifting my head up again. I look into her beautiful blue eyes.
She leans in and slowly connects our lips again.

Just like that all noise disappears. All people are gone, it's only me and Chloe.
I lay my arms around her torso and pull her closer. She does the same with my neck. We stand like this for a while, until she eventually pull away. 
"Why did you do that?" I ask.
"Did what? Kiss you?"
"Yeah, why did you do that?"
"Because I love you," she says, like it's the most natural thing in the world.
"But... why didn't you kiss back the first time?"
"Because I was shocked. Never in my wildest imagination I actually thought we would end up together. You never seemed to show interest in me."
"I was scared you would reject me. That's why I acted like I wasn't interested. So it wouldn't happen."
"Well, I didn't reject you, did I?" She smirks
I laugh slightly. "No you didn't. I'm sorry."
"Hey, no need to be sorry. I understand why you did it. It's alright now, okay?"
"Okay. Thank you so much," I say relieved.

A click noise from the camera brings us back to reality. I turn my head towards the camera. Emy stands behind it, looking like she'd seen a ghost.
"Surprise, Bechloe is real!" I say, while awkwardly making jazz hands.
"Aca-believe it," Emy mumbles. "Is this a dream?" She pinches herself.
"No Emy it's not a dream. It's the wonderful real world," I answer.
Chloe smiles brighter than ever.
"I KNEW IT! Bechloe is real!!" Emy yells.
"It for sure is," Chloe says and looks me in the eyes.
I smile at her and lean in. We kiss again, much to Emy's excitement. I hear another click from the camera. We both giggle and pull away.
"Hey Babe?" I ask.
Her face lights up at the pet name. "Yes Babe?" She answers smiling.
"I forgot to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I love you too."