Beca's POV
Chloe Beale is probably the most annoying person you know. As soon as you met her you knew that you were going to be in for a wild ride. Ever since that night at the aca-initiation party, you were screwed. One moment, you're dancing with new a capella singers and the next you wake up in someone else's bed with no clothes on and that bed just happened to be Chloe's bed. You wake up next to Chloe who is spooning you and even though you are extremely hungover, you get out of her bed quickly but you end up falling on your ass - hard.
"Mm..." Chloe moans and you try not to whine at your sore ass. "Bec?"
Shit.
"What are you doing down there?" She peers over the side of the bed, her messy bed hair falling over her shoulders.
"I fell," you say, covering yourself with the clothes you wore the night before.
"Silly girl!" She laughs but you find nothing funny about the situation.
You quickly stand and try your best to put your clothes back on as Chloe wakes up more.
"Where are you going?" She asks.
"Ah... I've gotta go back to my dorm... We've got practice today. I need to shower and stuff."
"You can just shower here. It wouldn't be the first time we had a shower together," she winks and you cringe.
"Yeah... That technically wasn't a shower..."
"Come back to bed. Practice isn't for a few hours yet." She pulls back the sheets and the invitation makes you shiver and that's when you know that you've got to break the news to her.
"Listen, Chloe..." You begin, trying not to groan from your pounding headache. "I was drunk last night and what we did... it was an accident... I'm sorry if I led you on."
Chloe looks at you oddly before bursting out into a fit of giggles. "You're so cute!"
You frown, unsure why she's laughing.
"I know you were drunk, Becs, I was drunk, too, but we still had fun and we can continue to have fun. All you need to do is get your cute butt back into this bed..." Her tone is low and flirty as she slides out of bed.
You freeze and watch her naked self saunter towards you and by GOD does she have a good body.
"What... what are you doing?" You just manage to voice.
"Getting your cute butt back into my bed..." Chloe slides her hands up your chest seductively.
"I... I can't..."
"Aww, is someone a little shy?"
"No, I just-"
"Shh," Chloe cuts you off by putting a finger to your lips. "Maybe this will help you out..." Chloe takes her hand and slides it down your body and into your pants and touches you there.
You gasp at the intrusion and that's when you know you have to go. You grab her hand and pull it out of your pants before stepping back and carrying the remainder of your clothes with you. You've got your essentials on as well as your pants and shirt but everything else is in your arms.
"I, ah, I have to go," you tell her and you nearly trip when you walk backwards to the door.
You only turn around when you hit the door and struggle to open it only to realise that it's locked. You quickly unlock it and leave the dorm. You rest against the door and chase your breath and you know that practice is going to be awkward.
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Pitch Perfect One-Shots
FanfictionJust a series of ongoing Pitch Perfect one-shots of Bechloe and Staubrey.