Hots For Beale [COMPLETED]

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A/N : THANK YOU FOR #3 IN BRITTANY SNOW TAG!!! I didn't see this fanfic to blow up but thank you so much!

Beca's POV

"Okay, let's go through the script again and I want serious focus this time, let's start at Act One. Beca, do you copy?", Miss Lance asked through the walkie talkie. It's a week from the opening night of the play and everyone's freaking out. Other than that, it's gonna be almost two month since I met Chloe which sounds so crazy. "Yeah, message received, opening the curtains in 3, 2, 1", I pressed the button and watch as the actors placed themselves on the stage. "Spotlight on mark 2", I said to Emily. "I'm here!! And I have food and drinks", a familiar voice called out and all of them got off stage. I looked out from the side of the stage to find the bubbly redhead with a huge smile hopping on stage, walking towards the stage crews. She's so frickin nice! Suddenly, I heard Emily shout. "Becs, the reel broke!", I looked back to see Chloe standing on the stage. As fast as I could, I ran to her and pushed her away, just in time before the heavy bag dropped on where she was standing. Everyone looked over as the sound was loud and I was on top of her. "You okay?", I asked her. She just nodded and thanked me before I helped her get up.

"Beca! You could've had her or anyone else killed! I thought the prop was ready!", I heard Miss Lance shout as she walked towards us. "You are a stage manager. I do not want things like this happen again or I will pick someone else. Understood?", she asked which I just nodded to. She then looked over to Chloe who had a sorry face, she cupped her face in her hands. I'm starting to boil up and my fists were clenched. Yeah, we haven't put anything on it yet but.. she's mine. "You okay?", she lifted her face up a little bit. "Mhm", Chloe responded. "Coffee after this?", she asked. Excuse me? I coughed trying to grab their attention. Chloe's eyes met mine and she could tell I wasn't very happy. "I can't, I have plans with my uh-", she struggled. "Right, with your- girl", Lance replied as she just walked away. Her girl? I just went backstage to help Emily with the reel.

"Hey". She walked closer to me and gave me a drink, "Iced Americano for my lady and Emily, yours is with Miss Lance", she said as she gave me the drink. "Oh I don-", Emily was about to say before I cut her off. "Well you do now", I said raising an eyebrow before she ran back out. "Thanks- and sorry for what happened on the stage", I said as I took the drink and turned back to the panel. "Becs?", she softly called me. "Hmm?", I hummed in response. "Are you mad?", she then asked. I scoffed, thinking back to Lance holding her. "I'm not mad, I'm just not a fan of people holding my girlfriend", I blurted out.

Chloe's POV

My eyes widened. Did she- Did she just? Call me her girlfriend?! "Um what?", I asked. She turned around and our eyes met again. "What?", she asked with a confused look on her face. "You called me your girlfriend!", I shouted out. She grabbed my hand pulled me away from the side stage probably because I shouted. "I've been wanting to ask you in a while, I'm just waiting for the perfect time", she said. "And when Lance just, touch you, it boils me up so much", she looked down. Without any warning, I pushed myself against her before crashing our lips together. "So, will you be my girlfriend?", she asked, biting her lip. I smiled widely, "Of course!!!", I said before I hugged her. "Gee, Red, my drink", she said before kissing me again.