"Having you here dismisses the hate I have for this place." (A Hollstein fluff)
Beca's voice filled the room, sending shivers down Chloe's spine. It was beautiful, she was beautiful.
That's when I knew how Chloe's lips felt like, heaven.
"Chlo…" Beca's voice was trailing; she was sleep talking, "Don't take my orange juice."
Chloe intertwined her hand with Beca's as she watched her wife slowly smiled at her, she thanked her for loving her, for being just her, for saving her.
What's the difference between falling for a redhead named Chloe and falling off from a skateboard? Nothing, because both can cause you pain yet both are thrilling and you love every minute of it.
You see, I stopped believing miracles in when I was 12.
I can never explain her quite clearly to anyone, the accurate description of her that all I can think of is an 'enigma'
"If I could tattoo you in my heart, I would." Beca laid her forehead against Chloe's, and mouthed, "But I don't have to, because you are my heart."
Ever wondered what will be engraved on the insides of Chloe and Beca's wedding rings? Well I have. BeChloe Drabble
I didn't know how long I have been staring aimlessly at nothing, it's not like I had a choice. Every time I closed my eyes, everything's flashing behind my lids, synapses of what happened, flashes of her saying get out. (Carmilla fanfic)
First time I saw you, you were walking down the halls of Baker Hall, an aura of mysteriousness was wrapped around you as door to door, you passed by it without any care in the world.
Those were the words Greer sent me when we held an intervention for April, those words meant a lot to me at that time, I had to get away from our house. It was all too much to take.
Being alone in this world sucks, but maybe being alone together wouldn't. This is a cross-over (Pitch Perfect Harry Potter), collab fic with YouJustGotPitchSlapped , do check out her other stories, y'all!
What happens when Chloe visits Barden? What's in it for our resident DJ?
Lauren finally told you, and you still love her, because no matter what, you love her.
"You can't marry a man you just met; you have to get to know him, be with him in some point, know his fears, what makes him happy, what makes him crumble."
"Take a chance, you'll never know." Beca turned once more, now facing the ceiling, eyes closed. "Just promise me one thing, tell her."