I rewatched one of my favourite movies Pitch Perfect this week. That combined with the fact that there will be a Pitch Perfect 2 pushed me into writing this little number. I don't own anything to do with the movie. I am not American hence my British spellling. But then I am not British either. Hmmmm. Enjoy.
With Bumper having abandoned the Treble Makers and Aubrey having removed the proverbial stick from out of her ass the two Barden University based groups decided to go out for a few drinks together when they returned to College to celebrate the Bellas win and Trebles second place or as Benji called it "second winning."
Finishing her conversation with her Father and Step Monster Beca turned back to face the Bellas and Trebles. She turned her head left and right scanning the familiar faces looking for one in particular. She smiled when she saw Jesse talking animatedly with Benji and Donald. Turning his head he saw Beca looking at him. Patting Benji on the shoulder he then walked towards her his eyes never leaving hers.
"So you watched The Breakfast Club?"
She shrugged "I may have. I also may have cried while I did or didn't watch it."
Smiling down at her he ran has hands down her arms and held her hands in his. "See the movication is working. We must continue."
'Nerd." She smiled.
"Weirdo." He whispered back. He frowned. "I'm a nerd, you're a weirdo. The perfect match."
"Oh god." She dropped her head and shook it.
"Hey you were the one you serenaded me infront of the whole aca-audience. It was aca-mazing. I almost aca-cried."
Her head snapped upwards "Please stop saying aca all the time."
He turned his head away dramatically. "I don't know if I can. I mean it sums up my aca-feelings perfectly." He turned his head to look at her. "Maybe I could be persuaded. Beca do you know anyone who could presuade me?"
Beca giggled. "You're an idiot."
He nodded "Yes I am and you like me anyway. You like me, you like me." He sang.
"Unless you want me to unlike you you should stop that."
"You couldn't unlike me if you tried."
"It's true I couldn't"
Jesse stared at her and a huge smile grew on his face.
"Did you bring any movies with you?"
"Pfft did John Williams score Schindler's list?"
She looked at him confused.
Stepping forward he helped her out. "Yes Jesse he did."
"Yes Jesse he did." She replied.
"Great, so tonight?"
Beca shook her head. "Let's go now."
"You sure?"
"Uh-huh." She took a deep breath. "I just want to spend time with you. I don't what to shut you out anymore." She bit her lip. Jesse could tell that had been hard for her to say.
"In that case Million dollar baby it would be my pleasure."
They smiled brightly at each other.
"Okay. I'll just." She jerked her head towards the Bellas.
"Nice lip action Beca." Fat Amy complimented as Beca reached the Bellas.
"Uh thanks." She placed her hands in her pockets and swung back and forth on her heels. "So I am going to hang out with Jesse tonight."
The Bellas smiled and told her to have a good night.
Except Fat Amy. "Get some!" She yelled way too loud.
Rolling her eyes Beca walked away. "Thanks ladies."
As she walked closer to Jesse he held his hand out for her.
"All good?"
"Uh huh." She nodded.
Walking out of the Lincoln Centre they turned right and headed to the Drake hotel where both of the Barden University groups were staying.
"You guys were really good Jesse."
"I know." He laughed. "Thank you. You mix was amazing." He stopped and turned to face her. "You were amazing."
She blushed and lowered her eyes.
Silently they walked hand in hand with each step getting them closer to the next movication.
"I didn't know Benji could sing like that."
"I did. I was shocked when he didn't get in. When Bumper left I knew that Benji just had to get a chance ya know?"
She looked up at him. How had I not noticed how swweet he was before? She of course had always known he was sweet but was only now realising just how much.
"So what movies did you bring with you?"
"Weeeeelll. High Fidelity, great music, it's about a guy who works in a music store. Moulin Rogue, it's set in Paris in the 1800's and has great remakes of established songs."
Beca couldn't help but smile at the excitement in his voice.
"Oh and Iron Man cos it rocks."
She laughed.
"And last but certainly not least Reservoir Dogs, great music and it's Quentin Tarantino so you know it's good."
"Yeah totally." Beca agreed having no idea what he just said.
"You have no idea what I said did you?"
"Something about a reservoir full of dogs?"
Jesse laughed. "It's a movie called Reservoir Dogs."
Beca shrugged. "Same thing."
Smiling he shook his head. "Whatever you say."
"Huh. I like that; whatever I say." She bumped his shoulder.
"Oh no no no that was not a blanket statement."
"We'll see."
A minute or so later they were walking into the foyer of The Drake Hotel.
"Hey can we swing by my room so I can change into something more comfortable?" Beca cringed when she realised how that sounded.
If Jesse noticed the uninteded sexual innuendo he didn't show it. "Yeah sure."
Arriving outside Beca's door she pulled the swipe card out of her pocket and opened the door. They were there less than 5 minutes. Beca changed into her favourite pair of black jeans and black long sleeved shirt with a red opened button down over the top. Grabbing her bag that contained her laptop and cell phone she was ready to go.
Two floors up they walked towards Jesse's room. As they stpped into the room Beca couldn't help but notice that there was only one bed.
"How come you're not sharing?"
"Oh there were two single rooms available so we all played paper scissors rock until only two people remained. I was one of them." He smile smugly, very proud of himself.
"Wow. How very mature of you."
"I know right." Jesse moved and began to set up his laptop. Beca just stood and watched him. She felt like kicking herself for pushing him away. No more she promised.
"Beca."
She looked up and saw that he was lying on the bed waiting for her.
"Come on." He patted the space on the oter side of the laptop.
Removing her shoes she walked towards the bed and sat on the otherside of the laptop in her usual movication spot.
"I picked High Fidelity. Figured you'd enjoy it the most."
"Kay."
Popping it into his laptop he pressed play and sank into the pillows behind him. As the movie began Beca found that she couldn't get comfortable. She wriggled and shuffled, huffing every so often.
Leaning forward Jesse paused the movie. "Ok. What's wrong?"
"I can't get comfortable." She groaned in frustration.
"Do you want another pillow?"
She shook her head. "Do you think." She cleared her throat. "Do you think that maybe you could come and sit next to me?" She said the last few words at a volume barely above a whisper.
He smiled at her. "I'd love to."
Jumping off the bed he walked around to the other side. Sitting down he shuffled closer to her.
"Hey." He whispered once his shoulder touched hers.
"Hi." She smiled brigtly at him. Leaning forward she grabbed the laptop, changed the angle on it slightly and pressed play. As she sat back and got herself comfortable she reached over, grabbed Jesse's hand and placed there intertwined fingers on her leg.
Jesse looked down at their joined hands and smiled. :Leaning towards her he whispered in her ear. "The main character likes music even more then you do."
Turning her head she looked up at him. "That's not possible." Taking a moment she realised how close their faces were, she could feel his breath on her faces.
He was pretty sure that his heart was beating abnormally face. Maybe he was having a heart attack? He couldn't think of a better way to die. Leaning closer he pressed his lips to hers. Removing his hand from hers he sunk his fingers into her hair.
Humming happily Beca pushed herself closer, she needed to be closer.
Kissing her was amazing. He'd wanted to do this for such a long time. Flicking his tongue out to run along her lips he groaned as her lips parted and her tongue touched his own. The kiss continued, their tongues dancing against each other.
Jesse's lungs began to constrict, screaming out for air. He pulled away from her but not too far away. Smiling he brushed a loose strand of hair from her face. "You've done that before haven't you?"
"Only with Luke." She replied nonchalantly.
His eyes narrowed. "That's not even funny."
"Oh come on. It's a little funny." Her big beautiful eyes blinked up at him.
"Okay maybe a little funny."
"Knew it." She whispered.
"I missed you." He confessed. Shortly after said confession he realised what he had said and started to internally freak out. What if it was too much too soon? what if she freaked and ran again? He looked at her, her face unreadable. He opened his mouth to brush off the comment but was interrupted.
"I missed you too."
He didn't reply, instead opting to briefly place his lips to hers. "Acapella boy kisses Accaplla girl." He whispered against her lips.
Beca pulled back slightly. "If you ever want to kiss Acapella girl again you'll stop saying that."
Jesse pretended to think for a moment.
Beca punched him on the leg.
"Ow ow. Okay, okay." He rubbed his leg. "Violent much. You're lucky that you're pretty." He smiled and kissed her head.
Rolling her eys she snuggled closer to him.
Just as John Cusack stood out in the rain at the payphone Jesse turned to look at Beca only to discover that she was asleep. Using his foot he closed his laptop before reaching and turning on the bedside lamp. The room was bathed in a soft light that made Beca look even more beautiful than usual. Carefully, trying not to wake her he shimmied left to try and remove himself from the arm that was slung over his stomach. He must have jostled the bed a little.
"Where goin?" A sleepy voice asked.
"Bathroom. I didn't mean to wake you."
She looked up at him. "Sokay." Shaking her head she pressed her arms into the matress and sat herself against the wall. "I missed the ending."
Jesse chuckled. "You always miss the ending." Not wating for a response he turned and walked into the bathroom.
Resting her head on the wall she closed her eyes, So much has happened this year. Joining the Bellas, leaving the Bellas, re-joining the Bellas, playing my music at the radio station and Jesse. She smiled; he was the best thing that had happened. She knew that now. No, she always knew but now she admitted it.
"What are you smiling about?"
Opening her eyes she looked at him. "You."
Jesse frowned and filted his head. "What about me?"
"Just how happy I am to be here. To have met you."
"Wow. Way to break a stereo type." He grinned. "The feeling is very much mutual by the way."
They smiled at each other like idiots but neither one seemed to mind. Beca broke the silence.
"So are you coming to bed or what?"
Jesse gasped in mock shock. "Beca Mitchell! Who do you think I am? I am not that kind of girl."
Beca couldn't help but laugh. After the laughter subsided she got under the covers. "I am just going to lie here and go to sleep. You can either join me or sleep standing up."
'Tough decision." Removing his shoes and socks he slid between the sheets and turned the light off. "No trying to get fresh young lady."
"Oh my god." She whispered not believing what he was saying. Turning to look at Jesse she noticed that he was right in front of her. His brown eyes were bright.
"Too close?"
She shook her head. "Perfect."
"Good." He kissed her sweetly on the lips.
She shuffled closer placing her head on his chest.
A little while later Jesse began to run his fingers up and down her armr singing Don't you forget about me from The Breakfast Club.
Beca smiled into his chest. Yeah they were going to be just fine.
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