The Seed - Chapter 1 - A love story
Universal Pictures owns all rights of Pitch Perfect…I only own the idea of this alternate universe love story.
A/N: In this tale Jesse does not attend Barden. He and Beca will eventually meet but on much different circumstances. This AU story starts off during Freshman year, the evening of the ICCA semi-finals and will be told through Beca's POV. With two fandoms being represented, this fic will span a period of about ten years.
M rated for language and mature scenes. Kleenex alert! This one may tug at your heart.
This is my entry to the Valentine's Day challenge. Inspired by Heart's 1990 song titled "All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You".
Barden University - Atlanta, GA - 2012
The day started off like all others; I woke up and pried myself out of my tiny uncomfortable excuse for a bed, attended boring courses, put in a few hours at the radio station and then got ready for the ICCA semi-finals. Heading out wearing the Bella's ridiculous looking flight attendant uniform, I passed by the radio station on the way to our rental van and heard a familiar song blaring from the external speakers.
He was playing my music!
My boss was manning the DJ booth and playing my song. It was about friggin' time! I'd interned for Barden's British bad boy for months; he was easy on the eyes and looked to be chiseled out of stone with the best physique I had ever seen. Regularly dropping off flash drives hoping that someday he would listen to my mixes, that day had finally arrived. After a quick stop to WBUJ to acknowledge the fact that all of Barden was now hearing my tunes, this had turned into a pretty good day.
Luke said my mix was solid and invited me to join him at some DJ gig he was already attending, to check out some local talent.
Was he asking me out?
Under normal circumstances I would have jumped at the opportunity to go out with him, however with my commitment as a Bella, and the semi's being the same night, I had to decline his offer.
ICCA's - Semi-Finals
If I had to sing Aubrey's pathetic outdated estrogen filled set one more time, I was going to show that pukemeister captain of mine just how violent an involuntary protein spill could really be. It was probably not the best idea I'd ever had but after watching the audience nod off during our performance, I needed to give the Bellas a fighting chance, so I added Titanium to the set which seemed to bring interest to the judges and life back into the crowd. Thinking that I'd done something good on behalf of the group, as soon as we left the stage, I was surprised to be verbally attacked by that Aca-nazi herself and literally pushed into a corner.
"This is not the Beca show! " She lashed out at me while putting my friends on the spot, making them choose between the Bella way or the highway. "I told you she wasn't a Bella."
Aubrey was right, I never was a Bella in the traditional sense and probably never would be. This was just to satisfy my father's condition so he would keep his promise and help me relocate to Los Angeles.
"If this is what I get for trying..." Having put myself out there for the good of the group, it was clearly not appreciated, so I stormed off and called the one person who actually wanted me around tonight.
Having hailed a cab, I headed back to my dorm only to find my roommate Kimmy Jin, hosting a Wii party.
How fucking special...
After a quick change into a pair of skinny black jeans, low cut tank, button down shirt, leather boots and jacket, I reinserted my trademark ear-spike, applied my usual dark make-up and styled my hair down the way I normally wear it. Within a matter of minutes I had transformed myself from that dorky looking acapella singing nerd back to the snarky freshman with the bad attitude and alt-girl image. As I left my dorm I'd taken notice that in the time it took me to change, Kimmy Jin's friends had multiplied like rabbits.
How did she do that?
I called for a cab, and within a matter of minutes I was on my way to Barden's trendiest hangout.
The Garage
While standing in line, I contemplated all that had transpired tonight. I'd walked out on the Bellas, pretty much destroying the friendships I'd worked so hard to build since the beginning of the semester. No longer being a Bella I knew I would miss Chloe, Stacie and Amy for they'd become important figures in my life and I'd failed my father for quitting the group like a bad habit. With my chances of living in L.A. slipping away I'd decided tonight would be the night to cut loose and forget all my problems and doubts.
"Hey! Is everything okay?" Luke asked, coming into sight, bringing me out of my fog.
"Yeah...I'm just done with those girls." My response earned me a nod of understanding as he reached for my hand, plucking me from the line just outside the nightclub.
"Oh! It's okay, she's with me." He informed the bouncer, as he put his hand on the small of my back and guided me into the establishment.
Once inside, I noticed a decent size crowd of college students mingling with club music pumping through large speakers being cued up by a female DJ with pink spiked hair. Almost immediately a red solo cup filled with some kind of alcohol filled abomination was handed to me as Luke brought us to a clearing.
"Music is music...the acapella stuff is just upsetting." He carried on, taking a sip from his cup.
I used to agree with the Brit but after experiencing competition first hand, I had to admit it wasn't all that bad.
"Yeah...when it's done right, it's actually pretty great." My comment disappointed him as I defended a form of music he seemed to have no respect for.
"Um...great is what you're doing." He added, giving me one of his sexy smiles. "Listen...spring break in the booth, I want you to take the night shift. Play your own music...do whatever you want but the booth's all yours Becky."
URGH! Will this guy ever get my name right?
"It's Beca." I corrected him, sighing deeply.
"What?"
"My name isn't Becky, it's...Beca."
"Well that's weird...why didn't you say anything?" He asked, wondering why I had never corrected him before.
"I. Don't. Know." I finally admitted, blushing. "Why did you decide to play my music anyway?"
"Well, I finally listened to it and decided it had a sick beat."
"You really liked it?" I asked, needing just a little more reinforcement.
"Like I said earlier...it's solid." He reiterated, turning his attention to the current disc jockey queuing music for the many soon-to-be inebriated guests. "The DJ here does a decent job, but yours...it's better." He praised.
"Yeah it is." My modesty earned me another smile as he showed off his perfect pearly whites.
Needing my ego stroked after the way my former acapella captain attacked me in front of the Bellas, tonight might be exactly what the doctor prescribed.
After several more solo cups, Luke introduced me to his friends and then pulled me to the dance floor. I didn't really like to dance but what my boss had in mind was more like grinding. Letting myself enjoy the moment with his strong hands lingering on my waist and lips nuzzling at my neck, I could feel myself becoming more drawn to him. After a while we were practically joined at the hip, and with my arms gravitating around his neck, our lips unexpectedly met in a sensual kiss. With my head spinning, I just couldn't get enough of him as my tongue explored his delectable mouth. We made a spectacle of ourselves but didn't care as our impromptu make-out session continued through several music sets.
"You wanna leave?" He whispered in my ear as we finally pulled apart. I nodded slowly as he smiled and guided us to the exit where a cab had already been waiting. The second we were seated Luke gave the driver his address and was immediately all over me like white on rice, pinning me beneath him and letting his hands wander.
Barden University
After a short drive we arrived on campus and were let out in front of Luke's building. After paying the driver I playfully hopped onto Luke's back as he practically sprinted to his dorm while we cackled like a couple of pubescents in heat. Once inside he set me down and immediately I was sandwiched between his body and the door as it was slammed shut.
"You don't have a roommate." I observed breaking off the kiss, looking around and welcomed the privacy.
"Nope...post grads get the option of bunking alone. No more bloody roommates cramping my style." He explained, taking my jacket. "Can I get you something love?" He asked with that sexy British accent of his that turned my insides into a pile of goo.
"Um...no. I'm good." I responded nervously, biting my lip. "So, now what?" I asked as I fidgeted with my fingers.
Sensing my nervousness, Luke took me by the hand and brought us to his couch.
"Relax doll...I'm not a monster. Let's just sit over here and chill. You don't have to do anything you don't want to." He explained, trying to put me at ease. "But I won't lie, I've had a thing for you since the day you walked into my station with your tight jeans and low cut tops. I've often wondered what you were hiding under all that plaid." He teased, with his eyes lingering on my chest.
"All you had to do was ask." I flirted back with my confidence building as I motioned closer, not knowing or even caring if it was really me or the solo cups talking.
"Alright mate. I'm asking."
I smirked at his request and slowly unbuttoned and removed my blouse so all I was left wearing was a snug fitting low cut tank. His eyes were immediately drawn to my cleavage, full of desire and need.
"Your turn." I challenged back.
Without hesitation he removed his grey v neck t-shirt and exposed his six pack abs then inched closer to me. With my body responding to his, I repositioned myself so I was straddling his lap and brought his face into my chest. Inhaling my scent, he began to kiss the swells of my breasts while nuzzling the valley in between, grabbing my ass and pulling me flush to him. As his lips sought mine, I was soon lost in the moment and began to rub against his hardened cock.
"This isn't exactly how I planned the night to go, but I'm not complaining." He managed to say between desperate open mouthed kisses. "Tell me what you want." He whispered, massaging my tongue with his own, exploring my mouth.
"Touch me." I responded breathlessly and guided his hands to my breasts, arching my back to give him better access as I pressed myself further into his palms.
His hands were strong as my pliant mounds were squeezed and thoroughly massaged. Groaning at the sensation, my nipples stiffened as the pads of his thumbs swept over them. Feeling my skin strain against the offensive material I freed my tank from the confines of my jeans. "Help me take this off." I urged, and raised my arms.
"With pleasure love." And my tank was lifted above my head, leaving me in just a skimpy black underwire bra. He ogled at my chest, and moved the straps off to the side to rain kisses on my bare shoulders as my breasts began to heave, but it wasn't enough, he wanted more. "May I?" He asked politely. Waiting patiently for my consent, I gave him one of my signature smirks and nodded. Reaching around me Luke fumbled with the clasp, making me chuckle at his frustration.
"Blimey fuck!"
"Here...let me." I snickered and reached behind to release the clasp, letting the delicate material fall off of my shoulders. Like a kid in a candy store, his eyes widened as he gazed upon me with wonder and appreciation.
"Beautiful." He purred, lightly fingering the newly exposed flesh, bringing my nubs to a heightened state of arousal as my breath became more hitched.
Cupping my breasts, his hands were smooth as my twin peaks were pinched between his digits then guided into his warm inviting mouth. Hearing the slurping action he feasted on one tit and tweaked the other while my eyes rolled back with ecstasy. Eliciting moans from me, I was on the cusp of letting go as I was licked, nibbled and sucked on in the most delicious manner. Loving the sensation of his mouth on me, it still wasn't enough, I needed more. Combing my fingers through his short blonde hair, I let out a gasp as he switched to the other breast and gave it the same lavish attention it desired.
I wasn't a stranger to sex but it had been a while and my partners were limited to a select few, with the last being on prom night. With the way things were headed there was no doubt in my mind he wouldn't be stopping any time soon, nor did I want him to. After a stressful night, the desire to be wanted and appreciated was overwhelming and something I needed from the night's consensual lovemaking.
"Bed." I whispered.
With Luke stopping his ministrations, I was lifted into his arms and deposited onto his full size bed. Taking the time to turn on some mood music and light an aromatic candle, the mood was down-right romantic.
Who knew the Brit had it in him?
"Are you sure about this?" He asked as I sat up, running my fingers down the most perfect physique I had only had a glimpse of previously. Licking my lips I lunged forward, wrapped my arms around his neck and captured his lips in a passion filled kiss while pressing my breasts against his pecs and craving more contact.
"I'm sure." I breathed and deepened the kiss. "I want this."
"Good...then let's get you out of these clothes so I can worship the rest of your body."
Oh God! Yes...
With my jeans and panties removed, I watched intently as Luke had ridden himself of the rest of his garments and opened a drawer to remove a box of prophylactics.
"Don't bother unless you're carrying some kind of disease." I said, propping myself up on my elbows. "I'm on the pill."
"Are you not the most perfect woman?" He beamed.
"I wouldn't go that far." I retorted, giving him another signature smirk. "Do you have anything I need to worry about?"
"No mate...I'm clean but have the feeling things are about to get dirty." He joked and practically attacked me, covering my body with his own as I was dutifully kissed. "You're so fucking sexy Beca. I've been wanting this for so long."
Continuing to kiss and nibble on my neck, shivers shot down my spine as my heart rate soared through the roof, and when his fingers trailed over my breasts they stiffened, begging for more attention. Lowering his head to my chest he didn't keep them waiting and closed his lips around an stiffened nipple, pulling it into his mouth, sucking vigorously, then releasing with a pop as my breast retracted in place. He repeated this process several times alternating between the two causing my center to lubricate in preparation for deep penetration. Still enamored with my chest, I felt his hand between my thighs and swipe between the folds. It was almost embarrassing by the amount of moisture pooling down south as he manipulated my bundle of nerves. I chose not to give a fuck and let him carry on as he didn't bat an eyelid; if anything my lust spurred him on. Kissing down my body he positioned himself lower and hooked my legs over his shoulders, and suddenly there was only one thought in my mind.
He was going in…
Giving me a look between that of mischief and seduction, he nestled himself lower and breathed in my scent. Spreading my thighs wider, my ass was gripped as he licked my slit from back to front sending me into an instant frenzy as I groaned and squirmed uncontrollably while he made a meal of me. Sucking my clit into his mouth I grabbed at the sheets and tried desperately to hold back my imminent release as his tongue massaged my most sensitive point. As if that wasn't enough, he inserted two long digits inside and pumped me while my clit was being aggressively worked on by that talented muscle of his.
Unable to hold back any longer, I let go and splintered into a million pieces yelling out as he continued to stretch my opening and drink in my nectar. Breathless and not yet recovered from my release he withdrew his fingers, took his erection in hand and gently guided the oozing tip to my drenched aperture. Getting my first look at his verticality I was a little unnerved by its generous size as he slowly pushed his way inside, stretching me beyond capacity as my body amazingly accepted it, taking him all the way in. With closed eyes, I winced in pain as my walls widened around him to accommodate his size.
"You're so tight! You okay?" He asked softly, with his elbows resting on both sides of my head, kissing me passionately as his hips rotated against mine.
"Yeah. It's been a while" I breathed. "Just go slow."
Any discomfort was soon replaced by pleasure as he withdrew all the way then propelled back in so I could become more accustomed to his proportion and meet his increasing pace. It felt good but it wasn't quite what I needed.
"Babe...help me up." My voice was breathy as I made him withdraw so I can maneuver myself on top. "I wanna ride you."
"Oh hell yeah!" He practically cheered, steadying me by my hips, then carefully lowered me onto his massive length.
With my hands on his six pack abs for leverage, he squeezed my dangling breasts as I jockied him like a thoroughbred champion at the Preakness Stakes.
It was deeper this way as I felt him strike parts of me that I'd only dreamed of before, sending shocks of electricity throughout my body and beads of sweat to form all over.
Damn! He felt good...
"Fuck!" He purred, and thrust his hips upward making us both grunt in unison. "Is this better?"
Unable to verbalize anything, I nodded in approval and moaned with each pulse as I felt something building deep from within. Changing my vantage point meant I could feel his balls bounce against me, and with his hands on my hips the slapping sound of skin made us groan even louder.
"I'm not going to last." I forewarned breathing heavily and sat straight up. On the precipice of completely coming apart, my back fully arched as I exploded, yelling out as my climax ripped through me.
With several more thrusts from my partner, I was surfing the sensual wave of glory. Sitting up Luke pulled me into a teeth crashing kiss then pushed me onto my back, not losing our connection as he mercilessly pounded into me. My orgasm continued to consume me as my body pulsed on its own, catapulting me into orbit, I was so close to blacking out.
"Fuck Beca! You're squeezing so tight." He whined as he continued to fuck me like I'd never been fucked before.
Stilling himself, he took the time to massage my clit then started rolling his hips, expertly locating my G-spot and striking it repeatedly as sweat poured off of us both.
"Come for me again love. You're so beautiful like this." His encouragement being the most seductive voice I'd ever heard.
And that's pretty much all it took. Losing all sense of self, I grunted out obscenities, began to shake all over as my back arched off the bed signifying yet another powerful orgasm tearing me apart. With my walls violently pulsing on their own, Luke chased his own release, yelled out something British that I had never heard of and spilled his warm seed deep into my depths. Continuing its involuntary contractions, my body seized his member like a boa constrictor would grip its prey and milked him for all he had until there was nothing left but two satiated young adults basking in their afterglow.
Laying side by side looking up at the ceiling we were hot, sweaty and breathless. After several more minutes, Luke decided to break the silence as I covered my face, not quite believing what had just happened between us.
"Wow! That was bloody brilliant!" He beamed. "Where did you learn to shag like that?" I blushed at his complimentary words.
"If you must know I had a boyfriend in high school who taught me a few things." I finally admitted removing my hands from my face.
"What ever happened to the poor sap?"
"The asshole cheated on me with my best friend." The thought of the prick stirred up bad memories and made me feel self conscious as all of a sudden I wanted to cover myself up.
"You've got to be kidding. What a fucking wanker. You're bloody amazing mate!"
"Thank you for that but I should go." My walls decided it was time to rise as I started to shut down emotionally like I had been doing all my life.
"What!?" He questioned me and turned onto his side so he was facing me. "No way! You're staying right here. Besides it's late...I'll take you back to your dorm in the morning."
"Fine." Letting out a deep breath. "Whatever."
"Hey...what's this?" He asked, stroking the side of my face. "You okay?"
"Oh yeah...it's not you." I responded giving him the brush off.
"Then what is it?" He asked as I turned on my side to face him.
"You wouldn't understand. You already told me earlier you thought acapella wasn't really music." I paused with a sigh and looked at him. "I actually liked it and made some pretty good friends, but I doubt they'll ever speak with me again. I was so angry tonight, that I walked out and abandoned them. God...I'm such a loser."
"You are not!" He countered, motioned closer and kissed me softly. "I wasn't going to say anything, but I was at tonight's performance and thought you were bloody brilliant."
"What? You saw that?" I shook my head in disbelief. "I can't believe you were there."
"Yeah...I was there." He responded warmly bringing me closer to him. "Those girls need you. The Bellas are nothing without your talent."
"Yeah...right." I deadpanned with a side order of sarcasm. "Tell that to Aubrey...she can't stand me."
"If it'll help get you back in...I will."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah...anything for you doll."
"You would really do that for me?" I asked, full of surprise and completely seeing Luke in a different light. Nodding with that sexy smile of his, my heart swelled as I pressed my lips to his. When we pulled apart I suddenly had the desire to do something. "Turn over on your back." I ordered and grabbed a band from my bag to put my hair up with.
Knowing very well what I had in mind, he rested on his back and propped himself up on his elbows. Hovering over him on my hands and knees I reached between my thighs, gathered our combined fluids and coated his semi erect cock. Repeating this process until there was a sheen of moisture all around him.
"Fuck, that's hot!" He breathed, closing his eyes and groaned softly.
"Open your eyes babe...I want you to watch."
Slowly working the shaft from top to bottom, paying extra attention to the main vein I brought him to full attention in no time. Appreciating his impressive specimen, I noticed that he was circumcised, very smooth and easily nine, maybe ten inches when fully erect, not quite believing I'd had that inside me previously. Positioning myself between his legs I bent downward and gave his tip a quick lick, collecting the clear pre-cum making its way to the surface and onto my tongue. Swirling it around in my mouth, I closed my eyes and moaned softly enjoying his flavor mixed with my own. When I opened my eyes I observed him watching me intently as I smiled, closed my lips around his erection and took him inside. He gasped as I took him further in, sucking and massaging him with my tongue while manipulating his balls at the same time. I bobbed my head slowly and maintained eye contact at all times, tasting more escaping pre-cum as he got closer to his finale.
"God that's good!" He purred as his mouth formed an 'O'. "I'm gonna come!" Practically panting he was on the verge of a complete meltdown so I stopped and pulled away. His eyes widened with shock and his mouth agape at my sudden withdrawal.
"Oh no babe. Not yet." I teased and licked the entire length of his throbbing cock making him shudder. "I'm not done playing with you." And gently sucked and licked his balls making him grip the sheets. Giving his testes a final kiss, I worked his shaft more with my hands while I licked and nibbled at his length. He was completely mesmerized as the tip of my tongue barely touched his slit inviting more clear fluid to escape.
"Beca!" He craved relief as desperation raked over him as I needed to help rid him of his distress. "Please! You're killing me!" He urged.
"Okay...you asked for it." I tantalized him as my lips circled his soft tip and gently sucked the juice from his leaking slit. I gripped the base as I lowered my mouth onto him and closed my eyes taking him in as far as I could go. Hitting the back of my throat a little too hard, my gag reflex kicked in but I didn't stop my bobbing rhythm as he was literally on the verge of coming apart. Starting to squirm beneath me, his sheets were shredded in response to my intense sucking.
"AAARRRRGGGHHHH!" He finally blew like Mount Vesuvius sending a complete balanced meal with all the trimmings down my throat to be digested and absorbed into my body later. Drinking him in, every last drop was consumed as I slowly removed myself from his rapidly softening member.
Still shaking from his earth shattering climax, I climbed my way up his body and placed a kiss to his quivering lips.
I'd only done this with one other partner but after what Luke had said, I wanted to pleasure him the best way I knew how.
"You okay babe?" I asked chuckling, satisfied with my erm...performance.
"I'm better than okay." He raved on, radiating from the best blow job of his existence. "Where in bloody hell did you learn-"
"-That's not important." My abrupt response caught him off guard. "I reserve that skill for those I deem very special so consider yourself lucky."
"Thank you love...I do and I also meant what I said earlier. You're top brass." He praised pulling me flush against him, wrapping his arms around me and peppering the side of my face with tiny kisses. "Let's get some sleep."
During the course of the evening and well into morning, my cell phone literally blew up with a slew of text messages, but being so preoccupied with Luke, I didn't receive them until the next day.
Chloe: "Are you okay? Kimmy Jin said you never came home."
Amy: "Hey flat butt! Where are yooz?"
Stacie: "We need to talk. I'm hearing some rumors."
Cynthia Rose: "Beca...you have to come back. Aubrey's crazy. We need you."
Chloe: "C'mon...I'm really worried. Please call or text me!"
Amy: "Shawshank! Are you in the slammer again?"
Benji: "I hope you're okay. We're all worried. Please let me know if you need anything."
Lily: "Squeak!"
Stacie: "Okay...I'm just going to come right out and ask. Are you fucking Luke?"
Chloe: "I'm sorry Beca but we went to your father. Nobody's heard from you since semi's. Please call me!"
Aubrey: "I'm still pissed at you but I heard you've gone missing. Please let us know you're okay."
Dad: "Becs...are you in trouble? Your friends stopped by my class this morning looking for you. Please do your old man a favor and call me."
The following morning I found myself stirring, still laid out on Luke's chest and wrapped in his muscular arms. Who knew the tattooed bad boy was such a cuddler? With my head pounding, I also had the worst case of cotton mouth.
"Good morning love." He spoke softly, kissing the top of my head. "It's past nine...you awake?"
Not in the greatest mood, I merely grunted a response which made him chuckle.
"Could it be that Beca Mitchell is not a morning person? You're looking a bit knackered there." He goaded on.
"No...I'm not!" I mumbled back. "I hate mornings!"
"Even after a good shagging?" He teased as I slowly raised my head to look at him. "I've never felt better!" He added, being chipper as ever.
Swell...he was a fucking morning person...
"Well you're not the one who feels like they've been riding a mechanical bull for the last three days." Looking into his eyes he was full of amusement. "So...is this it? Was this a one-time thing?" I asked with trepidation.
"How could you even assume that?" He defensively inquired. "I really like you Beca and would like to think we're together now especially after the way you-"
"- Please!" I interrupted, holding my hand up in protest. "Just don't! I get it...really." My reaction to his comment cracked him up. "Dude...I like you too, and last night was fucking awesome, but I don't do relationships."
"I've got news for you...neither do I but we're a good pair of chums and we make sense." He continued on trying to convince me. "I'd like to make this a regular thing if you're up to it."
"What are you saying? Like go on dates and be your girlfriend?"
"Yeah...why not? I kinda liked waking up with you in my arms." Bringing my lips up to meet his, I'm kissed softly. "I may never let you go."
Taking in Luke's words, he was correct. This wasn't just about sex, it may have started out that way, but he and I wanted the same things and even had similar life goals. With music in our blood we had the makings of a good team in the DJ booth and in between the sheets.
"Okay." I caved in not really knowing where this would lead to and decided it was a good time to take a leap of faith. "No promises but...I'll give it a try."
After another round of lovemaking to seal the deal, I was escorted back to my dorm and found a few Bellas waiting inside my room.
Damn that Kimmy Jin for not warning me they were there!
After a brief introduction, Luke bid the girls farewell and stepped outside with me.
"You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah...I'm good...I can handle them." I responded with a genuine smile. "Thank you for last night, and for this morning." Rolling my eyes I shook my head in disbelief.
"Anytime mate. I meant what I said Beca, I really want us to be together, and not just for shagging."
"Me too." I finally admitted as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me fervidly. Feeling his smile against my lips I couldn't help but to smile in return.
"I better get inside before Amy starts digging through my shit." My comment cracked him up as he pulled me tighter against his hard abs.
"You better go then...I'll see you at work." He said, giving me one last kiss, leaving me to face the interrogation alone.
Watching him walk away I couldn't believe that less than twenty-four hours ago I, Beca Mitchell, hater of relationships and all things relating to marriage and commitment had entered into a relationship with one fine looking specimen that I also happened to work for. As he was about to turn the corner, Luke looked back and caught me staring, which brought me out of my fog. Acknowledging him a smile and nod, I took a deep breath, gripped the door handle and entered my room.
"Um...sorry about that." I said, closing the door behind me.
"So that's where you've been all this time." The ginger concluded and shook her head in disbelief. "I can't believe you're sleeping with your boss."
"Chloe...it's not like that." Defending myself I tried to explain. "I was very upset last night and Luke was there for me. We had a few drinks and then things just sort of happened."
"So flat butt, you smashing your back out with the Brit eh?"
"What the hell does that even mean?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
"You know...cop a root, giving him a wristy...a gobby even?"
"Guys...help me out here. What the hell is she saying?" I asked, posing the question to a sea of confused faces.
"Beats the shit out of me. I've never understood her." Chloe added, cracking up.
"So the rumors are true." Stacie concluded, ignoring her friends and getting right to it.
"What are you talking about?"
"Apparently after your less than graceful exit last night at semi's you guys were seen all over each other at The Garage, and then left together. It's all over campus." The busty brunette explained as she whipped out a nail file. "So what's the deal with you two?"
"Nothing...I mean, I don't know." Exhaling deeply I continued. "I intern for the guy but we're also friends and now we've...you know."
"Yeah...we know! You, my dear, can use a shower." Chloe admitted, winking at me. Smirking at the ginger's words, I just nodded and turned a bright shade of red.
"Ooh...yeah! A cheeky root for sure." The chubby blonde continued her Aussie slang.
"Amy!" We all yelled at the same time. "Speak English!"
"Where's the fun in that? In Tasmania I once won the honor of best poet and didn't even know it...with teeth." She finished with a big grin showing off her orbit worthy chompers.
With my eyes rolling to the heavens, I sighed deeply.
"Somebody please remind me again why she's here?" It was more of a rhetorical question as we all busted up, lightening the mood.
"Beca, we're your friends and won't judge you...right Chloe?" Stacie added, giving our favorite redhead the stink eye. "How do you feel about this guy?"
Thinking back to our night of passion I can honestly say Luke was more giving than receiving and putting my needs ahead of his own. Being strong but gentle and making sure I was okay was something I wasn't accustomed to, and then being held in his arms all night made me realize what we had shared was more than a meaningless one-night stand. Taking a seat on my bed I forgot about my soreness and winced in pain, blushing as the girls noticed my discomfort.
"That good...huh?" Stacie observed, eliciting snickers from the girls while I just looked down in embarrassment, trying not to let on that it was the best sex I'd ever had.
"Guys...this doesn't leave the room." They acknowledged me with a nod as I continued with my eyes cast downward. "You know I don't do relationships...but after last night...well, Luke and I are together."
"Oh, my God!" Chloe squealed. "You guys are actually dating? That's aca-awesome!"
Yeah...she was right. Luke turned out to be an amazing boyfriend. With his encouragement and my father's guidance, I was able to get back with the Bellas, take over as captain and lead us to countless victories including winning the ICCA's three consecutive years in a row.
In my Sophomore year, I was promoted to assistant manager of the radio station and continued to work closely with Luke making plans for the future in regards to our mutual business pursuits. Our relationship flourished well into my Junior year as we admitted our love for one another and ended up spending more nights together than apart. During my Senior year, we moved into an apartment just off campus as Luke was graduating with his Masters in Business Administration and me with my Bachelor's degree. This was also the year Barden received its first invite to compete on an international level in Copenhagen. It was there, in Europe that Luke, my father and a certain number of Bellas conspired against me with a surprise proposal of marriage.
Who would have thought after that crazy night in 2012, would be the beginning of this roller coaster ride, and years later I would be living the dream in the City of Angels with my best friend, business partner and husband all wrapped into one.
Looking back to that special day, we wouldn't have changed a thing. Keeping things simple but intimate, neither of us wanted anything too elaborate and only invited our families and closest friends to witness our union. Opting for a candlelight ceremony at a nearby manor, we exchanged vows that brought us joyful tears that would forever change us as we intertwined our lives together.
For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward, until death do us part.
Little did we know this would become the anthem of our lives.
To be continued...
