A/N: Hello all you fanfictioners. This was a Valentine's Day challenge issued by the wonderful cajunqueen714. This is my first time writing a song fic, please be kind. Song inspired Jeca one-shot about Break-Ups, Hook Ups or One Night Stands. My song choice is: Wilson Phillips 'This Doesn't Have to be Love'. Disclaimer: I don't own the group, the song, the characters or the movie. I own the mistakes I may have made. As usual, I wish to thank you all for your support and encouragement that gets me through. Thank you waatp for bouncing my idea.

[ICCA'S Semi Finals]

Backstage

Walking off stage as the crowd's applause died down, the Bellas were smiling after an interesting performance where Beca had changed the set list, Aubrey, however, was fuming and on the attack. The blonde barreled through the other girls to catch up to Beca.

"What the hell Beca? Were you trying to screw us up?" Aubrey said with her face flushed, looking a bit distraught. Beca whipped her head around immediately upon hearing Aubrey yell her name. Take back aback by her comment, Beca scowled at Aubrey.

"Are you serious?"

"Newsflash! This isn't the Beca show!" She stated without breaking eye contact. All the Bellas were in complete shock at the battle between the two. Beca shook her head quickly in disbelief.

"Ok. I'm sorry that I messed you up but, in case you hadn't noticed, everybody pretty much dozed off during our set." The words kept flying back and forth between the two as the others remained silent. Aubrey pretty much told Beca how her attitude sucked and how she was a Grade A pain in her ass and she knew she was hooking up with Jesse. And then to make matters worse, Beca heard Jesse's voice behind her.

"Whoa, woah, Aubrey calm down. We're not hooking up, I swear." Beca twirled around quicker than a jackhammer breaking the ground to pieces.

"JESUS CHRIST! That's perfect, of course you're here right now. I don't need your help ok? Can you back off?" Beca's words sliced through Jesse like a ripe tomato. Jesse stood astonished, not being able to form any words. His face had a numb like feature. Beca said her final statement to the Bellas end exited the building.

[Spring Break]

Since Kimmy-Jin left, she had her dorm room to herself. Also, Luke gave her the run of the booth during this time and she could play her mixes. Beca, being alone during this time, certainly gave her a lot to think about. After what happened at Semi's, Jesse was definitely on her mind as well. Their "friendship" had seen a few bumps. Beca's head was clouded. This sweet guy had given her the attention that she deserved and she knew she didn't treat him in the same way. There was something there…or was there?

During working hours, she took out the Breakfast Club Soundtrack and actually listened to it. She remembered the little movie both her and Jesse shared briefly in her dorm room. That was the night they almost kissed. Almost.

Softly, love is standing here with its demands

(Tell me what you want from me, you want from me)

Slowly, I think I'm letting go of all my plans

(Tell me where we're goin to, we're goin to)

Why, why am I afraid to give into this

Why am I afraid?

Sitting in her room watching the movie on her laptop, the tears started to fall, not only because of the movie but because of the feelings stirring inside her. Her mind was clouded. She missed Jesse. She MISSED him. Needing to do something about this feeling, Beca picked up her phone and called Jesse.

Voicemail 1: "Hey, it's me. I'm sorry Jess. I…I shouldn't have yelled at you. Call me back so we can talk ok? Bye."

Voicemail 2: "It's Beca, Jesse. Call me back. I know you're mad, we need to talk. Bye."

Voicemail 3: "Ok. I get it. Jesse, this isn't like you, just call me back already."

Voicemail 4: "Hey, it's me Beca…your friend. Look Jesse, I miss you. Don't be like that man. What the fuck dude? Are you seriously going to ignore me? Whatever! Bye Jesse!"

At this point, Beca was mad and just threw her phone across the room. She shouldn't feel anything. This wasn't Beca (I shut everybody out) Mitchell. She put her face in her hands and shook her head. She knew she'd just have wait it out. Spring Break was almost over. In a day or two, she could just walk to his dorm and try to talk to him again.

This doesn't have to be love

But it's all I can feel, it's all that I fear.

This doesn't have to be anything at all,

So hard to fall (from this high above)

But do we have to call it love?

[Back on Campus]

Early evening on a Tuesday, Beca grabbed her jacket and headed towards Jesse's dorm. She was a bit nervous trying to figure out what she wanted to say to him. After a brisk 15 minute walk, she stood outside his room 334 and knocked lightly.

"Jesse, I know you're in there. I can smell popcorn." A moment of silence, Beca smiled and tapped her hand on the door again, this time speaking in a softer tone. "Jesse, come on. Open up." He opened the door and had a blank face as she stared at her.

"Hey, I…I tried to call you. Left you a bunch of messages." Beca said with a sad look in her eyes.

"Yeah, I got 'em." Jesse answered flatly. Beca apologized because Aubrey makes her crazy. Going back and forth, Jesse finally revealed a bit to Beca.

"You push away anyone who could possible care about you. Why is that?" Jesse asked sincerely. Beca simply didn't know. Jesse sighed, he couldn't take whatever was or wasn't going on with them. It became a little too much for him to bare. Even with a last soft plea of his name from Beca's tongue didn't stop him from closing the door in her face. This was a reality check for her. Beca simply walked away thinking of what she could do to gain his trust back.

Late Wednesday morning, Beca found herself skipping classes. She hadn't slept much the night before. Things were pretty fucked up. She'd left the Bellas and now she and Jesse weren't speaking. Even though it has been rough, Beca thought to drop by her dad's place. She needed somebody to talk to. That's how she ended up at the front door of Dr. Mitchell's place.

She talked about how she really liked the Bellas and she was just not sure what she did or didn't feel about Jesse. Her father not really having the right to question why she quit. Uncertainty is one of the hardest things to comprehend.

Sighing with a breathless laugh "What do I do?" looking at her dad for answers.

"Well, that's up to you." Dr. Mitchell stated. Beca bit the inside of her cheek and looked out the window.

I hold back, from everything I really want to say

(Should I let my guards down, my guards down, my guards down)

I don't, I don't make commitments that could break

(Maybe it's just too late, it's just too late)

I, I'm so afraid to give into this

I'm so afraid, Oh

Beca sat in her dorm, pulled out a paper and pen to begin writing a letter to Jesse. She was not good at expressing her feelings, so writing a letter seemed easier. She was grateful that her roommate Kimmy-Jin wasn't there to stare daggers at her.

Her mind was still clouded. Doubtful. She was not used to...whatever this feeling was inside. In the beginning, he was just some nerdy guy trying to grab her attention with silly movie references. They worked together at the station and it was pretty cool. Got to know a little bit about each other. But then, something changed. What? She didn't even know. Until now. She pressed the pen against the paper and began to write.

Dear Jesse,

I don't even know where to begin really. What I do know Jesse, is that I'm really sorry for the way I've treated you. You didn't deserve it. I don't do things like this. I mean, I don't have many friends; certainly don't do relationships. You already know by now I shut people out...it's just easier. But then there's you. You, Jesse Swanson. What the fuck is it about you? You've somehow used super powers and wormed your way in. I can't help but smile when you're around. Don't get me started with laughing and giggling. Giggling, Jesse! I don't fucking giggle! Hell, at Regionals...I punched that Tone hanger in the face for you. For YOU! Something inside me snapped! Let me just explain something to you, so you can understand where I'm coming from. You know something's wrong when your parents are constantly fighting day in and day out. When I was 15, my parents got a divorce. As a teenager, it can be pretty devastating. So this is basically why I keep to myself and drown myself in my music, because it won't let me down. So you see Jesse, this kind of shit is new to me. You just have to understand, it's about my comfort zone. You said to me you're done with whatever this is…I don't know what the hell this is Jesse. Christ Jesse, if you can't take me at my worst, then you don't deserve me at my best.

I don't even know what we are weirdo,

Beca

After signing the letter, Beca folded the letter and placed it in an envelope and sealed it. She decided in the morning she would drop it off at Jesse's. She climbed in bed, put her headphones on and let the music take her away.

This doesn't have to be love

But it's all I can feel, it's all that I fear

This doesn't have to be anything at all,

So hard to fall (from this high above)

But do we have to call it love?

Beca knew Jesse's schedule, which helped so she can walk back to his dorm and slip the letter under his door. Whatever the outcome would be, she'd be fine with that. At least she knew she tried. Beca glanced at the clock, 9:00am, Jesse had already left for classes. She grabbed her jacket and headed over to his place. During the 15 minute walk, she started doubting if she should do this. Over all, if anything they were friends at least. Right? Finally arriving, she climbed the three floors up and walked the hall to his dorm. She mentally thought to herself 'No backing out now', then she bent down and slipped the letter under his door and walked away. Now, all Beca could do is play the waiting game. She figured she would give him a couple days to contact her.

Early afternoon, Jesse caught up with Benji and went to the coffeehouse. They had talked about the incident at the ICCA'S and of course, talked about Beca. Finishing up, they headed back to the dorm. Benji grabbed his key first and unlocked the door. When it swung open, the letter on the floor blew under Jesse's bed. It was something that went completely unnoticed.

Things stayed at a normal routine for Beca, going to class and coming home mixing music or taking long naps. There were times she was distracted thinking about Jesse; if he'd read the letter yet or not. It was something she kept bringing up in her mind…often.

The weekend was here and she still hadn't seen or heard from Jesse. She started to believe she had royally fucked things up at this point. She thought for sure he would've at least texted or maybe even stopped by the radio station. This was eating her alive now. She needed to clear the air once and for all. After her shift, she was going to Jesse's dorm and hash this out. End of story. The last hour seemed to drag longer than it took for molasses to run.

When the clock struck 7pm, Beca was out the door in a flash. She fast-paced walked over to his dorm. Panting, slightly out of breath, she took a moment to relax herself. She entered his building and climbed the three flight of steps. Taking the walk down the long hallway, Beca stopped dead in her tracks. Her chest was constricted. Suddenly, the air became too thin. She thought for a minute she was in the wrong building, waiting for lights to flicker or explode. Right before her eyes, like being stuck in a film while everything around her moves in slow motion, stood Jesse; her Jesse embraced in the arms of another woman. A tall blonde woman. She looked on as Jesse kissed the blonde's cheek before they entered his dorm. She was completely beside herself, numb. It was not like they were dating or anything. They were just friends. What the fuck? She knew she shouldn't be feeling anything. It didn't matter what he did she thought to herself.

Need a little time to think things through, Baby Do I really want to give myself, give all myself to you now? I can't believe it's happening so fast 'Cause I don't want to bring back what I left in the past, No.

This doesn't have to be love but it's all I can feel, it's all that I fear. This doesn't have to be anything at all,

So hard to fall (from this high above) But do we have to call it love?

Beca couldn't help the sting she felt in her chest. She had a sour feeling in her stomach. She was trying to wrap her brain around everything with no answers. This was Jesse she thought. He was one of the sweetest guys she'd ever met. Even she knew he'd been 'chasing' after her the whole year, yet there he was in his dorm with another woman. Beca turned around and walked back to her dorm.

She shoved her hands in her jacket pockets, walking fast, feeling her eyes brimming with tears. This was exactly why she didn't do relationships. Someone always got hurt and that someone was usually her. Once back her dorm, she saw a note from Kimmy Jin who'd left for an early weekend. Beca was happy about that. No dealing with blank stares. She sat on her bed and put her headphones on and blasted her music through her ears.

Slowly opening her eyes, with just enough sunlight peeking through the blinds, Beca realized she had crashed. Stretching, she looked at her clock with the display 8:00 am. Her mind drifted back to the sight outside of Jesse's dorm. Him and the blonde. Letting out a sigh, she reached for her phone, seeing a flash indicating she had missed calls and texts messages. Looking through her phone, she saw a couple of messages from Jesse.

Weirdo: Hey Beca, It's me. Hope you're doing ok. Hope we can chat soon.

Weirdo: It's been almost a week Becs, call or text me.

Weirdo: Hey Becs, I miss you. Call or come over so we can talk ok?

Beca got out of bed and grabbed her shower caddy. Contemplating whether or not to text or call or go over to his dorm. The last thing she wanted to see was the blonde haired chick that was with him. Stepping in the shower, she waited for the steaming hot water to wash away the sadness.

Feeling refreshed, Beca got dressed for the day. After careful thought, she decided to text Jesse back.

Beca: Hey. What's up? At my dorm if you want to stop by.

Beca sat at her desk working on a mix when she heard a knock on the door. It had only been 30 minutes since she texted Jesse. Opening the door, low and behold, it was Jesse standing with two coffees and a bag of food from the cafeteria.

"Hey" Jesse said holding up the goodies.

"Hey, come on in." Beca said. She moved things off the bed and sat on the edge. Jesse handed her a coffee and sat next to her.

"Thanks." Jesse opened the bag and took out her favorite breakfast sandwich; bacon, egg and cheese on a bagel. He has his sausage, egg and cheese on a biscuit. They sat in awkward silence eating until Jesse was the first one to speak.

"Beca, I…I'm sorry I shut the door on you. It's just that…if case you don't know…I like you. I think you the most interesting person I've ever met and I want to know more. I was a mess over Spring Break at my parents. I didn't talk much at all. You were on my mind the whole time."

"Jesse, I wrote you a letter and put it under your door last week. I gave you a couple days and when I didn't hear back from you, I decided to stop by. When I was in the hallway, I seen you with another woman so I left." Jesse broke into a smile and chuckled.

"Why the fuck are you laughing?" Beca said angrily.

"You said you seen me with another woman right…a blonde perhaps?" Jesse asked. Beca shook her head in response. "That's my cousin Carla."

A/N: Part two will be posted in a day or two. Thanks for all your support! Love all you Jeca ladies!