It all happened extremely fast. The a-capella world championship was over, and so was Das Sound Machine's chance at redemption. In all her life, Liesel has never lost! Never...of course until the preppy Barden Bellas came along and changed the whole entire history and origin of the a-capella world with their sympathetic and sappy songs, patriotism and a variety of odly shaped girls, but hey, what can you do?
Now that the championships are over it is time for the members of Das Sound Machine to drown their sorrows in exotic drinks and unhealthy American foods at the Barden Bellas' victorious after party.
Liesel, the Kommissarin of Das Sound Machine, has been pacing up and down in the hotel lobby, unable to comprehend their loss. Pieter, the co-leader of DSM has been himself...and that is the life of the party, the class clown and the optimistic Pieter Kramer.
"How do the Americans say?...if you pace any longer, you will burn a hole in the ground," Pieter jokingly said as he approaced the distraught Liesel. "Pieter, I can't understand this! I have failed the members of DSM, I have failed my parents , I have failed Germany and I have failed..." she couldn't even say it, ever since she and Pieter realised they had feelings for each other, things have been tense. Liesel has emotionally cut herself off from any type of relationship, wheter it be friendship or romantic, it just wasn't in her plan to gain DSM success and ever since that, Pieter has been trying desperately to break down those walls she's been building around herself.
Although Liesel changed her appearance to fit in with the DSM gimmicks, all Pieter could see was that beautiful, innocent, kind, lovely and affectionate Liesel he met at the conservatory all those years ago. The Liesel with her beautiful blonde hair and gorgeous eyes, the Liesel with her knee-weakening smile, the Liesel with her angelic voice and delicate touches, the Liesel that had no clue what effect she had on poor little Pieter.
"You mean to say that you have failed me?" Pieter could see the faint tears welling in her stunning eyes. "Pieter, I don't know what to make of this...We have lost to a bunch of incompetent teenagers that has no idea what this is really about and...and...and I really just don't know anymore".
A few years ago, when they both decided not to act on their feelings for each other, Pieter took it upon himself to be the first one to move on, the first one to act as if nothing was wrong, but Pieter knew that nobody in this entire planet can replace the love he feels for Liesel...it just isn't possible. He got himself a girlfriend anyway, a girl form the DSM group and Liesel has been acting strange from that day since.
"I don't want to talk about this Pieter...you should go find Gretha. I'm sure she's looking for you." Pieter knew better than to push this woman, nothing good has ever come of it. He just turns around and walks towards the elevator ...he looks around once more to find Liesel walking to the stairs, she never was one for being lazy.
As soon as he reached his room, he saw his door was open. He cautiously walked inside to find Gretha and another member of the DSM group getting it on, on the carpet and odly enough Pieter found himself relieved that this is the end of his and Gretha's meaningless relationship.
"Pieter, I can explain...", ''Gretha, I don't care about whatever it is you have to tell me, leave right now and I don't want to see you for the rest of this entire trip!" Gretha gathered up her things and moved to the door. "You know, you never stopped loving her! Maybe that's why we never could have a proper relationship. It's because you are still inlove with her!" "I will never stop loving Liesel! Even if she decides to love someone else." He couldn't take it anymore and stormed out of the room and found himself at Liesel's room. He gave himself a few seconds to calm down before knocking on her door.
"Guten Abend." He greeted when Liesel opened the door, making it obvious that she had been crying. " Hallo, Pieter. I'm getting ready for the party, just give me a few minutes." She said as she turned around and headed towards the bathroom. Pieter could hear the shower running and he wondered how long it has been since he's seen Liesel laugh or even just smile. He's thoughts were put to an end when Liesel came out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel draped around her. Oh his poor little soul, how he wished that towel would magically disappear.
"Uh, Pieter would you be so kind as to turn around while I get dressed?" she asked innocently. Pieter did as he was told and turned around wishing he didn't. "You can turn around now." He turned and his breath was knocked right out of his lungs when he saw her in a slim, black body-hugging dress, high-heels and her beautiful blonde hair down and hanging loosely around her shoulders.
"Liesel, you look...just wow!" He never was at a loss for words, but this...this gave him a sence of speechlessness. "Thank you, you look handsome." "Danke, we should get going before obese Denise drains the bar" finally, he had some of his witt back. "Let's go" she said before grabbing her things and allowing Pieter to lead her out the door.
Once the elevator door opened, it was only the two of them, because everyone was already at the party. "Liesel..." he started getting nervous, what if she didn't feel the same way, what if truely she did move on, what if he was about to make the biggest mistake of his life. "Why did you let me ask Gretha out? Why didn't you just tell me to be with you instead? I would fly across the world a million times, swim across the sea a thousand times and climb Mount Everest a billion times if it meant I could be with you. Did you really not have feelings for me? Did you not..." he could see the tears in her eyes as he confessed all of this to her. " Did you not love me, Liesel?"
She was avoiding his eyes, her heart was beating loudly and her throat was closing up. Pieter took this silence as a rejection and as soon as the elevator door opened again he stormed out. He was halfway across the hall when he heard her. "I did love you Pieter, I still do. If you wanted to be with me, why did you ask out Gretha? Why didn't you tell me what you felt? I spent days after the night we faught in your dorm room wondering if you even did feel the same. Why didn't you just tell me?" she was on the verge of a breakdown. Pieter felt his heart drop...she loved him. His Liesel truely loved him.
"Don't you see Liesel! I have never for one moment stopped loving you! I wanted to be with you, to one day be able to call you my wife, to start a family with you! I never ever stopped loving you. I have loved you from the first day at the conservatory when you mistook me as a waiter!" that made her chuckle. "When you helped me write a new song for my composition class, when we had a movie marathon, when you fell asleep in my arms on my couch, when I dragged you outside to have a snowball fight, when you asked me to never leave you. Liesel I promised you that night that I will always be there for you, that I will never leave you. I am making a new promise now."
He stepped closer, put his arms around her waist and looked into her tear-stained, yet gorgeous eyes. "Pieter, what are you doing?" She asked in anticipation, he moved closer and her breath hitched."Liesel Amsel, I promise to always love you unconditionally, to protect you forever and to be the person you need me to be." before she could even think, he kissed her passionately and she gladly accepted the kiss. He put his hands in her soft hair deepening the kiss, before letting her go and giving her a moment to catch her breath.
"Pieter, ich liebe dich" she took his hand and they set off to the party as happy as can be. Once there, they began scanning the place for anybody they might be familiar with and to their dismay none of the DSM members were there yet. Pieter left to get them drinks and returned to find Liesel sitting on one of the bar chairs, he handed her the drink and they engaged in conversation about travelling and everything they had to hold back the years they were apart.
"Kommissar?" she heard a voice say, both of the DSM leaders turned around to find a very stunned Beca staring at Liesel like she is goddess or a inhumanly perfect being. "Kleine maus, what a lovely surprise." "You're not dressed in mesh anymore, you look hot, I mean, stunning, no, sexy...damn, Kommissar you need to stop that!" Beca exclaimed as she turned a beat red. "Stop what Kleine maus?" Liesel asked as she took Pieters hand in her own, gaining her a kiss to the forehead. That is bound to raise some brows. "You need to stop sexually confusing me, you perfect specimen" Beca has never had any control over her words when it came to Kommissar, but Pieter and herself found it too amusing to be stopped.
"Oh, but you are so generous with your compliments, Bella, and I, a very self-concious person, enjoys being complimented once in a while" Pieter gives her another kiss to her temple insinuating that she will be comlimented a lot in the mere future. "Yes, well...whatever, are you guys together or what?" Stacie blurted out. Liesel turned towards Pieter ushering him to answer her question. "Yes, we are." He never usually acted so calm and quite and to Liesel it was noticable, maybe not to the others.
"Congratulations, your children will rule nations. Damn, Beca, keep it together." She scolded herself out loud. "But really though, congrats and I hope we get the chance to beat your ass again sometime" Amy confidentally says, raising a response out of Pieter. "Obese Denise, don't get me started on this. You know we can easily beat that ass of yours!" oh yes, Pieter was himself again. "How about you deutchbag prove it? I eat Germans like you for lunch." "Are you sure you want to eat Germans? We are in fact the perfect nation, with flawless bodies, faces, voices and the list goes on. Why not eat something more ...barbaric... like Americans?" oh here it comes!
"Americans?...barbaric? Barbaric my ass, listen here you Deutchdouce..."If Liesel didn't stop this things could get ugly real fast. "Alright , if you don't stop fighting right now, we are leaving and you can kiss that new set list goodbye. As for you Amy, stop harrasing my boyfriend, that's my job!" she stated as she took Pieter's hand and led him to the other side of the room.
"Liesel, we were just..." he was cut off by her lips crashing into his and out of shock, he stumbled back , his back hitting the wall. She broke off the kiss and whispered into his ear "we should get out of here". Pieter needn't be told twice. He nodded quickly and led her to his hotel room. They were barely inside and his lips found hers. They kissed passionately until Liesel fell on her back on the bed. Pieter took this as an invitation to join her on the bed and hovered over her, simultaniously peppering her with hot kisses.
Liesel grew impatient and started unbuttoning his shirt, he followed her lead and unzipped her dress and for the first time, they saw each other naked. His eyes roamed her beautiful body and her's over his musculine body. They kissed once again as things started heating up. They moved towards the bed. This is the first night they slept together.
Morning came too fast if you aksed Pieter, who slowly awoke with a huge smile, next to a sleeping Liesel lying in his arms, safe, happy and stunning. Liesel woke up with a smile and kissed Pieter before standing up and walking towards the bathroom to take a shower. Pieter recalled the night before, the first night they spent like that. He has waited a long time to be able to be with Liesel in this kind of way and it was worth the wait.
Liesel's phone rang and Pieter answered..."Guten Morgen, Liesel Amsel's telefon, wie kann ich Ihnen helfen?" "Guten Morgen, dies ist Liesel's mutter, und du bist?"
Pieter gathered that the voice belonging to Liesel's mother was sounding on edge. "I am Pieter Kramer ma'am. Liesel is just in the shower, I am sure she will be out in just a bit." "Are you the same Pieter Kramer, my daughter cried about? The same Pieter who broke her heart all those years ago?" He felt his whole being crashing down. "We broke each other's hearts ma'am, but I want you to know that I love Liesel with every ounce of my being." "Tell my daughter I called," and the she hung up the phone. 'What a rude lady,' Pieter thought as he put down the phone.
Liesel stepped out of the bathroom with a smile on her face, a smile that faded once she saw Pieter's frown. "What's wrong?" She asked as she quickly got dressed. "Your mutter just called. She wants you to call her back." Liesel was growing worried. "Why are you frowing Pieter?" She asked as she stepped closer to him, sitting next to him on the edge of the bed.
"Your mutter knew who I was" she was growing uneasy and he continued. "She knew about us, that we had feelings for each other." He was starting to scare her now. "Liesel, if I could just have known what I put you through all those years ago, I would have never stopped trying to get you to be with me." She let out a sigh of relief as she kissed him on his cheek. "It's over now and I am the happiest woman on the planet. As long as I am with you Pieter, I am complete." she stood up to call her mother back.
Liesel was pale-white after the talk with her mother. She couldn't think clearly. Pieter knew something was up and like a flash of lightning he was beside her and comforting her. "What's the matter, liebling?" "It's my vader...Pieter, he's dead." she didn't cry...There was no emotion on her face, she was still and cold and Pieter grew worried.
"Liebling, please talk to me" he pleaded only to recieve a blank expression from her. She locked herself in the bathroom and stayed in there until she was brave enough to face Pieter again. "Pieter, will you come back to Germany with me for the funeral?" she asked bluntly. "Of course, my Liebling". The next day they took off to Berlin, Germany.
It was only a few minutes to go until they reached Liesel's house. He noticed she was fidgeting with her fingers and he took her hands in his to calm her down. They reached Liesel's porch and Pieter knocked on the door, as Liesel's hands were too shaky. Liesel's mother opened the door and all Pieter could see was a cold, emotionless woman who seemed like she hasn't loved a soul in years.
"Mutter."Liesel said in a formal tone of voice as she did a little curtsey. Pieter was shocked to see how his funny, stunning Liesel could change so fast infront of her mother. "Liesel, I have told you not to bring this little boyfriend of yours. This is family only." Pieter's blood was boiling. Liesel took his hand and kissed his cheek. "We only came to greet you and the family, we will be leaving again in a few minutes. I have a house remember?...And mutter, Pieter is the love of my life, I will not let you treat him like this. I will bring him to the funeral and if he is not welcome, I assume that I am also not welcome. Tell the family I say halo. Pieter and I will be on our way." The look on her mother's face was priceless.
"Liesel, wait" Pieter said still standing infront of the enraged woman on her porch. When Liesel turned around, Pieter grabbed her and kissed her like he was waiting a lifetime to do so. "Ma'am, I am going to kiss your daughter like this on the day of our wedding. That's right...I am going to marry your daughter someday, wether you like it or not. Time to get used to it." He turned around, took Liesel's hand and walked away. They got into his car and drove to Liesel's house.
"Pieter, what have I done to deserve you?" Liesel asked still holding his hand while driving. "Liebling, I am the one who should be asking that. From the moment I saw you, I knew that I was going to make you my wife someday." He smiled and she could feel her heart pounding, as could he.
Once they were inside, Pieter made himself at home and already Liesel felt that she couldn't be happier. Then she realised the episode with her mother and she thought of her father and all of her problems and bottled up emotions started burning inside her and before she knew it, she was crying.
Pieter held her in his arms whispering motivation in her ears and frequently kissing her temple to try and comfort her. They stayed there for a long time and then Liesel stood up. "Are you hungry?" she asked, simultaniously walking to the kitchen.
"Yes, dear. Are you going to make something?" Pieter said realising that he was starving. He could hear Liesel chuckle. "Let me guess...Pasta? That has always been your favorite". He was now standing beside her. "Yes please, I will go and find us a movie to watch." he kissed her once before leaving.
Once they've finished eating and watching the movie, Pieter carried a sleeping Liesel to her bed...wait, their bed. He couldn't be more happier and mesmerised than he was now.
"Pieter, I am sorry that I have not realised how you felt about me sooner. I should have said something that night" a tear slipped her eyes as she recalled that horrible night in Pieter's dorm room.
It was about midnight and Liesel just arrived at Pieter's dorm room to tell him about the holiday she's planning for the both of them. "Pieter, I want to tell you something...I planned..." "Yes, Yes I know Liesel. What? Do you take me as a fool. I know when I am not wanted." "What are you talking about?" "Do you like Jake?
"Pieter, what the hell is going on? What's wrong with you?" she was starting to get teary eyed. "As if you don't know, Liesel. You know how I feel about you and you know how much I hate it when you are like that with other guys." "Pieter, we both agreed that we were going to stay friends. It's easier that way". "Easier , because you are an easy girl. "He forced out the words like it was a sin to say them, which to him it was.
Liesel was shocked, hurt and angry. She was about to leave when Pieter said something unforgivable. "Gretha seems to think that her and I are perfect for each other and I am starting to think so too. There's a difference between you and her, Liesel. She is a beautiful and stunning girl and you are a ..." Liesel was near the point of a emotional breakdown. "Save your breath, Pieter. I never want to see you again. I hate you." She left and slammed the door shut. After realising just what he had done, Pieter sank to his knees and cried like a baby.