Chapter 7

Okay guys, I swear to God she isn't pregnant! Seriously…not where I was going with that. She's sick, like flu. I'm sorry I worried so many of you, but I promise that is not what's going on here. I already have one story that she is pregnant in…and I don't really want another right now :P

Anyways…this chapter was a bitch to write, and I seriously need to give a huge, public thank you to Lyrically –Correct for her help. I am not kidding here. I love you so stinking much right now because I was having such a hard time with this. You're awesomely amazing in every way, and this chapter is totally for you.

As far as owning anything here…I own the plot. Sadly, the characters, songs, etc. are not mine ,but that is alright I guess. So here you are, the next chapter of Letting Go.

I clench my eyes tightly as I fight to stay asleep. The sun, and the amazingly wonderful guy next to me, aren't about to let that happen though. "Jesse…can I have twenty more minutes here?" I'm tired, but at least I don't really feel like I have a fever. Maybe the Nyquil helped me knock whatever I had?

"Nope." His lips trail down my face and to my neck, pulling me in closer to him as he smiles. "Time to get up weirdo. How are you feeling?" I grin, my eyes opening slowly and staring into his happily. I love this boy, and today we are going to go slaughter the other teams at finals.

"Great actually, you'd make a good nurse." Wrapping my arms around his neck, I drag him down for what is meant to be a quick kiss. Not that it stays that way. His hands tangle into my hair and I can't help the moan that escapes me as he nips at my lip, begging me to let him in.

Really? Why does he even ask anymore? Before I know it, my hands are wandering along his sides and across his abs, tracing little patterns as his lips trail off towards that sensitive spot on my neck. "Jesse…" my mind is mush, and nothing will come out but his name.

His hands slip up to caress my breasts, his fingers finding my nipples as I groan. Dear Lord, he really is going to be the death of me.

Jesse's POV

"Jesse…" She's moaning my name and it is, by far, the sexiest thing I have ever heard. I wish we could just stay here forever, but I know we can't. Through this haze I have placed us in, I remember that we are supposed to be getting on a bus in an hour…this is going to have to wait.

"Baby," I kiss along her jaw towards her ear, thrusting down into her with a moan. "Babe we really need to stop for now." I can't help but groan as the words come out. I don't want to any more than she does, but I stand up quickly and take her hand, dragging her out of bed. "We have a bus to catch to finals My Love."

Her eyes roll at my cheesiness, but I know she loves it. Even if she won't admit it to anyone but herself. It doesn't really matter though, I know this girl better than she thinks.

Getting dressed quickly, we head off towards where we are meeting the bus, my arm wrapped around her as we walk. "You sure you're feeling alright Becs?" I can't help but be worried, even if she's saying she's alright. It's true, she looks a bit better and her fever is gone…but I really don't want to see her pass out on stage or something.

"I'm fine Jess. Really. My throat is a little scratchy, and my head still hurts like a bitch…but getting to sleep for most of yesterday was a definite help." She looks over at me reassuringly and I let it go. Hopefully she really is alright, but there isn't anything I can do about it.

As we get closer to the bus, I see streak of blond hair coming at us quickly and I can't help but groan. "What do you want Aubrey, we're a little busy if you hadn't noticed." Sure, maybe I should be a little nicer, but I can't help but still be annoyed at her.

"Shut up Jesse." Her gaze turns to Beca and her eyes harden. "I really hope your happy Beca, you ruined the Bellas, and you turned everyone against me." Everything happens so fast after that. One minute she is glaring at Beca, and the next my girlfriend is on the ground, a bruise already forming on her cheek from where Aubrey hit her.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" My hands are shaking as I try to refrain myself from punching her out. I was raised never to hit a girl, even if I want to. Fuck why did my parents have to teach me that?

Beca's POV

Jesus Christ that hurt like a bitch! "Aubrey, you had better start running now." I let my hands work on their own and my fist connects with her gut before my other throws her to the ground by her hair. "If you ever, and I do mean EVER, come near me again," my eyes stare directly into hers and I can't help but feel a sense of pride at the fear I see, "you will wake up in a hospital. Stay away from me, and everyone else in our group. You understand?"

She nods and I turn back to Jesse, his mouth hanging open in shock. "Wow." I wrap my arms around him chuckling, the fact that he doesn't remember I can take care of myself is pretty adorable. My face is burning and I will probably have a lovely bruise from where I hit the ground, but he really doesn't need to know that right now.

"You ready to go Jess? Don't we have finals to win or something?" I grin and we walk off quickly. We're now late, and Bumper is probably going to be pissed.

Jesse's POV

Alright, my girlfriend is fucking amazing. Literally, in every way possible. We arrive at the bus in record time, piling on into the back as Donald starts the long drive to the competition. Beca's face is starting to bruise a little, but I'm not going to say anything. Yesterday was enough fighting thanks.

As we are sitting there, her head on my lap, I look around at everyone. No one is really doing anything particular. Lily and Donald are beat boxing up front, Stacie is making out with Unicycle, and Bumper is in some kind of argument with Fat Amy. Everyone else is really just sitting around…but it's comfortable. This is how things should be. Running my fingers through Beca's hair, I start humming, and her smile widens as she starts to sing

La la la la la

Eat, sleep, breathe it
You're full of the stuff
Go bag it, tie it up tight.
Wheat, meat, dairy-free, t-total, happy-clappy
High on life, you should try it
You should know, you should know
Go on while no one's looking

As each voice joins in, I can't help the smirk that appears on my face. This is awesome. Today is going to be awesome, even if it is a long ass trip to get there.

Aha!
Gotcha now!
Caught red handed in the biscuit tin
Cost you to keep me quiet!

Everyone is harmonizing perfectly and it's like our voices were made to match up. Beca grins up at me, placing a kiss to my chest and trying not to wince to badly at the pain I know she is feeling, her cheek is definitely having some trouble now, and it's not going to be long before someone asks about it.

La la la la, La la la la, La la la la, La la la
La la la la, La la la la, La la la la la

Golden boy boots, pocket pedal stool
Making sharp smart moves
Plastic, tin can, paper separator
Busy bee wave, wave save the planet flag
But sneaky in suburbia

Aha!
Candid camera!
Hook, line and sinker for the four-wheel drive
Cost you to keep me quiet!

Keep me quiet! (keep me quiet!)

La la la la, La la la la, La la la la, La la la
La la la la, La la la la, La la la la la

Nicest, sweetest, up-most in everything
It's so charming, very charming
Well read, can play the fool
No one's I'll at ease and put their
Deepest Swiss bank trust in you
No one saw it coming

Aaaha! Aaaaaaha! Aaaaaaaaaaha!

Cost you to keep me quiet

La la la la, La la la la, La la la la, La la la
La la la la, La la la la, La la la la la

As we finish singing, I place a kiss to her head gently and lay my head back. Sleep. Sleep is an excellent idea, it'll make the time go faster before we are there. Dammit, I should have brought my laptop and a movie.

Beca's POV

Arriving at Lincoln Center, I can't help how excited I feel to be here. This is going to be epic. I have put a lot of hours into getting this song ready, and my mix is finally going to be heard by a crap ton of people. We can't lose, it just isn't possible.

Getting up quickly, I grab Jesse's hand and head to the back entrance of the stage, waiting with the group to go on and perform.

"Alright guys," Bumper is standing in front of everyone, grinning as he looks around. "So, I know everything is way different from last year, but we got this. Girls, you prepared to actually win something for the first time this year?" I smirk, reaching over and flicking his arm playfully. Dweeb. Turning to look at the girls, I motion for them to huddle up and push Jesse away. Just because we are all in a group now doesn't mean we share everything.

"Hey nerds," smiling I look around at everyone. "I really do love you guys a lot, and we have been through a lot. Thanks for coming over to the Trebles too, I don't know what I would have done if I was the only girl." With a grin I look back at the boys who are all staring at us in confusion. "Ready? Hands in."

All at once, we sing ahhh, the damn move we could never master before is perfect, and the boys are just laughing. "Really guys? Leave that Bella shit in the past! Guys, lets show them how it's done." Bumper is laughing as the boys all put their hands together and shout SWAG loudly.

No way, definitely not going to happen. "Okay Bumps…how's about we just do something together that doesn't make me want to vomit…" Walking over, I place my hand in and look around the group, waiting for the other girls to join me. "Trebles on three guys…"everyone smiles and we shout it out as the announcer calls us to the stage.

I wasn't feeling nervous before, but now I can't help it. What if I fuck this up? What if this is really a bad idea? "Babe, it's alright…let's go." I feel Jesse wrap his arms around me quickly and suddenly I'm alright again. Heading out on stage, I take my position as Bumper starts singing, everyone joining in as Donald lays down the beat, Lily at his side.

Where you've been
Where you've been all my life
Baby this is it
The way you looking me like
it's obvious That I want something from you

You know what?
What I wanna do, do, do

Every touch, it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine what it'd be like
Oh, every time, it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine what it'd be like
What it'd be like, what it'd be like...

We shift fairly quickly, Jesse and me heading up front with smiles on our faces. Here it is, in front of everyone, I get to say how much I love him. The music starts to change, morphing into the start of Jesse's cheesiest song ever. As he starts to sing, I can't help but feel the shivers run down my spine, the urge to jump him almost impossible to ignore as we dance around the stage.

Now I've had the time of my life
No I never felt like this before
Yes I swear it's the truth
and I owe it all to you

Cause I've had the time of my life
and I owe it all to you

I've been waiting for so long
Now I've finally found someone
To stand by me

We saw the writing on the wall
As we felt this magical fantasyNow with passion in our eyes
There's no way we could disguise it secretly
So we take each other's hand
'Cause we seem to understand the urgency

The song shifts again as we rejoin the group. The crowd is roaring, and I can't help but feel like we have already won.

Every touch, it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine what it'd be like
Oh, every time, it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine what it'd be like
What it'd be like, what it'd be like...I want your love
Why can't you feel free
I want you feel free

We finish, applause erupting from everywhere as we hit the last notes. Looking over to Jesse, I know he's as happy as I am, and I can't help but be excited for next year, for doing this again. As I rush over to him, I leap into his arms with a grin.

"Not bad for a sick person huh nerd?" His lips attack my own and I feel him grin.

"Follow me." What the hell? I look at him in confusion, but head off after him with a sigh. What the hell is he doing?

Jesse's POV

Okay, that was awesome! Performing is a rush I have always had, but doing it with Beca? Nothing beats that. My hand trails into my jacket pocket and clutches at the box sitting there, my plan changing as I walk.

It's not enough. A promise is just not enough and I make a decision quickly, pulling her to the side of the stage behind the curtain and kneeling down, a smile on my face as I see her eyes widen.

"Jess-" I cut her off with a smile. "Shhh Bec, just listen for a minute okay?" She nods, her hands shaking in my own.

"Beca," My breath catches as I see the happiness in her eyes. "When we first met, you threw me for a loop. I didn't know what to expect, or how much I would feel for you, even in this short of time."

I scanned her face, gripping her hands tighter as a tear slid down her cheek. "I know that I never want to spend another day without you. I know that you are it for me, so, Beca Anne Mitchell, will you marry me?" She gasps softly as more tears fall. "I'm not talking about any time soon…just, I don't want to go another day without you knowing exactly how much I love you."

Sitting there, I can see the battle raging behind her eyes and a fear begins to clench around my heart. Why did I rush this? What if she isn't ready? A million worries race across my mind and I almost miss the nod she gives, a grin on her face. "Yes nerd, but not yet. I love you, but a wedding is going to need to wait until we have jobs, okay?"

With a smile, I stand up quickly, pulling her into my arms and crashing my lips to hers. She's mine, she'll always be mine! I am going to marry this girl and nothing could make me happier right now. Nothing. Slipping the ring onto her finger, I drag us back inside, finding our seats as we wait to find out the results of the ICCA's.

So, I both love and hate this chapter. This story is almost over, but I'm having such fun writing it. What did you all think? The songs are: I can only Imagine by David Guetta, Aha by Pentatonix, and I Had the Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing. You people rock! Seriously, what did you think?