Love me again Chapter 7, a pitch perfect fanfic

"Ah, my ankle, my beautiful ankle!" Beca said as finally could see her ankle.

The doctor laughed, "Okay, everything good. But no brutal moves this week, okay?"

Beca nodded and stood up. She walked out and saw Jesse waiting in the reception room. He looked up surprised.

"Tada!" Beca said pointing on her ankle.

"Looking good" Jesse chuckled.

"I can be a ballerina now" Beca smiled.

"You would be an awful one"

Beca rolled her eyes, "I would be a wonderful one, what are you talking about?" She huffed.

"Oh no" Jesse breathed; Beca turned around and saw Terry walking in. Terry gave Beca a death look she had gypsum plaster over her arm. "I see that your ankle is fine" Terry smiled.

Beca bit her tongue; she wanted to punch that girl so hard. Beca stared at her as she walked.

"Okay, Beca. Could we leave?"

"Yes please" Beca muttered.

"Do you want your other shoe?" Jesse smirked.

"Oh, you found it" She mumbled and took the shoe.

"Wasn't that easy" Jesse rolled his eyes.

"Oh, tell me 'bout it" Beca smirked as they walked to the car.

"Why do we always have to travel?" Beca yawned.

"We're just going to New Jersey, relax" Jesse chuckled and sat down on an empty seat, Beca sat down next to him.

"But I like it here in Atlanta, I don't like traveling" She pouted.

"You don't?" Jesse frowned.

Beca shook her head. "I'm not going to sleep, just-"Before she could say more she yawned and fell asleep on Jesse's shoulder.

"Oh okay" He whispered with a smirk. A little girl came up at him with a paper.

"Hi there" He smiled.

"Can I get an autograph?" She asked, handing him the paper.

"Sure" He said.

"Could I wake her up?"

"Uh, I wouldn't do that if I were- oh" Before he knew it she shook Beca.

"OH WHAT- oh" Beca looked at the little girl surprised.

"How old are you"

"Guess" Beca yawned.

"5?" She smiled.

Jesse snorted; "Uh" Beca gritted and slapped Jesse in the chest.

"Are you strangers?" She frowned.

Beca shrugged, "Yeah, for you"

She gasped, "Mom tells me not to talk to strangers!" She said and ran. Beca frowned, "5" She muttered.

"Maybe because you're so small" Jesse smirked and elbowed her.

"Shut up, you look like a kid you too!"

"What? No!" Jesse blurted.

"Yes, I can see that little kiddo in ya eyes" She narrowed her eyes.

"OH RIGHT, I CAN SEE THAT DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL IN YOUR EYES" He laughed.

Beca's smile disappeared, she looked away.

Jesse looked at her with wide eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about what happened in-"

"I don't want to talk about my childhood, Jesse." Beca said simply and looked at him.

"Of course" He said after a while.

When they walked out of the subway, Beca grabbed her bags and walked fast. Jesse tried to squeeze himself out of the flock.

"Beca!" He yelled and ran after her. She looked at him and walked slower, "Let me take that for you" He whispered and grabbed her bag.

"No, it's fine" She pulled the bag out of his arms. "Really" Beca nodded and smiled.

"Okay" He mumbled.¨

"So, who am I gonna performance at this time" Beca said overdramatically.

Jesse rolled his eyes, "My grandparents"

"Oh" Beca looked at him surprised.

"And here they are" Jesse grinned. Beca smiled, he looked happy to meet them, in relation to how he reacts meeting his aunts.

A red rusty truck stopped in front of them, an old man with the same grin as Jesse, popped his head out of the truck.

"JUMP IN" He said and patted his old, red friend.

Jesse elbowed Beca, "So Bec, what do you think, huh?" He smiled.

"Great" Beca breathed with a smirk and walked to the car. Jesse ran and opened the door to her.

She rolled her eyes and sat in. Jesse sat next to her, "Grand!" He smiled.

"Jesse, son, how ya doing?"

"Great"

"Of course it's great, you got a bae!"

Jesse covered his face under his arms and blushed. Beca laughed, "I'm ya bae" Beca grinned and elbowed Jesse.

Jesse looked at her with an eyebrow raised. Beca scowled, "It sounded better out in my head" She whispered.

"How is grandma?" Jesse asked.

"She is cooking dinner, the old-"

"LASAGNE" Jesse and his grandfather said in unison and laughed.

Beca looked at them surprised.

They jumped out of the truck, Beca looked down, trying to zip down her jacket.

"So, here's where I grew up" Jesse breathed.

"In the nature, I get it. City boy without family cliché stuff- holy" Beca looked up and gasped. The house was big and white, with terrifying many clean beautiful windows.

"You effing fancy pants!" Beca laughed and walked with a smile.

Jesse walked after her with the heavy bags. As they walked in his grandfather yelled, "SWEATHEART, JESSE IS HOME"

"Which Jessie?" A woman yelled. Jesse rolled his eyes.

"THE JEWISH ONE"

Beca snorted, "AW REALLY? IS THAT MY NOTE?" Jesse groaned.

"Yup" His grandfather said and patted him on the shoulder.

"I like your grandparents"

"I'll just walk to my room," Jesse mumbled.

"Dinner is ready 'bout 10 minutes" Grandpa shouted.

Beca walked after him, "Did you live with your grandparents?"

"No, this is my father's house. But my parents got a new simpler house and decided to give this to them"

"That's kind" Beca mumbled. Jesse stopped, Beca looked at a blue door. "Is that your room?" Beca scoffed. Jesse nodded. "THAT'S A FUCKING HUGE DOOR"

Jesse laughed. "SERIOUSLY" Beca said with a high pitched voice. "Who the fuck got that big doors?"

"Me" Jesse said proudly. "Open up" He said. Beca shrugged and walked in, it was simple.

"So uhh.."Beca sat down on his bed. "Do you guys got like a guest room or something?"

"Uh, kind of, how?" Jesse shrugged.

"Uhm, I mean, it's kind of weird now, like, could I get my own room without them knowing it?" She scowled.

"Uh, yeah, of course"

"Great" Beca smiled.

"But" Jesse said with a high-pitched voice.

Beca raised an eyebrow. "It's a treehouse" He smiled. Beca groaned, "Or, it was. Sorry, just wanted to see how you would react"

"So…." Beca said questioning.

"They made it to a cabin, come" Jesse smiled and opened up the door to his porch. He grabbed her hand and dragged her with him. They walked under three and many bushes.

"Uhm watch out for that-"

"Auch" Beca grumped as she felt down on the rock.

"Rock.." Jesse muttered.

"OH NO MY ANKLE" Beca screamed.

"What?" Jesse said and knelt down next to her. "Oh my god, are you okay" Beca pushed him down, "Just kidding" She scoffed and stood up.

"Ha-ha" Jesse rolled his eyes. "Oh" He said after a while.

"What?"

"There" He pointed on a brown cab with windows.

"What's the deal with the windows?" Beca grimaced.

Jesse shrugged and ran to it. Beca ran after him, he locked up the door and stormed in.

Beca walked in, it was as if it was bigger inside. "You bastard" Beca gasped.

"I like to play here" Jesse smiled.

"Like?"

"Liked, I liked"

"Oh, so..I can be here?"

"Yeah," Jesse shrugged.

"Cool" Beca muttered and walked to the bedroom.

"Goodnight grands!" Jesse yelled.

"Do you want your milk, Jesse?" His grandma asked sweetly. Beca snorted, "no…grandma" Jesse sighed.

"Not even warm?"

"No"

"He wants!" Beca laughed, walking into the room.

"No I don't" Jesse gritted and walked after Beca.

"Do you need warm pajamas too?" Beca snorted.

"Ha-ha, so funny" He rolled his eyes and took off his shirt.

"Okay, uh, goodnight" Beca said awkwardly walking backwards.

"Oh, uh, do want me to follow you to the cab?"

"No, it's fine" Beca mumbled.

"Are you sure, it's pretty dark" Jesse looked out the window.

"I'm not a little girl, Jesse" She gritted and walked out.

Jesse smirked, "goodnight"

Beca yawned and threw herself on the bed. Her phone vibrated. Beca yawned and took it, "what?"

"It's Pete" A voice to a 18 year-old boy said.

Beca sat up, "Pete?"

"Your mom is kind of freaking out right now," He whispered.

"Oh, why?" Beca scoffed.

"Are you engaged, mom said that everybody on the office is talking about it, and it stood on the internet!" He shouted.

"NO! WHAT THE FUCK, IT'S JUST A PLAY" Beca wanted to say, but in the same time, she didn't want to. Beca sighed, "Yeah, I'm engaged." She said simply.

"What the fuck? You know that she freaks out if you're telling something late, especially when it's two months late!"

"Sorry Pete, just. Don't come, okay?" She said and hung up before he could say anything more. "God" She whispered annoyed.

Next Morning

Beca walked into the kitchen with her fizzy morning hair.

The grandparents looked at her weird. "Good morning" Beca yawned and sat down next to Jesse.

"Why did come through the front door?" Jesse's grandmother asked.

"Uh…I was out on the grocery..buying…milk" Beca gulped.

"Oh, where's the milk?"

Jesse bit his bottom lip and smirked at Beca.

"Uh…a guy on the street took it" She said awkwardly.

"What?" Jesse gasped overdramatically. Beca rolled her eyes and fiddled with her fork, "People today you know…freaking ghettos" She scoffed.

They nodded. "Your parents are coming, Jess" His grandfather said. Jesse sat his coffee cup down. "When?"

"This evening" He smiled.

He looked at Beca with wide eyes, "They've met you before, though," He whispered to her.

"But I don't know what I told them" She gritted.

"Thank you, but I don't need a wedding dress right now" Beca laughed as she was being chased by Jesse's grandmother with a wedding dress.

"But Hon, you can always try! What if you gets pregnant, no dress would fit then!"

Beca stopped and chuckled, "No, it's fine" She said walking to Jesse's room. The grandma shrugged and walked.

Beca took a deep breath and closed the door. Jesse was sitting with his guitar, writing.

"What are you doing?" Beca raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, my break are over, and I have to start working again" He smiled.

Beca rolled his eyes, "so hard work, chilling with the guitar and writing. I feel bad for you," She said with an ironic smile.

Jesse ignored her sarcastic humor. "Well, yeah. Definitely better than working at Starbucks" He chuckled.

She looked at him with a straight face. "No? Okay" Jesse mumbled. After a moment with awkward humming, he looked at Beca.

"Beca?"

"Hm?"

"Can you sing?" He asked. Beca looked at him surprised; she opened her mouth and looked at him with a frown. "No" She whispered and looked down.

"You can" He half-smiled.

"No, I said no" She scoffed.

"Yeah, but your eyes said yes" He smirked and sat closer to her.

"I'm not singing" She crossed her arms.

"WE CAN GO TO KARAOKE TONIGHT" He said enthusiastically.

Beca groaned, "No! I hate karaoke"

"Bad for you" He smiled.

"Can't you be nice, please" She said desperately

"Okay" Jesse shrugged."

Beca took a deep breath and smiled, "Thank you"

"You bastard" Beca gritted as they sat down at an empty table.

"Yeah, blah, blah" He muttered.

"I hate you" She whispered.

"And I'm getting some drinks"

"Do that" She sighed.

"I'm back" Jesse hummed.

"Thank you" Beca said as Jesse handed her the drink.

"So, which song, Bec?"

"Do I have to?" She groaned.

"Yup" He said bossy.

"Could I at least pick a song by myself?"

"Yeah" Jesse frowned surprised. Beca smiled and stood up. Jesse scoffed and took up the phone; Luke had sent him a bunch of messages.

"Dude, I need to talk to you!"

"Holy,- Stacie just came at the door asking after you?! Call back"

"FUCKER, ARE YOU THERE?"

"Dude, where are you?"

"Are you and Beca hooking up?"

Jesse grimaced, "What the fuck" He muttered.

"Okay" Beca grinned.

"What?" He scowled.

The music played off, "Hm, familiar" Jesse narrowed his eyes. Beca smirked and ran up to the small stage, grabbing the mic.

Jesse looked questioning at her. She coughed ad started.

"It's going down, fade the Blackstreet

The homies got collab' creations

Bump like acne, no doubt

I put it down, never slouch

As long as my credit could vouch

A dog couldn't catch me, straight up

Tell me who could stop when

Dre making moves

Attracting honeys like a magnet

Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent

Still moving the flavor with the homies

Blackstreet and Teddy

The original rump shakers" Beca took a breath, Jesse dropped his jaw with wide eyes.

"Shorty get down, good Lord

Baby got them open up all over town

Strictly bitch she dont play around

Cover much ground, got game by the pound

Getting paid is a forte

Each and every day true player way

I cant get her outta my mind

I think about the girl all the time

I like the way you work it(eyo,eyo,eyo,eyo)