Sorry for updating so late guys! But I'm going to focus on this story first, 'cause we are close the end now (sorry!). And then, I'll do my other story. Btw, I have a new story in my mind right now, so just keep calm, okay?
Beca was taking the dishes awkwardly after they did the dishes. She couldn't focus; had she just kissed that jerk?
Her mother came in, "Your dad called" She smiled.
Beca lost the plate in the sink, "What?" She stunned.
"He also wanted to come, so… he is coming about six days" She grinned. Beca coughed in shock. "Mom!"
"He is your father, Becky!" She warned.
"But… but" Beca stammered. "Jesse's family is coming, his other grandparents, his aunts, his uncles-"
"Bec, I talked to them, they said that since you're a part of this too, your family has rights to come" She said seriously.
Beca groaned. "Bec, you're getting married soon; he is a handsome charming guy. Nevertheless, cute"
She grimaced, "Mom, stop saying that! So gross!"
"He is your fiancé, Bec. And you're calling him gross?" She blurted.
Beca looked at the doorway, Jesse came in. "Mom" Beca mumbled.
"Of course" She said and gave Jesse a smile before leaving the kitchen. Beca turned around, continuing the dish.
"Need a hand?" Jesse asked.
"Two hands, please" She responded. He chuckled and started to help her.
"Your mom is great, and I don't get why you don't have contact with her anymore"
"How do you know she is great?" Beca muttered.
"I remember that when you guys moved her, she gave me a cookie for helping to move some stuff"
Beca smiled, the fact that he remembers the day she moved in, is impressing.
"You can sing Beca- and don't even try to give me an excuse; you literally blew the karaoke bar of the roof"
Beca sighed, "What do you want me to do"
"Well…" Jesse trailed off. "The record company said that they think that I could start vocalizing, and they wanted me to make an album.."
"No." Beca said before he could finish.
Jesse ignored her, "And I want you to work with me on it" He finished.
Beca narrowed her eyes, "Why me?"
Jesse exhaled; he didn't want her to think he was a freak. On the other hand, not as much as she thought. He loved her casual attitude, but at the same time, he missed the dark side of her. It was maybe a benefit for his relationship with her, but he knew that she missed it too. He could see the sad eyes. People may say it's called to grow up, but he could still see her dark clothes and ear spikes when he looked her in the eyes.
She sighed, "Did you hear to my mixes"
Jesse swallowed; he did that too, though. "Yes" He nodded.
"Well, I love music. It would be fun" She shrugged.
Jesse grinned, "Oh, get that smile away, Swanson" She said and nudged him playfully.
"You're a good kisser by the way" He snorted.
Beca blushed. She knew that he knew that she liked the kiss. Like, she did make the kiss deeper. But he did not know she loved it.
"Thanks, you too" She smirked.
"One thing…" Jesse said nervously.
"Yeah, anything"
"Could you, could you like- I mean, I enjoyed it, I mean, I get it was just this once because they forced us to- but, could you do it one more time, just this last time?"
Beca chuckled and rolled her eyes. She grabbed his chin and kissed his cheek, "Goodnight, Jesse."
"I meant on the lips.." He whispered as she walked out. He let out a sigh.
Jesse was shaking nervously.
"What's wrong?" Beca whispered to him, as she was putting on a light eye shadow and some mascara. "Nothing, " He muttered, staring at her intensely. He could not believe that she was using so light make-up.
"Dude, it's just an act. It's not like if your family don't like me, our 'future marriage' is ruined" She said, using air quotes.
"Of course," Jesse whispered. "It's just that…." He exhaled. "It's kind of sad that they think we're getting married"
Beca sighed, "Sorry for saying this, Jesse. But it was you who was such a dick and got me to do this" Beca snapped at him.
"I know, I mean, it was just to my parents you know, and then they told everybody and-" He stammered, he stared at Beca who was applying a sweet pink lipstick.
Beca looked at Jesse with an eyebrow raised. "What are you staring at?"
"You" He grimaced.
"Well, that's a pretty thing to look at, huh?" Beca said sarcastically.
"Is that… pink?" Jesse gasped under his breath.
Beca sent him a killer face.
"Sorry" He muttered and looked down.
"WE'RE GOING" Beca's mom yelled. She knocked on the door and opened it up.
"Mom, what's the point of knocking on the door and coming in at the same time?" Beca hissed and grabbed her bag.
"Oh, sorry, were you two up to something?" She scowled.
Jesse's cheek went red. Beca scoffed, "Always" she muttered sarcastically.
Jesse and Beca stood bored in the big house, which his uncle got after his grand uncle died. They were holding a party for no reason.
The other adults were drinking cocktails and laughing. Jesse and Beca weren't that type of adults, they never really grew up.
"Bored?" Jesse whispered in Beca's ear. Beca nodded and took a slurp of the drink. She grimaced and spit it out on the plant behind her.
"Yeah," Jesse mumbled and stretched his arm after Beca's glass; he took the glass and put it away. "That's risky" He winked at her as he grabbed her hand and led her out the exit it with him. Beca rolled her eyes, "Just one time, Jesse. Just one time"
"As I've been victim to, yeah" He smirked. Beca sighed; she looked around and realized that Jesse was leading her to his car. Beca shook his arm off her wrist, "What are you doing?" She frowned.
"Leaving this place" Jesse shrugged.
"But your mom would be-"
"I'm sure she's just thinking that we're having sex in the guest room," Jesse said simply.
Beca looked at him with a killer face. He looked questioning on her. "I like the fact that your mom thinks that you're banging a girl all the time" She deadpanned.
Jesse scoffed, "I hate the fact that you're always saying 'I like the fact'" He said irritated.
"I like the fact that-"Beca stopped as Jesse interrupted her with a cough.
"Could you stop the car? I don't want to join your sightseeing trip," Beca muttered.
"It's not a sight-"
"Or your little montage that is building up our friendship to a more nerdy level of friendship!" She shouted before he could finish.
"Huh," Jesse breathed impressed. "I'm not saying that I thought that either" He shook his head.
"Seriously, Jesse, they may be looking after us! How can you just go without saying anything, when are we coming back, what are we going to be explained"
Questions burst out of Beca's mouth. Jesse laughed, "Are you taken by Aliens?"
"Excuse me?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Because, this is defiantly not the Beca I knew in high school"
"Well, I didn't know that you would attract any cunts to the bed either" She scoffed.
"See, you're so… not fun!" He groaned. Beca looked at him insulted. "And what happened to your style. You were cool!"
Beca bit her lip, "May I slap you?"
"No?"
"Well, you can't blame me for not wanting to go in dark anymore, I'm 25, Jesse!"
"I know that you miss it! It's pretty obvious!" He said, pointing at her bag.
Beca scowled, "How do you know? Are you Sherlock Holmes or something?"
"C'mon Becs, every time we're going out, you're taking with an eyeliner and dark gray eye shadow. That you don't actually use. You just miss it."
Beca scoffed, "But-"
"I bet that you don't dare to go back to it because you want to move on" He said and crossed his arms.
Beca laughed, "You'll see" She whispered and grabbed the hem of her sweater.
"NO BECA, EW! You don't need to show me any skin, don't be that kind of person! I was just manipulating-" He said and held a hand on the side of his head, to not look at Beca.
"Dude, fucking perv. I'm changing." She said, and crawled to the backseats.
"Oh" Jesse said, and focused on the road.
"Just… don't look at the mirror. Before Jesse knew it, he looked at the mirror. "I just did" He smirked.
"You're so mean" Beca muttered.
Beca crawled back to the seat next to Jesse. He took a quick look at Beca and turned his eyes back to the road again. He frowned and took an extra look at her.
"Wow, Bec." Jesse's mouth was all opened. He took a longer look at her; she looked just like in high school. Nothing changed. Same cute nose, same pale skin. The black eyeliner around her eyes, looking like a freaking cute panda. A natural colored lipstick. Black tank top, jeans and a mustard yellow shirt.
"You Look…. Great," Jesse stammered.
"Thanks" She smiled and lifted up her tank top.
"Like really great…. Like hot. Very hot, I mean-"
Beca chuckled, "Could you please just stop before you're getting a fist in your face?"
"Sorry" He muttered, looking at the road. "Just one question…"
"What, Jesse?"
"Where did you get the shirt from? It looks familiar"
"I think it's yours"
"What?" Jesse gulped.
"Oh, it was in the back seat. Smells like you" She grimaced and sniffed at it.
"That's…okay" He exhaled and focused on the road.
"You still want to have that montage?" Jesse asked enthusiastically.
Beca looked at him with big eyes, "Hell yeah."
They ran back to the car with a smoothie in their hands. They laid back in their seats, exhausted.
"Do you think the dog is still there?" Beca whispered, trying to get back her breath.
"I guess not," Jesse said and rubbed his eyes, he started the car and drove off.
After an awkward silence, Beca laughed.
"What is it?" Jesse scowled.
She snorted, "I'm sorry but, 'Step away, bagel man?' really Jesse?" She covered her mouth, hiding her snorting.
"He was a man, and he was holding a bagel! Sorry that I'm not that good at offending people as you are!" He scoffed.
Her weird laughing was so cute that Jesse started laughing. "I'm sorry, but I just can't-"Beca laughed with red face.
"Tell me 'bout it" Jesse grinned.
The car made weird noises; they stopped laughing and breathed heavily.
"Oh shit" Jesse said and drove to the side.
"What just happened?" Beca said, anxiously
"We're out of gas" Jesse sighed.
"YOU JUST FILLED THE TANK"
"Yeah…nah, not really. The dog came. And you know the taco, and you know..." Jesse scratched his arm.
Beca huffed and walked out of the car. She closed the door, her bag was stuck in the door.
"Let it….go" Beca gritted and pulled the bag. As the bag came out, Beca fell backwards on a mud steam.
"Oh my god" Jesse laughed and got out of the car. "Do you need some help?" Jesse laughed, holding out a hand for her.
She threw her bag on him; "I can handle it myself" She snapped and stood up.
"Whoa, okay" Jesse breathed, walking backwards.
"What are we gonna do?" Beca asked, frustrated.
"This friend of mine, has a truck. He usually drives here every second hour, so I guess he could pick us up" Jesse shrugged.
"When?" Beca frowned.
"Uh, 'bout an hour" He said, looking at Beca who was exploding of anger.
"Oh, so what are we gonna do in the meanwhile?" Beca sighed.
"Well…" Jesse trailed off. "I-"He stopped and sighed. Honestly, he didn't have a plan.
"Oh, you don't need to say more! This is just a plan you've made right? Let me guess, it contains embarrassment, sex and underestimating! I'm just another girl on your list for you. But you know Swanson, I'm not here for your mercy, I just want the money!" She said and crossed her arms.
"Hah! You're funny Bec, really funny!" Jesse scoffed. "You always think the worst of people, because of stuff they've done, you're trying to make them look back and never move on. But, guess what? You're the only one that's not moving on!"
Beca stood there with a blank face. "I'm neither a bastard nor a player"
"Oh yeah? You're always after the girl you mean look interesting! Without knowing her, you are beaming at her once. On the other hand, Luke is always picking up a girl for you! How can you make your friend to that? Is that even a friend?" She laughed.
"I'm just trying to find the right one, okay? And I'm not the one asking' Luke to do that, he is making that choice by himself"
"Finding the right one, right" Beca muttered.
"What happened with you? Before you were rude, but cute and funny. Now you're just rude and miserable!"
"Really? You're going to criticize me because you suck at arguing?" Beca raised an eyebrow.
"That's not what I'm after. However, it is something I don't get, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in L.A, living your dream? Because your music was pretty great!"
"I couldn't afford it anyway; it's just a waste of time!"
"Holy fuck! What happened? You loved music so much, seriously. You are just giving up like that. Living the life as a boring journalist, why?"
"It's called growing up, Jesse! Why don't you try that?" Beca asked loudly.
As she continued talking, Jesse looked down. He couldn't focus on her words. He frowned, "Holy shit" He breathed.
Beca stopped talking, "what?"
"Holy shit" Jesse repeated.
"Uhm?" Beca looked questioning at him.
Jesse leaned towards her, looking at her lips. "I said, holy shit," He whispered. Before Beca knew it, he pressed his lips against hers.
In spite of Beca's shock, she continued the kiss. They stepped back, gazing after air.
"You bastard" Beca said. She grabbed his jacket collar and kissed him again.
Two hours later
"Thanks…Bill" Jesse smiled to the man in the driving seat.
"No prob, Jesse. You two, take care; I'll pick up your car before the morning" He smiled to Beca.
"Thanks for the ride" Beca smiled back.
"Any time!" He said as they crawled out of the truck.
Beca awkwardly stood in the doorway. "I should probably get to the cab" Beca whispered..
"Yeah, do that" Jesse said quickly. Beca nodded and jogged through the garden and disappeared behind the trees.
Jesse walked in the house with a grin, humming. His mom stormed out of the kitchen with a frown. "There you are!"
"Here I am" He smiled.
"Where have you been?"
"Out"
"Where's Beca?"
"Surly in the room" He said, walking towards his room.
"Why so happy?" She laughed.
"Just feeling…Great" He beamed.