"Oh my god" Jesse gasped when saw Beyoncé on the red carpet
"No fangirling, remember?" Beca said smiling to the cameras
"She's flawless" he said staring at her.
"Jesse stop staring" Beca ordered behind gritted teeth
"Oh my god, Madonna!" He gasped loudly "She looks so good for her age" he noted
"Jesse, snap out of it" She reached for him, cupping his chin and turning him to face her.
"Rihanna looks amazing in that dress. Gucci?" he said glancing behind her. God, this is unbelievable.
"Kiss me" She told him.
Knowing how she felt about PDA, Jesse arched and eyebrow at her. Leaning over, he peeked her lips.
Sighing, she wrapped her arms around his waist. as she deepened the kiss, she felt the camera flashes on them. Fuck, this better work.
Pulling away, Jesse gazed dreamily into her eyes. I'm gonna regret this.
Taking her hand in his, he turned to the cameras and smiled. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did Katy Perry just wave at you?" Jesse asked wide-eyed. Oh c'mon.
Jesse held his breath when he saw Katy walk their way.
"Don't faint" Beca said in a low voice, tightening her hold on his hand. He nodded slowly.
Watching Katy share an inside joke with Beca, Jesse was amazed by how easy it seemed for Beca to interact with fucking Katy Perry.
Jesse let out a breath as he watched Katy walk away.
"She's so pretty. And she smells so good"
"Do you want me to set you up with her?"
"Haha. Okay enough fangirling" He said clearing his throat
"Enough red carpet" she corrected
"Hey what's up with the boob joke?" he asked taking her lead
"You better off not knowing," she laughed
Half way through the show, Beca glanced at her phone to find seven missed calls from her mother. "Well, fuck" she cursed throwing her phone in her lap.
"What's wrong?" Jesse asked. She held her phone up for him to see.
"Your mom called?" he said frowning. She nodded as she brought the glass of champagne to her mouth. "And that's a problem, because?"
"Later" she simply said looking back at the stage
"Okay" he nodded, shifting his attention to the stage as well.
"Becs?" she glanced at him. "How tight are you with Katy Perry?"
Exhaling, Beca said "We're alright. What do you want?"
"A selfie" He grinned. Sighing, she got up. When he didn't, she glanced at him. "C'mon" she said gesturing for him to get up.
Grinning he followed her.
Beca tapped on Katy's shoulder.
"Hi. Sorry for bothering you, but is it okay if he took a selfie with you?" Beca asked pointing at Jesse who waved at her trying his best to play it cool.
"Of course" Katy smiled
"I'm framing this" Jesse said admiring the picture of him, Katy Perry and Beca on his phone.
"You should have taken one without me in it" Beca said taking a seat.
"Why?" he asked looking up
"So that you won't have to Photoshop me out of it when we break up" she said in a matter of faculty tone
As soon as she said those words, Jesse leaned over and kissed her. He didn't pull away until it was physically impossible for him to go any longer without oxygen.
"Stop saying that" he said frowning as he gazed into her eyes. Beca touched her lips panting. That was intense. She found herself staring back.
Her phone vibrating broke off their staring, it was a text from Chloe.
'Were you high?' Beca chuckled at the picture attached, it was her and Jesse kissing on the red carpet. This is bad.
"You're not coming up with me" Beca said breaking the comfortable silence on their way home. She was tipsy.
"Okay" he shrugged.
"The girls are probably there and I'm in no mood for any kind of teasing and you coming with me will make it worse" she explained
"Don't take this the wrong way, but you seem to make enough money to buy a place. Why are you rooming up with Stacie?"
"I don't like living alone. It gets lonely," she said staring at the sky.
Beca looked down at her vibrating phone and sighed.
"Your mom?" he guessed. She didn't tell him why it was a problem for her mom to call yet.
"Yep. I should have thought more before asking you to shove your tongue down my throat," She said sinking into her seat
"What was that for anyway? Not that I'm complaining."
"I figured if you kissed me you would snap out of your fangirling." she shrugged.
"I'm sorry" he apologized glancing at her briefly.
"Listen, I don't want to go home, yet" she said turning to look at him
"Wanna go eat?" he suggested
"Nah, I want something else" she said seductively
"We could hit the movies. We'd probably catch a late night screening," he said not picking up what she was hinting at
"No. No movies" she shook her head. He stroke his chin thinking.
"There's this playground I pass by every morning on my way to work. I've been wanting to go there for a while now." he said in excitement
"But you never did 'cause you look like a child molester with that beard?" she guessed
"Maybe." he said laughing
"You sure you're 29?" she asked
"Shut up, it's fun"
"Fine, but I'm not drunk enough to act like a seventeen-year-old"
"Getting you drunk is manageable," he said nodding "Plus drunk you is so much fun."
"What are you waiting for then?" she asked sing-song-ing
"Why do I feel like a murder went down here?" Beca asked wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she looked around the playground
"That's your 6th beer in an hour, Becs." Jesse noted watching her take off her broken heels
"So?" she said making her way to the swings
Jesse picked up her heels and followed her
"You've been drowning champagne at the award show ever since you saw your mother's missed calls"
"I know, I was there" she said swinging
"I'm impressed with how well you can hold your liquor. I would have fainted by now." he said sitting on a swing next to her
"Irish genes. But I'm reasonably drunk right now" she said after a hiccup.
Putting down the empty beer she got up and made her way to the slides.
"This is really great" she said sliding down, Jesse waited for her at the end of the slide.
"I like this slide" Beca said taking his hand to stand up. "I like this playground. And I really like you"
"I like you too" he said smiling at her.
Dropping his hand she wrapped her arms around herself
"You're cold? Here have my blazer" he said as he started to take off his blazer
"Nope." She said walking pass him "Ever seen a drunk cold? Common sense Swanson" she laughed pushing him playfully.
"Good point" he nodded making his way back to the swings.
"And even if I were" She said as she watched him sit down.
"There's a way better way to get warm that a fucking blazer" she added in a low voice as she walked to him.
Sitting on his lap, she started kissing him behind the ear while unbuttoning his shirt.
"Beca" he groaned.
Stopping half way, she cupped his face and brought his lips to hers.
"Okay, stop" he mumbled, pulling away when she unzipped his pants. She frowned "You wouldn't do this if you were sober" he said stroking her cheek. "Let's go to my place" he suggested
"I don't want to wake Benji up."
"You have no problem waking Stacie up" he laughed wrapping his arms around her waist when he felt her lose coordination.
"It's not the same." She shook he head, resting her arms on his shoulders
"My car?" he smirked
"Ugh, fine" she rolled her eyes.
"Wait, wait, wait" Beca said pulling away.
"You're gonna get sick?" he asked
"No. Unzip me" she said giving him her back "I paid a lot of money for this." Sighing, Jesse unzipped her dress.
"Okay now we can keep going" she said happily only in underwear
Beca woke up the next day alone in Jesse's bed, with a headache. Sitting up she noticed she was wearing his T-shirt.
Looking to her right she saw a note in Jesse's handwriting 'Went jogging, there's food in the fridge. Stacie called she said to call her when you wake up'
Beca grabbed her phone, getting up.
"I have a headache, so please talk in a low voice" Beca said first when Stacie picked up
"Okay" Stacie said laughing
"Mom called?" Beca aske as she opened the fridge
"Yes."
"Great. How pissed is she?"
"She isn't pissed actually. She sounded sad and you ignoring her calls made it worse." Stacie explained
Pulling the pancakes and the mug of the cure, Beca cradled her phone against her shoulder.
"Huh. That's new"
"Since when do you kiss on the red carpet? Scratch that, since when do you kiss in public?"
"He was fangirling and I had to snap him out of it" Beca said putting the pancakes in the microwave
"Poor decision making on my part" she added sighing
"Good luck dealing with your parents"
"Dad didn't call yet." She said sipping from the cure and leaning against the counter.
"He will. Wait for it"
Hearing the door unlock Beca looked at the front door, she smiled when she saw that it was Jesse.
"Morning" he said making his way to the kitchen
"It's been a while since he last lectured me." She said before drowning the rest of the drink in one breath
"Good morning" Beca said to Jesse, watching him take off his sweaty sweatshirt.
Throwing it on a chair, he took off his ear buds and IPod and put them on the counter then went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.
"Hey Stace, gotta go." Sighing, Beca said watching his Adam's apple move up and down as he drank.
"Call your parents" Stacie said before hanging up.
"How was your run?" she asked making her way to the microwave
"Alright" he answered putting the bottle back
"I think I got recognized by a few people, which is kinda weird"
"Did you Instagram the picture?" she asked, pulling the pancakes out of the microwave
"Obviously, also tweeted it. And I tagged Katy in it. She Re-tweeted it" He said making his way to her
"Then it's totally normal" she shrugged placing the plat on the table
"You're really sweaty" she grimaced when he pulled her to him.
"Thank you for taking me to the Grammys. I had so much fun, during and after it" he winked
"Glad you did" she said sitting down after she removed herself from him.
"Is everything okay with Stacie? She called really early"
"Mom called her. I didn't tell my parents I was seeing anyone" looking at him she added "Mom saw the pictures of us making out on the red carpet and she's freaking out. My dad will call soon"
"How bad?" he said taking a seat
"Well, there's a lecture from dad on how I don't involve him in my life. He's an literature professor in college, it's gonna be a long one. And my mom will probably fly here and nag me about it, I think she lives in San Francisco now. You're going to meet my mom, soon" she explained
"That's not so bad." He said leaning into his chair
Beca let out a laugh "You don't know my parents"
"You should eat, they'll get cold" he shrugged nodding at the pancakes
"On second thought, I'm not hungry anymore. Talking about my lovely family made me lose my appetite" she got up and put the pancakes back in the fridge
"I know something that will definitely take your mind off of them" he said.
"Impress me" she smirked at him
Jesse jumped off his seat and paced to her. "Did I ever tell you how great you look in my clothes?"
"I don't think you did." She shook her head
"Well, you do. And you look even better without any clothes" he said before kissing her
"Shower?" Beca mumbled against his lips.
He nodded sliding his hands down around her bottom and lifted her up against him. She wrapped her legs around him as he walked them to the bathroom.
"Oh boy" Beca said as she picked up her phone.
"What is it?" Jesse asked going through his closet
"Stacie just texted, mom is here" she said, putting her phone on the nightstand.
"What are you going to do?" he asked throwing her a sweatshirt for her to catch.
"Ignore her for as long as I can" she shrugged catching the sweatshirt.
"You shouldn't do that" he sang wearing a sweatshirt himself
"I've been doing it for years, works for me" she said checking how she looked in the mirror. The sweatshirt was baggy and big for her frame.
"Where's my dress?" she asked looking around
"You left it in the car along with your heels which are broken by the way" she looked at him "Don't worry you didn't get here in your underwear, I gave you my blazer"
"It better not have anything on it. It's pretty expensive," she warned "And I'm not meeting my mom in a gigantic sweatshirt and barefoot, anyway"
"Told you to leave some of your stuff here"
"Nope. That is one rule I have placed for myself that I'm not going to break" I've been breaking a lot of my rules lately.
"I would love to piggyback you to your apartment if you want" she rolled her eyes at him
"I'll just ask Stacie to get me something to wear or just hide here until my mother gives up and goes away"
"Text Stacie, I'll drive down there and get them for you"
"Seems like a lot of driving." Sighing, she said. "Looks you're piggybacking me to your car" he grinned
"I'm kidding. No piggybacking" She said laying on the bed
"Where's Benji?" Beca asked when he hopped on the bed next to her
"I kicked him out, he'll be back by midday." She glanced at the clock behind her and smiled when she saw that it was ten twenty am
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked looking back at him
"Yes" he said rolling on top of her.
AN: Weird enough I have nothing to say. Thank you for reading. Peace.