I could be the one

Mixing up

3 hours.

That's how long Beca's been getting ready for now. (Or at least, that's how long she has been trying to get ready for.)

She just can't seem to find an outfit good enough for tonight. I mean, she has nobody to impress.. Okay, maybe she wants to impress a certain somebody. But it's like she doesn't have the strength to even take a jacket off of the hanger right now.

Jesse arrived 2 hours ago and it's 7:25pm now. She has to be at the club in 35 minutes but she just can't seem to find something to wear no matter how hard she tries.

She's had a shower, done her hair and makeup but now it's just the outfit to choose. She's pulled out almost everything she owns and there's at least 200 items of clothing thrown haphazardly on her bedroom floor. She's tried hanging them up in different areas of her room and then spinning round and pointing to one randomly. That didn't work out. She's tried asking Siri. She's no help either. It's almost like God doesn't want her to wear any clothes tonight. (Maybe she'll try that out.)

"Why don't you wear a dress?" Jesse suggested as he stood against the doorway looking at Beca in her underwear. (He won't admit it out loud but he's enjoying the view a lot.) Weirdly, she feels comfortable when she's half naked in front of Jesse. God knows why, but hey, he's not complaining.

"No. It won't be comfortable enough to spin in." she answered as she rummaged through her closet.

Jesse sighed as Beca threw another pair of jeans behind her causing them to fly across the bedroom and land on one of the many piles of clothes. "What about high-waisted shorts?"

"No. Don't like my legs."

It's like whatever I suggest, she finds a reason to turn it down he thought to himself.

"Come on, Bec, your legs are fine" he sighed, taking a sip of his beer.

"I'm not wearing shorts, Jesse!" she turned around and noticed him looking at her with a strange look on his face. "What are you- why- why.. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason" he answered, "except maybe the fact that you were voted number 2 as hottest woman of the year last year and yet you're moaning to me about how you don't like your legs.. I mean have you seen them?"

"I just don't like them, okay? Stop being weird" she responded, flopping down on her bed and covering her face with her hands.

"I'm not!" he laughed as he walked into her bedroom and sat next to her on her bed. "I'm just saying.. I will never understand why you're self conscious. You- you're probably the hottest girl I've ever met"

"Shut up" she mumbled into her hands.

"I'm not kidding! I may be the most annoying person you know-"

"That's true" she interrupted.

"-but honestly, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.. You're beautiful, Beca.."

The brunette finally sat up and looked at Jesse. If she could read the expression in his eyes, which she could, she'd be able to tell that he was 110% telling the truth.

"You know.." Beca started, "you sometimes make me wonder why I'm even gay"

Jesse laughed at her and pushed her shoulder playfully. He looked down and talked after a few minutes of silence. "You make me wonder why I ever let you go"

And there it was.

The two of them had never told anybody, and never mentioned it to each other since. But when the two of them met at age 14, Jesse had a huge crush on Beca. One night, when they were 18, the two of them were at Jesse's house for thanksgiving. They were hanging out in his room and he leaned over and kissed Beca. The brunette kissed him back, not fully aware what she was doing at first, but the two of them decided to date each other. They dated for about a year when Beca found herself gradually not being interested in Jesse anymore. Maybe it was because at her 19th birthday, when she, Jesse and a few other friends went for a meal, she found herself weirdly attracted to the waitress. The two of them agreed that their relationship didn't work and luckily it wasn't an unhealthy break-up. They both loved each other as friends and nothing more so it was a mutual decision to just stay friends. It was a few months after that when Beca finally came out to Jesse. He was weirdly supportive and even insisted that she called him her 'lezbro'. The nickname never caught on.