Pitch Slapped

Chapter 3

Beca jogged up the stairs and walked down the corridor towards Jesse's room. She loved hanging out there, his bed was extra comfortable and it always smelled of popcorn. Jesse's love for movies was part of what drew her to him (apart from his stunning singing voice and extremely good looks). She loved how he would nerd out on old movies and their soundtracks. Since they started dating she had watched at least 50 new movies, and The Breakfast Club had been watched at least 50 times on top of that. She got to his door and knocked. 

''Hey there, million dollar baby,'' Jesse said as he opened the door, pulled Beca into her arms and closed the door again. He bent down and kissed her gently on the lips. Beca smiled and kissed him back. 

''So how was auditions for you guys?,'' he asked, still holding her close.

''They were great, we picked our two girls and emailed them already. How did it go for you guys?''. 

''Awesome, we have practice tomorrow''. Jesse pulled away from Beca and sat on his bed where, of course, he had a massive bowl of microwaved popcron and juice boxes. He patted the space beside him and Beca sat next to him, cuddling into his shoulder. 

''So, what are we watchign today?,'' she asked as Jesse opened his laptop and pulled a DVD case off his shelf. 

''Dazed and Confused,'' he replied, smiling at her

''Again!? Please no! Let's watch something else,'' Beca protested, playfully slapping Jesse on the arm.

''Like what!?'' Jesse laughed.

''I dunno, how about The Breakfast Club again?,'' Beca smiled. Jesse laughed.

''Seriously? Again? We've watched it like 50 times Bec''.

''Seriously,'' she smiled. Jesse sighed and pulled the DVD of The Breakfast Club off his shelf, and put the disk into his laptop. Hitting play, he sat back and let Beca rest her head on his shoulder. It only got about a half hour into the movie before Beca started playfully hitting and tickling him. He smiled down at her.

''You okay?,'' he whispered. Beca leaned her face closer to his. 

''I'm fine,'' she whispered back. Jesse leaned in closer until their noses were touching, then closed the space between them, meeting her lips with his. He wrapped his arms around Beca and pulled her as close as he possible could, hungry for her touch. It wasn't long until Beca was lying on top of him, stradling his hips and kissing him deeply. She leaned away from his face and smiled down at him.

''So much for watch The Breakfast Club,'' he smiled. Beca laughed and rolled over to lie beside Jesse, enclosed in his warm muscley arms. 

''Yeeeeah, sorry about that''. Jesse kissed the top of her head.

''It's perfectly fine with me, we don't get much alone time, so when Benji or Amy is out of town I'm perfectly fine with this''. He ran his fingers lightly through her hair. It had been approximately a month since they'd had proper alone time, with no chance of interruption. He loved Beca alot, and tried to show it as often as possible be it by bringing her flowers and ice cream or listening to her new mixes and promoting them on the college radio station, which they both worked in during the holidays and on weekends. And he knew she loved him too. She always told him, and would randomly write little notes and hide them in his DVD cases when he wasn't around. It was perfect and blissful, and he had never been happier. He could only hope that it would last forever.