A/n: 21 BAHAHAHAHA IM LAUGHING SO HARD RIGHT NOW. IM SO IMMATURE.
In one hour is my date with Jesse.
Is he going to break up with me?
Tell me, "it's not you, it's me.", in a dramatic fight.
Or, like, what the hell?
I just wear something casual because it's a picnic. Then, I find a note.
'Beca, follow these notes'.
I then find another in the front yard.
'I love you',
'Is it just me or are you forever perfect?'
I finally find him at the park.
"It's just you." I laugh, but he frowns.
"Nope, it's not just me, Bec." He kisses my cheek. "I love you, Beca, and since I can't propose to you until you're ready, just remember this proposal when you tell me that you're ready." He takes a deep breath before continuing. "Okay, Beca Mitchel, you're perfect, your exterior is flawless, and you honestly don't even have to try to look beautiful. I love you, so will you do me the honors of marrying me- when you're ready?"
"I'm ready." Where the hell did that come from? "I'm ready to be with you, Jesse."
"Or now? Will you marry me?"
"Yes." A smile grows across my face and he gets up off his one knee and pulls me to him.
"I told you the endings were the best part." He brings up the first time we kissed. God, that was amazing.
"You're such a weirdo." I smile as I pull him in and we kiss.
How the hell is everyone going to react?
A/n: shut up, I wanted it to be short.