Pitch Slapped

Delany was a freshman in high school and orientation was where clubs recruited the 'freshies'. Many clubs asked for her to come join but they all seemed to dorky like the chess club or book club. She didn't want to be a nerd like in middle school. She wanted to stand out, shine. That's when one specific club caught her eye, not just because of the guy recruiting with his brunette curls. Just the idea of it all. Being noticed.


29. Everybody Talks

"You really think I'm perfect." He whispered in my ear, which brought chills down my spine. 

"I think everyone is perfect in their own way." I turned and faced him.

"Thank you Delany for everything." Niall hugged me.

"You're welcome," I hugged him back, "Now about this girl?"

"Oh, yeah, you don't know her." Niall said.

"Whats her name?" I asked.

"Demi," He smiled at the ground, "She's an amazing singer, I've told her thousands of times to join the Manchester Mixers, but she won't. She says she gets stage fright, which I highly doubt."

"Wait, Demi Lovato?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's her, why?" Niall questioned.

"She's in my fifth period chemistry class. I could talk to her and get her to join the club." I said.

"I wouldn't bother, I've begged her so many times." Niall shrugged.

"Harry begged me many times and eventually I gave in." I told him.

"Well you could give it a try. Let me just warn you she's the shy type." Niall said.

"Type? People have types?" I asked.

"Yeah, where have you been? There are so many different types, like I'm the flirty type, Harry's the charming type, Liam's the friendly type, Louis is the funny type, Zayn is the nice type." Niall explained.

"Oh, okay. That kind of makes sense. This whole time I thought you liked me." I laughed.

"Well I did at the beginning of the school year, but I knew we would never be together because you like Harry, a lot." He said.

"I don't like Harry." I snapped back.

"Please, you just defended that you don't like him, you are always hanging out with him, you guys have perfect chemistry when you sing. Honey, everybody knows you two like each other." Niall put his hand on my shoulder.

"Well, everybody talks. Harry and I would never happen."

"Just face the facts, the song you wrote was right, it's beginning again." Niall said.

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