Pitch, Please!

Wining sectionals was great and all, but wining regional's would be something. Delany and Harry couldn't be any more happier together, they had awesome times going on double dates with Niall and Demi or Zayn and Perrie. But after an ugly split up between one of the couples in Manchester Mixers causes one of them to leave and make their own a Capella group, what side will they all choose? Will Manchester Mixers even make it to regional's in one piece or will this new a capella club at school get the best of them? You'll have to find out in this sequel to Pitch Slapped!


15. Quitting

"So, what did he say?" Demi asked sitting on the couch as I closed the door.

"Um... well Perrie was right." I told her.

"Oh." Demi looked down at her hands.

"Demi, I'm so sorry." I said sitting by her on the couch.

"Don't worry about it, it's not your fault. I just thought he wanted me back, but this is good, I can finally move on." She smiled.

We both heard the slam of our door and looked up to see Perrie, out of breath and her heels in her hand.

"What the hell happened?" I asked.

"Freaking Zayn! He wouldn't leave me alone! I stayed to talk to Cowell, but after the crowd died down he was nowhere to be found. Zayn happened to be in the theater too, he wanted to talk and I told him to fuck off, but he couldn't take no for an answer." Perrie collapsed on her bed.

"That creep." Demi mumbled.

"He's been doing this for the past few days. I thought it would stop, but it's just gotten worse." Perrie told us.

"Why haven't you told us?" I asked.

"I thought he would stop after me saying no the first couple of times." Perrie took her hair out of the ponytail. Then we all froze and heard the sound of something hitting the window. I opened in peeked out to see Zayn.

"Leave the poor girl alone loverboy, she doesn't want you anymore! Don't make me have her boyfriend beat you up!" I yelled at him through the opened window.

Perrie and Demi laughed in the background.

"Boyfriend? What the hell?" Zayn said.

"Relax, she's still single. I'm just messing with you." I said and closed the window.

"Thanks Delany, I owe you one." Perrie smiled.

"It's on the house." I laughed and they joined in. Then we heard the knocking of the door.

"I got it." I got up and opened the door to see Zayn.

"Let me talk to her." Zayn asked.

"No." I said shutting the door, but his hand stopped the door.

"Please?" He asked again.

"No, she's... um... naked." I lied.

"Like I haven't seen her body before." Zayn rolled his eyes.

"Eww..." I said, "Goodbye Zayn." I slammed the door with all my might.

"That was interesting." Demi said.

"That was disgusting. I don't need to here about your guys sex life." I spit my tongue out at the thought of it.

"Guys, I don't think I can do this anymore." Perrie stood up.

"Do what?" Demi asked, "The whole Zayn thing?"

"Yeah, I know we broke up, but he won't leave me alone. Everyday after Manchester Mixers practice he tries to talk to me, he begs me to take him back. I don't think I can handle that." Perrie explained.

"So, are you just going to quit being in the Mixers?" I asked.

"You can't do that! You love to sing!" Demi whined.

"I know and I've thought about this for the past few days. What if we made our own a capella group?" Perrie smiled.

"You mean like another group on campus?" I asked.

"Yes, we could be an all women a capella group. Just get all the girls from the mixers to come and we could recruit some girls." Perrie explained.

"That's not a bad idea..." Demi smiled.

"You guys could get away from all of the boys and just have some girl power." Perrie laughed.

"That would be nice, but what about Cher and Danielle?" I asked.

"Cher quit yesterday, said she needed to focus on school work and I heard a rumor that Danielle's quitting too just because Cher did." Perrie said.

"So that's why Cher wasn't at practice today!" Demi said.

"You guys in?" Perrie asked.

"I'm down." Demi smiled.

"Hell yeah." I smirked.

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