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!


19. They Want The

."We were both young when I first saw you, I close my eyes and the flash back starts, I'm standing there. On a balcony in summer air." Liam jumped in front of everyone and started round three off. Damn. "I see-"

"See that I'm the one who understands you been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me-" Demi cut him off, but then she was cut off by Harry.

"Me running. But I kinda know that I won't get far. And you stood there in front of me just close enough to touch. Close enough to hope you couldn't see what I was thinking of." Harry sang as we all stood watching him. He pointed to me as he hit the chorus, "Drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain, kiss me on the sidewalk, talk away the pain. Cause I see sparks fly when ever you-"

"You were trouble when you walked in. So shame on me now." I ran up to Harry and sang. There was no way in hell he was going to flirt his way to win. "Flew me to places I've never been. Till you put me down oh. I knew you were trouble when you walked in. So shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been. Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground. Oh, Oh. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble."

"Oh. Oh. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble." My girls chimed in with me. Harry stood in front of me a big smirk on his face. He probably didn't know anymore songs by Taylor Swift.

"No apologies, he'll never see you cry. Pretend he doesn't know that he's the reason why. You're drowning. You're drowning. You're drowning. Heard you moved on from whispers on the streets. A new notch in your belt is all I'll ever be. And now I see. Now I see. Now I see. He was long gone. When he met me. And I realize the joke is on me. I knew you were trouble when you walked in. So shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been. Till you put me down oh. I knew you were trouble when you walked in. So shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been. Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground."

"Oh. Oh. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble." Perrie came out of the group and sang with me. "Oh. Oh. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble."

"And the saddest fear comes creeping in." I got in Harry's face. "That you never loved me, or her, or anyone, or anything, yeah. I knew you-" I was cut off. Shit. I thought we had it.

"You never met. 'Cause loving her was red. Yeah, yeah red. Burning red. And that's why she's spinning around in my head. Comes back to me, burning red. Yeah, yeah." Niall belted as Harry slowly stepped back away from me realizing what the lyrics I sang meant. Niall came up to me. "Her love was driving an old Maserati down a dead end street."

He finished the song as I stood their with nothing left to say. The boys ran up and tackled him as I walked back to my girls. They all gave me a pat on the shoulder and trying to say we'll get them next round.

"Round three goes to Manchester Mixers!" Zach yelled. He then proceeded to spinning the wheel. "Round four is a genre."

"Spit it out already!" Zayn yelled.

"Okay! Okay!" Zach put his hands up in surrender. "Round four is Rap!"He sliced his hand in the air like a flag motioning us to go.

Rap? You have got to be kidding me. Girls can't rap. Unless you're like Nicki Minaj or something. That's it Nicki Minaj!

"This one is for the boys with the booming system. Top down AC, with the cooler system. When he come up in the club he be blazin' up. Got stacks on deck like he savin' up. And he ill, he real, he might gotta a deal. He pop bottles and got the right kinda bill. He cold, he dope, he might sell coke. He's always in the air, but he never fly coach. He a muthafuckin' trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship. When he make a drip, drip, kiss hime on the lip, lip. That's the kinda dude I-" I rapped, but was cute off. God dammit!

"I don't see how you can hate from outside the club? You can't even get in." Zayn laughed. "Leggo! Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sippin', yellow Lamborghini. yellow top missin'. Yeah, yeah thatt shit look like a toupee. I-"

"I-I-I'm huntin' lookin' for a dolla. This is fucking awesome." One of our new girls, Chanel came forward. "I'm gunna pop some tags. Only got twenty dollars in my pocket. I-I-"

"I was king. I woke up still king... This rap games a nipple is mine for the milking... Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till it kills me-" Harry rapped, but was quickly cut off by Demi.

"Me, But first ni**as got to find me. What's fifty grand to a muthafucka like me can you please remind me? Ball so-" Demi got cut off.

"So fly it's like a blessing. But-" One of the boys who I believe was Josh sang before he got cut off.

"But I've been talking to God for so long. That I have you look in my life. I guess he was talking back. Fuckin' with my clique." Perrie sang stepping in front of everyone making Josh squirm back to the Mixers. "Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin' clique. Clique, as I look around hey don't do it like my clique. And all these bad bitches, man, they want the. They want the, they wan the."

Perrie had done it. She finished they round and we won! Oh my God! We won the rap round!

"Round four goes to the Madonnas!" Zach screamed. We all jumped up and down with excitement. The boys all stared at us with blank faces trying to figure out how a group of girls could beat them in rap.

"Now we're moving on to round five! The tie breaker! Last man standing." Zach announced. 

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