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!

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24. Tomorrow

It was nine thirty and Demi was still not back. Perrie was sitting in a chair scanning through the TV channels. I couldn't take it anymore it was so boring in this little room.

"I'm going to go out and get some fresh air." I told Perrie grabbing my key.

"Okay, not to late." She called after me as I opened the door.

"Yes mother."  I laughed as I shut the door.

I walked down to the lobby and made my way through it until I found the theater. I opened the door and looked around, it was all prepared for tomorrow everything was perfect until I saw him. He walked on stage and took a look around. I knew exactly what he was doing, he knew I would turn up here. This was a perfect plan and he knew it.

"Tomorrow, I'm gonna leave here. I'm gonna let you go and walk away, like everyday I said I would. And tomorrow, I'm gonna listen to that voice of reason inside my head telling me that were no good." Harry started singing his deep raspy voice worked perfectly with this song and I knew this song all too well.

"But tonight I'm gonna give in one last time, rock you strong in these arms of mine. Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow." Harry sang as he stood on stage. "We're like fire and gasoline, I'm no good for you, you're no good for me. We only bring each other tears of sorrow, but tonight I'm gonna love you like there's no tomorrow." Harry sang the chorus as I stood by the door watching him. He continued singing his face was looking towards the ground the whole time. He reached the chorus again.

"We're like fire and gasoline, I'm no good for you, you're no good for me. We only bring each other tears of sorrow." I sang with him as I made my way down to the front of the stage. His head slowly moved up until he saw me. "But tonight I'm gonna love you like their's no tomorrow. I'm gonna leave here and I'm gonna let you go and walk away, like everyday I said I would."

We finished the song as I stood below the stage. Harry's eyes met mine and I quickly looked away.

"You knew I was going to be here, didn't you?" I asked him.

"Lets just say it was a lucky guess." He replied. Lucky guess. Just like he said the last time. Just like Niall said. I wiped those thoughts out of my mind.

"Harry you need to stop." I told him.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"Just like the song said, you're gonna let me go, right?" I questioned.

"Yes, but tonight I'm gonna love you like their's no tomorrow." He jumped off stage and stood next to me.

"Harry, stop. We're no good." I told home.

"Delany-"

"We only bring eachother tears of sorrow." I kissed him on the cheek, "Goodbye Harry."

This time he finally let me go with no fight. It was true, we were like fire and gasoline. Harry needed to move on just like I was. I pressed the up button on the elevator and waited for the door to open. Once it finally did I hit the button to floor forty two. I stood waiting as the door was halfway shut when someone put their arm out to stop it. 

Please, don't be Harry. I prayed.

It was worse, Niall.

He hated me.

He stepped in and I saw his smile fade. An old couple came behind him and pressed floor four. We stood in awkward silence the whole time. Then I realized as the old couple got off the elevator, Niall never pressed a button. That meant he was on the same floor as me.

Crap.

We sat in more silence until it hit floor eight and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Niall, look I'm sorry I kissed you that night. I'm sorry Harry came at you. Just stop acting like you hate me. It's killing me inside knowing you hate me and I just can't take it anymore. I'm sorry." I blurted out.

"How was that date with Harry?" He asked.

"What? Date? It wasn't a date. How did you know I was with him?" I asked.

"We are sharing a hotel room, he told me he was giving it one last shot to win you over tonight. Then if you didn't want him he would let you go." Niall explained.

"Who would he try to win me over against?" I looked at Niall his face looking at the floor.

Niall looked up and his eyes met mine, "Me."

"What? Niall you hate me." I told him.

"No I don't. I was giving you space." He said.

"Why would Harry just give up on me?" I asked.

"He said he could tell by the way you look at me, the way you kissed me that night, that he knew you were in love with me. I told him he had it wrong and that you weren't in love with me, but-" Niall said, I cut him off.

"But, he knew what the feeling was like because he was in love with me. He knew what it was like to look into someone's eyes and see everything you need." I said.

"And he saw that with you." Niall said.

"And now he thinks I'm seeing it with you?" I asked.

"I guess so." Niall shrugged.

"He is so naive! He thinks he nows everything about anyone! He can't just say that I'm in love with-" My venting was cut off by Niall's lips touching mine we kissed for almost six seconds until I pulled away.

"I'm in love with you." Niall said after I pulled away.

"Niall, you can't. I can't." I tried to make words, but none of it was making sense. Then the elevator reached are floor opeining the door.

"I can't do this. Not now I mean." I turned to him and gave him one last kiss, "I'm sorry." I made a run down the hall and found Demi sitting against the wall.

"Where the hell have you been?" Demi stood up.

"Getting fresh air." I told her. "Why are you out here?"

"I forgot my key and Perrie won't let me in. I banged on the door and called for her, but got nothing." Demi explained. 

I pulled my key out from my back pocket and unlocked the door. We both walked in to see Perrie and somebody with black hair making out on one of the beds.

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