(Sung by Ed Sheeran, original song/lyric rights go to SnowPatrol)
CHELSEA'S POV
It had been days since I'd even had the courage to look at Bryce, let alone dance with him. Internationals was just a week away and A-Troupe was truly a mess. Jenny wasn't talking to Zach, Amber wasn't talking to Bryce, the whole team is basically falling apart and it's all my fault. I felt horrible, but sometimes I need to put my emotional well-being before anything else. I was practising a solo when Mum walks in.
"Chelsea, please talk to him. He has his reasons." I stop mid-solo and switch the music off. At this point, I'm fuming.
"Mum, you're giving him an excuse. After what he did-" Mum stops me, rolling her eyes before giving up.
"Fine, I'll stop, but you can't give up on this team." I roll my eyes and Mum glares at me. "Chelsea, ever since you were younger, all you wanted to dance at Internationals with your best friends. You wanted to show the world what TNS is made of, what you're made of. This is your chance to finally prove everyone. Now, go find your team and tell them that everything is okay!" I smile, memories flashing before my eyes. Why should I let a stupid guy ruin my chances at my future?! I hug Mum and hope up, running into the studio.
RILEY'S POV
I smile softly, watching my daughter contently run back into the studio.
"She's so much like you. Your hair, your bright eyes." I giggle, turning to James.
"And your cheeky smile." I wink, pecking his cheek.
"I've got a song for the new album and I want you to be the first to hear it." Luke, Theo and John walk in, instruments on hand. James grabs an acoustic guitar.
"I didn't know you still played."
"I had a very good teacher." James winks and begins to strum.
'We'll do it all, everything. On our own.' I feel my eyes start to well up. 'We don't need, anything or anyone.' I start to sway to the music, closing my eyes and listening to every single word. 'Those three words, are said too much. They're not enough.'
CHELSEA'S POV
The studio was silent when I walked in. Everyone was stretching in separate corners, ignoring everyone else. Zach looked over at Jenny desperately, but she turned her head and continued to whisper to Abi.
"A-Troupe." Everyone's attention quickly turns to me, eyes burning into me. I clear my throat, trying to ignore Bryce's begging stare piercing my skin. "I know things haven't been great lately." Harrison laughs and everyone glares at him, quickly silencing him. "But why should we give up now? Do you want the other teams to take one look and think that we're losers?!" Bryce speaks up.
"No." I manage to give him a weak smile before turning my attention back to my team.
"I remember when I was five, all I wanted to do was go to Internationals with my best friends. I know we've had our ups and downs, but I couldn't have picked a better team myself. All of you deserve a chance to show everyone who you truly are and prove every person who doubted you wrong. When I have kids, I want to tell them about how our team won Internationals! I want to tell them how amazing we were. This is our time, this is our chance. don't waste it." Everyone hopped up, smiling and cheering.
"We couldn't have picked a better captain if we tried." Addison states and everyone pulls me into a group hug.
"Now let's go win Internationals!"
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DANCING WITH A DANCER'S HEART (2) (DISCONTINUED)
FanficSEQUEL TO FIRST TO FALL It's A-Troupe's time to shine and Chelsea and her friends are pushing themselves to the limits with every drop of blood, sweat and tears standing in the way of their chance at winning Internationals. Chelsea is truly one of a...
