When 2 become 1 (sequel to When 2 bands collide)

Chicken fights and Waterball

Harry's POV

"Go!" Somebody shouted.

I started to push Kaylee as she pushed back, swerving around the pool, almost falling and squealing every so often. We were pushing each other when I felt myself fall. We landed in the crystal water. I came back out of it, hair draped across my eyes, glaring at Zayn who made me fall. I heard Kaylee cheering and saw her and Niall snogging.

"Who wants to go next?" Zayn asks.

"ME! I DO!" Emily hollered, raising a hand in the air, jumping up and down like a little kid. Zayn laughs and hoists her on his shoulders.

"Ready?" Kaylee asks Emily.

"GO!" I shout.

They start, the boys underneath them swerve, trying to keep up. They were going for about 5 minutes when the boys started looking tired.

"JEREMY!" Emily shrieks, eyes sparkling as she jumps off of Zayn's shoulders and runs to a man in swim trunks, standing, arms open to the wet girl. He matched the picture perfectly.

"Hey babe." he says, kissing her. She smiled, blushing.

"You're here early." She says, setting his stuff down on a chair.

All was silent.

Except the conversation going on with the girls.

"They had to call it off early. Won't be shot until next week." He says, stepping in the pool with her. They looked so much in love. More than her and Liam. And that's saying a fuckload of mushy shit.

"Well, that means you get more time with me." She says. I scrunch my nose in disugst and turn away. I see all the boys doing the same.

"Hey! What's this?" Louis asks, holding up a pink bat like thing.

"A wacky, bat thingie." Corbyn answers, jumping on his back.

"That sounds wrong." Emily says, smiling. Louis rolls his eyes.

"Can we play baseball?" He asks, picking up a toy duck.

"Sure!" I say.

"15 people. 8 on one team and 7 on the other." Liam and Emily say at the same time. Emily rolls her eyes and pulls Jeremy towards her.

"WE'RE ON A TEAM!" She announces. He grins bigger than I've ever seen anybody smile. And Louis smiles really big when he's hyper. So...

"In that case, you 2 are captains." Zayn says, wiping the smile off Emily's face.

"You know what? Emily and me can be captains. That's cool." He says to Emily's killer death glare. I swear, if looks killed, he'd be dead the first second her eyes shot up with fire.

"Jeremy." Emily starts off.

"Perrie." Zayn says.

Everybody gets picked. Jeremy, Corbyn, Liam, Kaylee, Eleanor, Dani, and I were on Emily's team. Perrie, Niall, Louis, Haylee, Jessica, and Brea were on Zayn's team with 1 less player.

"We're on the field! I'm pitcher!'' Kaylee says before giving her enemy husband a kiss and running off to the water to pitch. I positioned myself at 2nd base (diving board) with everybody else scattered.

Let's do this.

Emily's POV

I threw the duck at Liam at first who go Brea out at first, and then threw it at me. I got Haylee out at home. I was catcher. I smiled up at Jeremy as I watched the duck flew across the pool to the other end where Harry ended up jumping in to get it. He threw it to Perrie on third and she got Jessica out.

"3 outs! We're batting!" Corbyn shouts.

I get up and stand in front of Jeremy, behind Corbyn. She swung, hit it, and made it safely to second. I gave Jeremy a quick kiss before stepping up to the pool toy we used as home.

God I loved that guy.

Everything about him. I've never felt this way before. I feel nausous yet happy. Like I'm on my period. Maybe I am. Hm. *shrug* I've felt this exact same way only once before. And that relationship ended dramatically. Very heartbreaking.

I swung and hit the duck behind the pitcher (Louis). That duck is hard to hit. Especially with that stick thing. I barely made it to first. But I did. So BOO YAH!

I watched in awe as Jeremy hit the duck to the outfield with ease and easily made a home run.

Wow.

He hit the motherfucker hard.

"That was awesome." I say before full on snogging him.

We stood there a moment, lips working in perfect sync before I heard somebody call out.

"2 outs!" My eyes flashed open and I pulled away.

"COME ON PEOPLE! LET'S DO THIS!" I shout as Eleanor hits  the duck and runs to second. It was Harry who got out at third.

"Nice move Styles." Corbyn says, hitting his head.

"I didn't mean to." He pouts.

"I'm kidding smart ass." She says before walking off to her spot as shortstop.

I crouch down in catcher position. 3 minutes had passed. The bases were loaded with Zayn on first, Jessie on second, and Haylee on third. We were tied, 11 to 11.

"COME ON PEOPLE! LET'S WIN THIS!" I holler.

"She's so competitive." I hear Harry whisper, I see them looking at me. I ignore it.

"Yeah. That's one of the things I think is so cute about her." Jeremy replies, my heart jumps.

"Yeah... I miss it..." Liam says. He sounded jealous. But... No...

But I didn't get much time to think about it. Because the bat had came back and hit me in the forehead.

I felt pain.

I saw black.

I heard nothing.