Final Song From Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

"Dee, I fucked up, I messed up. I blew it back then, but now everyone knows what was going on in my head at the time. "Perfection is my band's biggest song so far. I laid out my heart in that song. Everything I said was from my heart. I meant all of it. I desperately needed to get it out there so as to feel better. It felt like a sort of heaviness in my heart." The idea of perfection bringing him closure made Daisy smile. "It’s a beautiful song, and your voice sounds amazing when you sing it. I’m really glad you came up and saw me again before you head out. It means a lot to me that we talked through this."

“I didn’t say that. I said I tolerate it.” She dramatically placed a hand on her chest. “You wound me, Mr. Davenport.” I laughed louder this time, tapping the wheel in rhythm. “You know what? Let me save you.” I clicked the skip button. The next song started—something slower, softer. “Best Part” by Daniel Caesar and H.E.R. Lena melted instantly. “Ohh. Okay. You win.” “Fewer lyrics to butcher,” I teased. She turned to me, faux-offended. “Rude. But true.”

"They're both so talented. What a perfect pair!" "I heard they've studied music together since they were kids. They've always been close." I stood in a corner. The more beautiful their music sounded, the more my heart ached. That sense of being completely out of place surged over me like a tidal wave, drowning me whole. In the end, I just quietly turned and left the party. … Back at home, I slowly packed my belongings into a suitcase, one item after another, my movements mechanical and numb. Finally, I walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the divorce papers I'd prepared. My hand trembled slightly as I held the pen, but I still signed my name with firm resolve.

I wait…and wait…and wait…but nothing I put my phone in my bag and head off for work Mike ~ “Hey honey, how was the farewell?” Becca ~ “It was amazing! Josh had a few more surprises up his sleeve. I don't know what to believe with him anymore.” Mike ~ “Phone him, Becca!” Becca ~ “No!” Mike ~ “You okay to work alone tonight?” Becca ~ “Yes of course.” Mike ~ “There is a new table of guys in VIP tonight. Play nice!” Becca ~ “Mike ~, I always do!”

"You dont even know how hard is that for me." "H-huh?" Tinitigan niya ang mga mata ko dahilan para mailang ako. "Forget it." I felt like he was reading my thoughts and my emotions. "Forget everything tonight, just...dance with me...Princess." Natigilan ako sa huling sinabi niya. Hindi ko alam pero kakaiba ang dating nuon sa akin. Bago pa ako makapag react ay narinig ko na ang pagbabago ng kanta. The song was Perfect by Ed Sheeran.

His voice shook uncontrollably. "Iris, why aren't you wearing the wedding dress I made for you? And this one you're wearing… who made it? Why have I never seen it before?" I ignored the panic in his eyes and turned, snatching the microphone from the host. Facing the cameras, I smiled brightly. "Sorry, everyone. Today, on behalf of Warren Group, I am here to clarify that the so-called ten-billion investment is completely unfounded."

The soft opening lyrics of Ed Sheeran’s Perfect filled the tent. A smile spread across my face instantly. We both chose this song because perfect really was the closest word to what this felt like. Eric pulled me gently against him as we began to sway slowly beneath the lights. “You look happy, Mrs Macmillan” he whispered with a small smile. “I am happy.” I replied honestly. His forehead rested briefly against mine. “You know,” he murmured, “this is definitely a better wedding story than waking up hungover in Miami.” I laughed softly and his grin widened.

Soft low music plays as we make our way up the isle; Holden behind me with his parents and up to the alter we go. We reach the alter all too soon, and I find myself singing along to the soft song as I fiddle with my cuff links. "I wish I could keep you all of my life The way that I feel for you inside This is my moment This is my perfect moment with you This is my moment This is my perfect moment With you, with you.." How true are those lyrics? This is the moment; my moment; our moment. Lizzie, Holden and I forever. God I sound gay!

Devin came in after sometime where they both came together to decide on a song. "The panel have come together and we have decided that we would be singing ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran." Devin said and I refused to look at Dice. Damn him! He was really going to sing my favorite song to me himself and make me tear up in front of Devin and Inker whilst questioning my feelings for him. Damn him.

Dangerously softly. The pianist shifted songs again. This time Perfect — Ed Sheeran. Instrumental piano only. Slow enough to feel intimate instead of dramatic. Alvara smiled faintly when she recognized it. “You planned everything.” “Yes.” “That’s terrifying.” “I planned contingency routes too.” “I hate that I believe you.” I finally smiled properly then. Small. Real. She looked at me for a second longer. “What’s going on tonight?” There it was. The question. I looked at her.