𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 || 𝐜𝐦𝐛

54

first person

we pull up to the coffee shop and head inside. we order a few drinks and some food, then wait. wait for alex. "hey ren are you okay? you are shaking?" corbyn asks me, placing his hand on mine. "yeah. of course."

lies. i'm not okay. i am shaking because my anxiety. i think i have it, i already self-diagnosed myself. "serenity you are very pale." corbyn waves his hand in front of my face. "i'm okay. look our drinks are coming." i point out, changing the subject.

by the time all of the drinks are distributed, alex walks in and finds our table. "so have you guys even finished the album?" he asks us, taking a coffee and blowing on it. "correction the EP. and yes its done."

"let's hear it."

i pull out my laptop and start playing a few of the new songs that we produced. "i like these. and you think these are EP potential? i think they are album potential." alex tells me, pausing mid-song. "really? so if we went that route what would be the schedule for that?"

"well if we went album we would have shoots, interviews and a lot more studio visits. but EP, a lot less shoots and things like that. why?" he asks, as i shrug. "she is starting therapy dad. for her anxiety. it's gotten really bad these last couple weeks. so could we fit around that?"

"i believe so. i would have to make a few calls, and have serenity be ready for any photoshoots."

i gulp at the thought of an album. i only want an EP something easy. "actually could we just do an EP? i don't feel that i'm ready for an album yet." i speak out, hiding my face in my hands. "yes of course! i'll keep in close contact with you, serenity."

corbyn rubs my back, and whispers a few 'i love you's' and 'it's okay' in my ears. "how about next week? let's have a meeting next week?" i suggest, moving my face and meeting corbyn's confused face. "that will work, i'll call you if anything comes up and to give you the times?"

"ok so then it's settled. we talk about the Ep then. i'll bring my laptop to the studio. i'll probably stop in this weekend to finish up some songs."

"sounds good. corbyn be good. and serenity we can work around your schedule just text me."

i nod my head and he gets up, to leave. alex waves goodbye and i instantly turn to corbyn. "what did you think of it? like did i say the right things?" i ask, leaning on his shoulder. "renny you did great. why are you doubting yourself?"

"i don't know. i don't feel i'm ready for that album part. like it not the 'potential' for it. maybe if i keep doing music and learn what is what." i say, grabbing my drink and taking a long sip. "it's okay ren. it's okay. wanna get out of here?"

i nod my head and we clean our mess then leave the coffee shop. "i just want to go home and sleep. or
whatever you want to do." i say, getting in the passenger side and buckling up. "i'm really tired for some reason. cuddle and netflix?"

"yes very much needed."

the drive back to the apartment was quiet, i didn't know what to say. maybe i will tomorrow before my therapy session. "and we are here." corbyn parks, and hands me the keys as we walk to the door.