LOVE IS KEY || A Tyler, The Creator Story REIMAGINED

5-Studio Sessions

The next day my phone was going off and I knew it was Tyler off rip. I am a very specific person in some cases and in this case, I like set tones for people that I speak to often so that I know who is contacting that I actually care about. I grabbed the phone to see it was a facetime call and accepted it. He's seen me like this over facetime before so I wasn't tripping.

Tyler: (cackles into the camera) Damn nigga! You look dusty as fuck!

I simply flipped him off and turned my head groaning

Akeylah: (sits up and stretches) Bitch! I'm usually a morning person but I am NEVER this hyper dawg. What is your issue?

Tyler: I don't have an issue this is just how I am. Why aren't you like this you fucking weirdo?

Akeylah: (laughs and rolls eyes) Because I'm a normal human being? Are we heading into the studio today?

Tyler: We are but I wanted to take you to some really sick spots that I hang out at first since this is your first time in LA.

Akeylah: Okay cool. When should I be ready?

Tyler: I'm already at the door.

Akeylah: What!?

I walked out of the bedroom and through the living room to the door and looked in the peephole to see Tyler pretending to strike poses

Tyler: Open the door nigga!

I opened the door and he walked straight in and flopped onto the couch in the living room. I closed the door behind me and locked it

Akeylah: Tyler, what the fuck? I'm not even dressed yet!

Tyler: (shrugs as he looks at his phone) Okay. Go get dressed then.

Akeylah: (sighs) You asssss.

I walked to the bathroom and started getting ready. No more than an hour later I walked back into the living room to see Tyler was watching something on tv.

Tyler: Nigga you took an hour for that!?

Akeylah: I care about my hygiene. Is that an issue? Cuz last time I checked you hate stank ass niggas.

Tyler: I had to reschedule something thanks to you!

Akeylah: (rolls eyes while leaning on the wall) That's yo fault dawg! You should've let me get dressed THEN come and picked me up as normal people do.

Tyler: Whatever man. Let's just go.

We left the hotel and ended up going to all these places that he and his friends love to hang out at. We rode bikes around certain parts of the city that he felt like he couldn't show me from the car and the other places we just drove in his Mclaren. Eventually, we ended up at the studio and today it was just us two.

Tyler: (slowly spinning in the chair) So I remember your friends saying that you write. What exactly do you write? Like songs? Scripts?

Akeylah: (shrugs while laying on the couch) I write songs, poems, stories. Sometimes my thoughts even and they turn into one of the three.

Tyler: Have you thought about writing for other people?

Akeylah: I have actually. I'm just not all that confident in my pen game though. I feel like I could use some more work.

Tyler: Got some shit with you?

Akeylah: Yeah in my phone notes.

I pulled out my phone and went straight to my notes and went into the songs folder and just handed the phone to Tyler. I examined his face as he would tap on the screen, scroll for a while then repeat. Then he finally looked up at me.