𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 & 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀

𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗯𝘆𝗻 - 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴

𝗧𝘆𝗽𝗲 - 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - 𝗭𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗼𝘁

Sitting in my room is the last thing I wanna do right now, but my manager said I'll become less relevant if I don't make a song soon, she can really be on my ass sometimes.

"Y/n, Corbyn's calling you!". My sister says from downstairs. I get my phone and answer.

"Hey corbyn.". I say writing down lyrics. "Hey, sorry that I called while you were on mental break.". Corbyn says. "It's ok, I'm just writing a song.". I say putting the phone speaker so I didn't have to hold it.

"You know if you need help you have five amazing song writers here.". He says and I smile. "I know that, but I think it's best if I write it myself.". I say.

As he was about to talk I hear Jonah singing in the distance. "Are you at the studio?". I ask. "Yeah, sorry about the noise". He says.

"It's fine, I like hearing my boyfriends band rehearse". I say with a smile.

Corbyn puts the phone closer so I can hear more. I listen carefully at the fluency of there voices and the notes they hit.

"Oh my god". I whisper to myself. I can't even process how good they are, the tone, the lyrics, I could never write something like that.

When there done with rehearsal, corbyn comes over and gets me Taco Bell, he helps me write the song and then he goes home.