August 12th 2017
Phoebe stands awkwardly at the door to Tommie's bedroom, and she raises a brow as she steps from side to side. "Hey."
Phoebe nods and Tommie laughs as she pushes Button to shift closer into her side, then she taps the spot beside her in bed.
The American singer hesitates before finally settling there and pursing her lips.
"Everything alright?"
"Um yeah, I just-" Phoebe sighs and just finally decides to come clean, "Remember that song you wrote a few months back? The one you showed me?"
She raises a brow, she's shown Phoebe a lot of songs. "Which one?"
"The one you said you were gonna keep for the band. The one you wrote for me?"
Tommie nods with a hum and turns to Phoebe to give her more attention.
Phoebe and Tommie have become very close since meeting two years ago. They'd become sisters, and Tommie knows that in the past few months if Phoebe wasn't in her life she wouldn't have survived.
From giving her a place to say to holding her hand as she left the clinic after her abortion. Phoebe has been there for everything, more than anyone in the band, more than any of her family.
Tommie's never been good with her words, with speaking them, she struggles to put her emotions into words for people to understand. So she wrote Phoebe a song, which happened to be in her beloved lost notebook.
"Yeah, but I lost my book, so if you wanted to use it-"
"No, it's that, um..."
Phoebe sighs, she hates beating around the bush, especially with Tommie who she knows would prefer her to be upfront and honest.
"Dirty Delights released their first single with Scooter Braun today and it's that song."
"What?"
Phoebe winces at the loud volume of her screech as she stands from the bed. Button's head is tilting as she stares up at her.
"It was released this morning. And if it makes you feel better it's shit."
She scrambles for her abandoned laptop which is open as she was watching Barnyard (Button likes the little mouse on it and she loves Biggie Cheese).
She's on spotify, searching Dirty Delights. The band image has her cringing, they look like a My Chemical Romance Tribute act, with caps not fully on their heads and their boxers sticking out of their baggy jeans.
She clicks on the song, its title different from the one she had chosen in her book. 'You are Mine'.
"You are Mine?" She scoffs, "It makes it sound possessive, that's not the point. The point is that I love my best mate and you're my best mate."
Phoebe's hand rubs her back lightly as she hovers the mouse over the play button.
You are mine, I've been drowning in you
You fracture light again
Beautiful, please don't cry, don't cry
When you leave, I cry on the inside
I wake up, love you, so I love you, so I love you, love you, love you
Then when you leave, I cry
I wake up, love you, love you, love you, love you
Then when you leave, I cry
We're supposed to leave by half-past eight
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