These Things That We've Done (Kellin Quinn) {Book 2}

Chapter 10. Hate To See Your Heart Break

A/N: I DO NOT OWN THE SONG LYRICS USED IN THIS CHAPTER! Those are the lyrics to Hate To See Your Heart Break by Paramore. I also don't own that song, but it's still freaking amazing. Carry on now.  

Chapter 10. Hate To See Your Heart Break

~Summer~

"Have have all the songs except for what? Two? It's okay! Lets start recording," Zack said, spinning around in his office chair. 

"Kellin is coming home from tour tonight, so we can wait till tomorrow to record that song," Blu added.

I nodded. "Yes, but what about the last song that I started on my phone about a week ago? I still only have a few lyrics for it and the melody. I need some more lyrics."

"Go out and find some information. We gotta start recording."

"Duder, we can't rush these things," Ian mumbled from the couch. 

"I know we can't!" River hissed. "Summer, you think you can finish the lyrics to the song today? You said it was an acoustic, right? So Ian and I can start recording the guitar parts to the album and when you record your new song you can do the acoustic guitar for it."

I rolled my eyes. "It's harder than you think to think to find inspiration for a song."

Blu huffed. "Lets go out and look for some, okay?" Blu stood, her bump getting bigger and bigger everyday. I followed suit. "We'll be back soon!" 

We walked out of the recording studio and to her car. Tonight, Kellin is coming here and will be staying with my mom and I for two nights. His tour is over and we need to record the song we wrote together. My mom is picking him up from the airport at seven and I'll meet them at her place later. 

We drove to the park where we first met. God, I hate this park. So many bad memories… I don't want to think about them, or even be here. 

"What lyrics of the song do you have so far?" Blu asked as we sat on the swing. 

"Lyrics that don't really go together," I confessed. "I'm nowhere near finished with the lyrics."

"But you've got the tune, right?" I nodded. "Okay, so look around. What do you see?"

I looked around the park. "Umm… I see a teenage couple sitting on a bench by the fountain. I see a little girl and a little boy taking turns going down the slide while I'm guessing it's their mom watching them. And I see an elderly lady walking with a little girl, who I'm guessing is her granddaughter." I looked back at Blu. "Why?"

She shrugged. "How do you think that couple by the fountain feel about each other?"

I cocked my head to the side. "I'm sure they love each other. They look like they do. They look like their hearts would break if one of them got hurt. They look like they'd hate it if one of them got hurt."

"And what about the mom and her two kids?"

I shrugged. "I'm sure she loves her two kids. They look so happy, so free, so… full of life. I'm sure shed hate seeing her kids hurt, just like the couple," I answered. 

"And the grandmother and the granddaughter?"

"The same. I bet the grandma would hate to see her granddaughter's heart break and vice versa." What is she getting at?

"Do you see a connection?" she asked. 

I nodded. "Yes. I'm sure they all love and care for each other. Your point?"

"There is your inspiration. Write about that," Blu said, as if it were that simple. 

I could. I mean, I'd hate to see Kellin's heart break, Scarlett's heart break, and I always hated seeing my grandfather's heart break. I'd hate to see anyone's heart break, really. 

I shrugged. "Maybe. I guess I'll write whatever comes to my head. Lets get back to the studio so I can write."

We drove back and I got to writing while recording was being done. 

There, is not a single word, in the whole world that could describe the hurt. The dullest knife just sawing back and forth, and ripping though the softest skin there ever was…

How were you to know? Oh, how were you to know?

Yeah, that's good. I like that. And fans could relate to it. I've met a lot of fans who have self harmed at that kills me. 

And I, I hate to see your heart break. I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close, but I've been there before. And I, I hate to see your heart break. I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close, but I've been there before…

Love happens all the time to people who aren't kind, and heroes who are blind…

That sounds better than what I typed on my phone. I like it better that way. 

Expecting perfect script in movie scenes, once an awkward silence mystery…

How were you to know? Oh, how were you to know?

And I, I hate to see your heart break. I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close, but I've been there before. And I, I hate to see your heart break. I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close, but I've been there before…

I guess lyrics come more easily to me then I thought. 

For all the air that's in your lungs… For all the joy that is to come. For all the things that you're alive to feel, just let the pain remind you hearts can heal. Oh? how are you to know? Oh, how are you to know?

And I, I hate to see your heart break. I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close, but I've been there before. And I, I hate to see your heart break. I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close, but I've been there before…

About a minute of music will play after that, and then the music should fade out. I'm not sure if I should only use an acoustic guitar or not. 

I looked at the time and gasped. 8:34 PM?! How did I let time slip? I gotta go see Kellin and my mom! I jumped up from my seat on the leather couch and folded the piece of paper I wrote the lyrics on. I slipped it into my pocket and asked Blu for a ride to Mom's place. 

She dropped me off then quickly made her way back to the studio. She wanted to record some bass tonight, and I wanted her to as well. 

I walked into the house and into the living room. My mom and Kellin were talking and eating ice cream. Okay…

"Hey guys!" I exclaimed, sitting next to Kellin on the couch. They smiled at me and Kellin gave me a quick kiss on the lips. 

"Hey baby! And other baby. And other baby!" he chuckled. He took the news of twins surprisingly well. I thought having two babies instead of one would stress him out, but he's been good. Everyday he calls, asks how I am, and tells me he loves me. Now tonight, he's here with me. 

"How was recording today?" my mom asked me. 

I shrugged. "I had to finish a song, like legitimately finish writing the lyrics. In fact," I reached into my pocket and pulled out the paper. I handed it to Kellin. Him and Mom, who was sitting on the other side of him next to the armrest, read over it. "River, Ian, and Blu are already recording. Kells, tomorrow we need to go into our studio and record. Okay?"

He nodded. "Okay. By the way, the lyrics are great. I love them. So, have you thought of a name for the company yet?"

"Yes."

"What is it?" Mom asked. 

I grinned. I love the name. It's better than Sorry Records, Torn Records, and Drop Dead Records. "Infinity Records."

"Infinity?" she asked. Buddy came over and jumped onto her lap. "Why that?"

"Yeah, why? It's a great name and all, but I'm curious," Kellin said. 

"Well, our record company is for all types of music, as long as the people making the music are in it for the music itself. Infinity Records is supposed to mean that music and people's love for music with last forever," I explained. 

"I like that!" Mom said, grinning like a fool. Kellin agreed. Soon enough Mom stood and began getting ready for bed. Kellin and I changed into pajamas, brushed our teeth, and headed up to my room for some sleep. Rule number one was the reason we're sleeping and not doing other things. Apparently while picking up Kellin from the airport, some rules were made. 

One, while we're here and not in Michigan, we are not, under any circumstances, aloud to "do it" in my mother's house.

Two, no fighting. Kellin has to treat me with respect and vice versa. No yelling and no cursing at each other. 

And three, no staying out late. My mom doesn't have to work every single day of the week, but she does tomorrow and the next day so we can't be keeping her awake when she needs to rest. 

Kellin and I laid next to each other in the darkness of my old bedroom. We stared up at the ceiling while resting on my bed. 

"You know, I really liked your lyrics," Kellin mumbled. 

"Yeah?" I turned my head to look at him. 

"Who is that song about, exactly?" he wondered. 

"Everyone, I guess. The fans. My loved ones. My mom. Scarlett-"

"Scar? Why?" he asked quickly. 

I chuckled. "Because I love her. I love her so much. I would hate to see her heart break because of what so many people go through now. I never want my children to feel like that. Like they have to hurt themselves to feel alive. So, it's about Scarlett. But it's also about the twins. This world isn't the best place, so I want them to be as happy as possible. I couldn't ever stand to see one of them hurt."

"You really love Scarlett, don't you?" Kellin asked sarcastically. He already knew the answer to the question, he just loves hearing me say it. 

I nodded. "I love her as if she were my own. I know it usually seems like people love their biological children more than their step kids, but I don't like that. Scarlett means the world to me. She's everything. She's more important to me than music, surfing, the record company… you name it, she's more important than it. I already love the twins so much. I couldn't possible love on more than the other. I love the twins and Scar all the same."

It's true. I wish Scarlett was my own. She calls me momma and stuff, but Bethany with always be her real mother. I guess that's what hurts inside sometimes. 

"Summer, can I tell you something?" Kellin asked as he looked at the dark ceiling. He better make this quick. I want to sleep. 

"You can ask me anything. We're married, and trust and honesty are important in marriage."

"I'm worried. Three kids? That's going to be a lot of work. I'm not saying we can't do it. We can for sure. But what if I'm on tour? Or you're on tour? Or we both are on tour? What if we never get alone time again? What if-"

"Kellin! Stop with the what ifs. I'm worried about the future too, Kells. But we're in this together. Till death do us part, right?" I asked. 

"Right…" Kellin rolled onto his side, facing me. I did the same so we could face each other. "I love you," he mumbled. His eyes were tired and his words were slurred. He was sleepy. 

"I love you too, Kells. Goodnight…" I pecked his lips. Before we knew it, we were asleep, cuddling and dreaming together. 

A/N: Okay, so these past two chapters weren't the best, but I tried. But, it's going to start getting into the good stuff in the next chapter. 

I gotta say, I'm really excited for the rest of this story. Spoiler alert! There is going to be a huge plot twist coming soon! Y'all are going to freak! 

Could I get six comments for this chapter and the last? Tell me what you thought. Please and thank you. 

~Evil Little Shit You Guys Like For Some Reason