Hannah's Pov
It's been about 3 weeks since got my cast taken off and I couldn't feel any better. I mean seriously, not being able to do anything but sleep, eat, and go to the restroom is boring. The tour was cancelled due to bad weather that had been tearing through the States. So we're back in Sheffield at Oli's house.
We're going to start recording 'DeathBeds' today and I'm practically screaming inside. Never would I ever think that my rock star boyfriend would want me to record a song with him, I'm serious. I'm hoping that everything will go well and that nothing will happen.
"Hannah, we're just about to go, are you ready love?" Oliver shouted. I skipped into Parlour to see him juggling papers in his arms.
"what's all this?" I asked as I looked at the papers.
"A few papers I had to fill out for Drop Dead, after we finish recording I have to drop them off" I helped him file the papers and put them in a spare minilla folder that I found. He grabbed the folder and wrote "Drop Dead Shit" on it. I shook my head and grabbed my leather jacket, "What am I going to do with you Oliver?" He laughed and shook his head, "Probably nothing I mean it is what it is" He smiled and I punched him in the arm playfully.
We got into his car and made our way to Epitaph Records, we had a mini jam session where Oil had turned the radio to the Rap station and tried to sound like 2 chainz. But he changed the words so they sounded more educational.
"ALL I DESIRE FOR MY DAY OF BIRTH IS A HUMONGOUS TOOL USED FOR GARDENING" I went into hysterics so hard that tears streamed down my face, he continued screaming the scientific terms for the words in the song until we arrived at Epitah Records. We got out the car laughing are way all the way straight through the lobby.
We got in the elevator and I pressed the 3 button since the studio the guys record in is on the 3rd floor. The elevator dinged signaling we had made it.
Oli grabbed my hand and we walked down the hall together, once we made it to room 3B he opened the door and sitting there was Jordan Fish with his synthesizer, and Matt Nicholls at the drums.
"What's up wanker and girlfriend?" Matt said as we took a seat on the faded red couch. I rolled my eyes and laughed, "Good to see you too Matt" He smiled and tipped his head. After that we said hi to Jordan then John, their producer, came into the room with a smile on his face.
"What's up guys, ready to make an amazing track?" His said excitedly. To be honest it kinda annoyed me how hyped he was, don't get me wrong i'm happy to do this track, but that's too much energy for me to handle.
We all choruses a yes and he sat down and started doing the things a producer does. "Ok Matt we need you to record some beats, then Jordan we'll need you to do some sounds on the synth. Then Oli and Hannah we'll let you do your vocals in the booth together okay?" We all nodded and everyone started doing their own thing.
Matt was recording the beats for the song and Jordan was making a electronica loop for the song. Oliver and I were doing vocal runs. Matt finished his job then Jordan played his finished product for us and we all loved it. After that John combined the two sounds and made them into a track. The track sounded amazing.
We went intimate booth and put our headphones on, one covering an ear the other ear visible. John played the track for us and Oli started singing.
"Eyes like a car crash
I know I shouldn't look but I can't turn away.
Body like a whiplash,
Salt my wounds but I can't heal the way
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