Creep

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It's been a long day without Tyler. My heart throbbed from being away from him too long.

At least I had important things to distract me like buying coffee for my dads band. I had a try of 4 coffee cups balanced on my hand as I held their food as well.

I opened the door to the building they had their studio at. When I went into the room I found that they were currently recording.

I noticed Pete's best friend sitting on the couch playing with an acoustic. I set everything on the table and waved at my dad as he smiled at me.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Urie," I said as smoothly as I could. He looked up at me and extended his hand so I could shake it.

I gladly accepted and smiled.

"Same here dude! Your dad always thought I was to annoying to be trusted with when he need a babysitter."

I laughed and noticed the four men walk out the recording booth.

"I see you've meet Brendon? Did you get my tea?"

I nodded at my dad and handed him his cup. I took a regular coffee with cream and sugar and my blueberry muffin.

"I was thinking we go out and eat tonight? You know in celebration of the new album dropping tomorrow."

They all hummed and shouted a yes.

"Pete here's tells me your a very good photographer, any chance you have any pictures you can show me?" Brendon asked as he set the guitar.

I went to my small black leather backpack and pulled out my IPad to show him some of my shots.

"I've only worked for Paramore and half of Twenty One Pilots tour. Other things I've done are mini shoots at colleges and help at Warped Tour." I kept swiping at pictures of the bands I took.

"I'll give you my number and hopefully you'll want to consider being a photographer on my team?"

My lips formed an 'O' shape as he said that. Soon after I smiled like a mad man and switched phones.

"Carter how's your lover boy?" Andy spoke up as he finished his food.

Innocently my checks flushed red from the thought of Tyler again. I missed the rose colored checked boy with the brown hair and soft skin.

"He's a charmer. Speaking of him I should call him," I got up and grabbed my phone to call him.

"Don't call him lover boy it's weird," my dad laughed as I cringed.

The phone rang for a while. I stepped into the recording booth to have some silence but made sure they didn't hear me at all.

"Morning babe," he spoke soothingly.

His voice instantly soothed me and gave me a heart warming feeling.

"Morning Ty, sorry to wake you up. I just wanted to talk to you before it got too busy."

He coughed for a bit, "well for one I got sick yesterday and I could really use your chicken noodle soup."

I giggled.

"Then I should make this fast so you can have some rest. Remember drink many fluids and don't over work yourself. There's some tea in the cupboard. Also I love you."

I bite my lip nervously.

"God I wish you were here with me at this moment. Tell your dad to send you back," he whined like a child.

"I'll see what I can do Ty. I'll see you as soon as possible. Bye," I hung up and sighed.

I looked around and saw my dads writing in his journal. I noticed a few lines written down but nothing to extravagant.

I grabbed a pen and his notebook to add some lines. It took me at least a few tries to come up with the first verse. Seeing as he had a chorus I just added some other adjustments.

I got up and placed it on the stand it was originally on. I placed a stool in front of it and reached for Pete's bass so I could play around with a tune.

"Call it a night when the booze hits
That'll never happen again 'till tonight
That'll never happen again 'till tonight
My love isn't lost, it's all I got," I licked my lips and fumbled with the bass strings.

The intercom turned on, "Carter baby you're a genius! Pete get your ass in there and help her with the lyrics."

I shook my head and laughed. He scurried into the room and took a stool to sit next to me.

"It's going to be an easy day," he mimicked my dad in the worst voice ever.

I snorted and laughed even more.

Eventually we got our shit together and wrote down the majority of my dads song.

Super Fade.

"Super Fade. Reminds me of high school."

Pete looked at me in disbelief.

"Oh come on a little bit of weed once in a while doesn't hurt," I laughed.

Brendon raised his hand to air five me. I aired fived back and looked at my dads reaction. He was shaking his head in disappointment but I could the small smirk on his lips.

It was moments like this that made me forget everything, it made me feel at peace.

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