"Yes I like Jason mraz I also like that song of his about oh how does it go with the tongue" I start laughing. I kiss him then run towards the studio. He chases after me grabs me around the waist as we fall to the couch. He begins tickling I kiss his neck he immediately stops and covers my mouth with his I shuffle out from under him and jump on his swivel chair spinning. Picking me up he sits down it and begins twirling us around the room laughing.
"Mike I'm going to be sick. Mike!" I say as he continues spinning us I bury my face in his neck nauseous coursing through me. "I think I'm going to throw up" He stops spinning us laughing. "I win" he whispers in my ear. I nod meekly. "You win. Pain in ass". "Rude." I like his nose jokingly then climb over his lap like a drunken person. Which just makes him fall off his chair laughing, I narrow my eyes at him as I somehow manage to stumble across to the coach. "Ok song let's go".
He laughs then picks up a pen and some paper. "Ok where we yesterday". "I'm second verse I believe".
God save us everyone,
When will we burn inside the fires of a thousand degrees?
For the sins of our sons,
The sins of our mothers,
The sins of our fathers,
The sins of our young.
No!
And when I close my eyes tonight,
To symphonies of blinding light!
"Um I like it a lot but maybe change a few words". He grabs my pen and notebook, scribbles a couple of words. "Ok lets try this". He begins singing.
God save us everyone,
Will we burn inside the fires of a thousand suns?
For the sins of our hands,
The sins of our tongues,
The sins of our fathers,
The sins of our young.
No!
"Repeat that twice then go onto the next line which is".
And when I close my eyes tonight,
To symphonies of blinding light!
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Post Traumatic
FanfictionLife had been hard sometimes. But when you become the back up singer for dead by sunrise and signed on as a writer for Linkin park life gets that just becomes that little bit easier for Amy especially when you fall for Mike shinoda and he falls for...
