Lonely Together | Tim Bergling

2. studio

On my way to the studio, I get stuck in traffic. While I'm waiting I check my Instagram.

First thing I see is Martijn posted a picture of him and Avicii.
Avicii. He inspired me to become a Dj, make my hobby into a career. His music helped me through some of the hardest times of my life...

As I make my way out of the traffic jam, I decide to call Martijn.
"Yo dude, I just saw your instagram post. I forgot you knew Avicii". Anna Elizabeth Pace, contain yourself. Do not fangirl infront of Martijn.

"Yeah, We go way back. Why"

"Ah, it's nothing" I say, not sure if that sounded convincing enough. Truth is, it's obviously something, but I would never dare to admit that to Martijn.

"Does someone have a crush?" Martijn asks, jokingly. I can hear him smiling over the phone.

"Shut up! I do not. And wipe that smirk off your face, I can hear you smiling over the phone."

"You're lying. I can hear it in your voice."

Bull. Shit.

"No, I'm not... And don't pull that shit on me. You know only I can do that." Wow, Anna. That definitely makes you look honest.

"Anna, I've known you've had a crush on Tim since the beginning of the year... ITS JUNE"

"I- Wha- HOW?" Alarmed by this news, I almost hit a light post turning onto a new street.

"Well first, your reaction. And second, I was talking to your friend, Rebecca,"

"BECCA? BECCA DECKER? I hate y'all" I knew she would pull some shit like that. Martijn and her are always scheming. Why do I even keep them around anymore?

"Sure you do," Martijn blows me off. "Anyway, I asked her how you started making music and she how he was your biggest inspiration. From there, I kind of figured it out myself. But I did have Rebecca confirm my suspicions."

I don't even know what to say. I mean, yeah. They're right. And I can't blame Rebecca, she does everything with the most pure intentions. But like Martijn, doesn't really think about what she's doing.

"Don't worry about it, Anna. Its cool you have a story. I wish I did. I literally remixed a bootleg and got signed to a record label" Martin said.

As I try to find the words to answer, I feel a buzz from my pocket. I take out my phone to check the notification...

"Oh. My. God." I say in amazement.

"Uh, What's up?" Martijn asks, confused

"TIM BERGLING. THE TIM BERGLING. AVICII. FOLLOWED ME."

"You are such a fangirl" I can practically hear his eye roll over the phone.

"HEY!" I exclaim, "Listen, now that you know, I swear I will cut each one of your fingers off if you ever tell him. Alright?"

-

I pull up to the studio and park my car in the back. I swipe my keycard and let myself in through the back door.

I enter the studio and take a moment to smile... I love it here. The studio. I live for its atmosphere.

I settle down in a chair and wait for Martijn.

"Yo! Hold up! Don't relax just yet. I've got so much to show you!" Martijn shouts, leaving around the studio like an idiot.

-

For about an hour, we just play around in the studio, making different melodies and remixing them. I thought I was supposed to be meeting this mystery guy Martijn has been raving about, but I don't say anything. If I don't bring it up, I can avoid meeting this dude.

I happily keep my mouth shut.

Martijn excuses himself to answer a call.

"I'll be right back," Martin says, smirking.

Awh damn, I thought too soon didn't I?
"Ok, whatever," I say, waving him off. Maybe I'm wrong... Hopefully I'm wrong.

I hear footsteps approaching the studio door. I listen to the swipe of a keycard and the click of the door as it opens.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I have to know if that call was about mystery boy.
"Garritsen. What was that call about" Preoccupied with something on the computer screen, I don't even bother looking at him.

"Anna," Martijn says with joy "I want you to meet someone"

God. Damnit. It's the dude he's been telling me about. Just to be stubborn, I don't look.

"Oh really? Who?" I say, pretending to be busy with something on the screen. It looks convincing. But to the trained eye, I'm just saving the project file.

"Why don't you look and find out?" Martijn says, I hear the annoyance in his voice. I find it amusing.

"Well if you want me to know so bad, why don't just tell me?" I say as I roll my eyes. "They can't be really be so important that they can't wait 3 seconds, right?"

Martijn doesn't answer.

"Right?" I turn my head to finally see who is with him.

Oh. My. God.

It's him.