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"C'mon, Tyler. It wouldn't be so bad. We're having a tour with Panic! At The Disco and Fall Out Boy, for goodness sake. You're going to like them, I swear."
Tyler knows Josh is right about these things. Who wouldn't be honored to have a tour with Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco? But when you're with A-list bands such as them, you can't help but wonder if they're probably assholes in real life.
Well, some big name bands are kind of assholes. Tyler silently prays they aren't in that category.
They were meeting up with them tonight. And Tyler's sweating bullets. What if he says something stupid? What if they don't like their music? Sometimes he wishes to have Josh's charm with people.
"I'm going to screw this up, Josh."
"No you won't. They're gonna like you, Tyler. Trust me. And you'll like them too."
That's some miracle right there.
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They meet up with Panic! At The Disco an hour later. Brendon, Dallon, Dan and Kenneth were nice dudes. Brendon was sort of exhausting to be with. He seems to be always excited. And he does back flips with Josh. At least they're getting along fine.
Dallon and the others were pretty chill and nice. They talked about some music and the instruments that they play with, they also talked about the respective bands they played on. Tyler's starting to relax around them. He's glad Josh was right.
Minutes later, Brendon said that Fall Out Boy will be with them soon and he became nervous again. Tyler has heard about Fall Out Boy even before there was Panic! At The Disco and Twenty One Pilots.
Ever since they got back from hiatus, they've been the news of the whole music scene. Not that I have time to get updated on that stuff. They're the big deal.
Don't screw this up, Tyler.
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"Bren! Nice to see you again!"
"Same to you, man!"
Tyler and Josh were obviously starstruck by the appearance of Pete Wentz. Two more people entered the room: Joe Trohman with that wild hair, and Andy Hurley, who looks pretty intimidating.
Brendon introduces Pete and the others as they shook hands with them. Pete was a social guy who had a wide smile. He pats Tyler on the shoulder and compliments them for their music. Pete went with this full-on speech of how he loved the lyrics and music that Tyler was pretty speechless. Even Joe and Andy added their own compliments.
He was feeling elated by all of these.
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It's been an hour, but they still haven't started practice yet.
Tyler wonders why Patrick Stump isn't there with them yet. If he were to admit, he would have fainted if he sees Patrick, not that he remembers what Patrick looks like. He only remembers what he looked like before the hiatus of their band. He's hardly active in social media. But when you're in the music scene and you're about to meet the singer of Fall Out Boy, you'd probably think you're meeting the President.
Or maybe he's just exaggerating this.
Him and Josh already had that talk about his obsession admiration for Patrick Stump.
Tyler decided to play the piano in the backroom while he waits for the practice to start. He hums under his breath as he presses the keys of piano. The melody he plays with starts with a lively tune. He sings some lyrics along with the tune.
"That's pretty good."
Tyler was startled by a voice behind him. He turns around to see a shadowy figure by the doorway.
The figure approached in the form of a strawberry-blonde haired man wearing glasses and a fedora. A fedora? Really? He's wearing a black long-sleeved shirt that covers half of his hands 'Which I think is really cute' and skinny navy-blue pants.
"Can I join you?"
Tyler nods and scoots to give the man some space. They sit beside each other, their shoulders almost touching. He's not quite sure why he let the man sit with him. He's not exactly the most social person. But there's something about the man that seems familiar. He just can't put a finger on it.
"So, what were you singing?" the man asked.
"I-It was my song. It's called 'The Judge'." Tyler responded.
The man hummed, and presses the keys of the piano. The tone he made sounds similarly like his piece. Tyler was impressed that he learned that so quickly. Tyler started humming the song as he presses the keys along with the man.
It's like time slowed down at that moment. It's like nothing else matters around them anymore. It's just him, this man, and the music they create together.
Their hands made contact as they pressed the keys and Tyler felt a shiver down his spine. He looked at the corner of his eye to see if the other man felt it too but he didn't look fazed.
The man's eyes were closed as if he was feeling the music. He looked beautiful under the light of the room, his hands are graceful with each press of the key. He hums the music in a soft, alluring tone.
He just knows this man is special.
"That was fun. You're amazing." The man says as he plays the last note of the song and gives Tyler a nice smile.
"T-Thank you. You're pretty amazing too." Tyler stutters his thanks.
He may have been blushing seeing that smile for him. Just as the man was about to reply, there was a knock in the doorway.
"Tyler? You here?" Josh called, his head peeking from outside the door.
"I'm here, Josh!" Josh entered the room and was about to speak but he stopped when he looked at the man beside Tyler.
Tyler can't even comprehend Josh's expression. He was gaping. Tyler would have laughed but he can't exactly do that when someone else is there with them.
The man beside him stood up and raised his glasses up to the bridge of his nose. "I better get going then. We should do that again."
The man looks at Tyler with a beautiful grin on his face. He takes a sharp intake of breath at the sight. 'Somebody catch my breath, oh god.'
The man was about to leave but paused and looked back at the duo.
"What's your name?"
"I-I'm Tyler. Tyler Joseph."
"It was nice meeting you, Tyler Joseph."
The man smiles as he nods his head to the duo and leaves the room. The duo were speechless. But they pretty much had their own reasons for the speechlessness.
"Uh, so... ready to go, man?" Josh snaps him out from his thoughts and breaks the silence.
"C-Can you give me a moment, man? Damn I forgot to ask his name." Tyler muttered breathlessly. 'Why am I even breathless?'
Josh's look was incredulous. "Tyler. Did you even realize that was Patrick Stump? How did you NOT even know that was Patrick Stump?"
"Josh, if you're fucking with me--"
"Unfortunately, I'm not."
Tyler groaned as he put his head in hands. Apparently, the object of which he obsesses-- ADMIRES was just beside him and he had no idea.
Fucking great.