Hey Guys! Remember that OC I made in the 'Marry You' Tyler? Well this is like when she first met Alfred and offered him a place at her recording studio! Hope you enjoy!
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Tyler sighed as she exited her studio and closed the door behind herself. It was currently one o' clock in New York City and it was as busy as ever as the young music producer made her way through the massive crowds always being vigilant of her surroundings.

Tyler was having some trouble getting people to take her seriously in her line of work as she had just started and was still very young. She somehow ended up in Central Park and sat on a bench sighing as the sun gleamed in her eyes causing her to pull out her sun glasses and plop them on her cerulean blue eyes.

Maybe she should just give up.....

After all her family, friends, and practically told her that her dream of being a famous music producer was a waste of time and that Tyler should just forget about them and be a politician like her father and her mother and her brother and her sister....

Tyler groaned and was about to give up until she felt the bench become slightly heavier and open her eyes (when did she close them?). Sitting on the other side of the bench was a young man who looked about a few years younger than her, probably nineteen at most.

He had the bluest eyes she had ever seen which were looking at her with a concern that one should not have for a stranger, and sandy blond hair with one stubborn piece of hair that stood up like a cowlick. The teenager who wire framed glasses that made him look a little older than he was whether that was intentional or not she could figure out. He also towered over her immensely. Stupid tall people. (This is by no means offense to anyone tall I'm tall too)

Suddenly the blond beauty asked her a question she didn't expect.

"Hey dudette, are you okay?" The stranger asked, still looking at her with those blue eyes that could melt the coldest of hearts. Tyler realized she was starring impolitely and quick gathered her thoughts quickly.

"Yeah I'm fine just havin' a bad day" Tyler replied smiling at the young man who wasn't as young as she thought he was. The stranger smiled back and scratched the back of his head nervously. "Me too. Oh sorry how unheroic of me my name is Alfred F. Jones! What's yours?" Alfred asked gazing at her questionably. Tyler smirked and extended her   Fingerless gloved hand to her fellow American.

"Nice to meet you Alfred, the names Tyler J. Smith" the novice music producer said back and her smirked dissolved into a soft smile as the blond took her hand in his and shook it with enthusiasm as she shook back with equal enthusiasm. After a moment there hands separated and they started talking again.

"So ya like music?" Alfred asked the black haired girl now very cheerful and somewhat youthful. Tyler nodded her head eagerly said, "I love music! I actually own a recording studio a block from here". Alfred looked like he was in thought after she said that and suddenly snapped his fingers and brightened up if that was even more possible. He looked like he just had an idea that would solve global warming.

"How about I sing to cheer ya up!" The puppy dog like man suggested, surprising the girl slightly before she nodded wanting to hear the blonds voice. "Any songs ya like particularly?" Alfred asked before anything else.

"Nah, I like all types of music, I just wanna hear ya sing" Tyler replied.

Alfred nodded at her before singing in the most beautiful voice she had ever heard.

"Woah eh woah-oh~"

The blond gave a little tune before he started to actually sing.

"I've been waiting on a sunset

Bills on my mindset

I can't deny they're getting high

Higher than my income, income's bread crumbs

I've been trying to survive

The glow in that sun gets right around sunset

Helps me to realize

This is just a journey

Drop your worries, you are gonna turn out fine

Oh... You turn out fine

Fine,oh, you turn out fine..."

Alfred reached out a hand to her which she took and got up from the bench as a few people starred at the pair. Alfred not noticing or not caring, just continued to sing.

"....But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

I know it's hard (know it's hard)

To remember sometimes

But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh eh~"

Some people started dancing to the cheerful song and Alfred smiled as he saw Tyler relax and start to dance to the song too.

"I got my hands in my pockets kicking these rocks

It's kinda hard to watch this life go by

I'm buying into skeptics

Skeptics mess with the confidence in my eyes

I'm seeing all the angles thoughts get tangled

I start to compromise my life and my purpose

Is it all worth it? Am I gonna turn out fine?

Oh oh, you turn out fine

Fine, oh oh you turn out fine....."

Tyler felt all of her family's expectations and stress melt away with the lyrics as she began to dance, remembering that later she would ask this guy if he wanted to have a place at her recording studio.

"........But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

I know it's hard (know it's hard)

To remember sometimes

But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh eh eh"

America had been walking in the park after a meeting and saw the young producer looking sulky at one of the benches and well you know the rest. The young lady looked like she needed to be cheered up and she also loved music so it was a win win.

"Only rainbows after rain

The sun will always come again and

It's a circle, circling

Around again

It comes around again~

Only rainbows after rain

The sun will always come again and

It's a circle, circling

Around again

It comes around"

This is why Tyler wanted to be a music producer! People like Alfred F. Jones are what draw her to the business and what she loves to do.

"But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

I know it's hard (know it's hard)

To remember sometimes

But, you gotta keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh eh eh"

Alfred started dancing while singing and grabbed Tyler's hand gently and spun her around causing her to laugh and smile.

"Keep your head up, Oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

Keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh

Keep your head up, oh oh

And you can let your hair down, eh eh"

With that the song ended and everyone clapped for the blond, loving the song. Tyler was determined to ask him!

"Hey Al, would you like a spot at my studio?!" The overly excited girl asked the nation as he turned around to face her. Alfred gave her a grin she thought only people from Hollywood could do.

"Sure Tye ya seem like a pretty cool gal" Alfred answered overly excited as well. Tyler rejoiced in her head and outside her head jumping up and down hugging to the blond to near death multiple times. On lookers gazed at them thought about how different and same they were together.

Little did Alfred and Tyler know that they weren't so different from each other.

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Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed! As always feel free to comment any questions or suggestions you may have! Bye guys!