For Old Times Sake.

1.5K 42 19
                                    

c/n = child's name

Angst. Angst. Angst.





"My mum asked about you again." He sat on the grass, lighting two cigarettes, "I told her you were good. I don't think she quite understands yet. It's still sinking in..." He sighed, "C/N's doing really well. I'm trying to keep you in their life as much as possible, Y/N. Their becoming more like you everyday."

Alex reached up and wiped a bit of moss off her name, running his fingernails along the grooves, "One day they'll be old enough to say hi too." He smiled to no one, "We've got a new album...it's a bit different when you have no one to write love songs about so this ones a bit different. One day I'll play you some of it."

Alex took one lit cigarette and put it in his mouth. The other, he rested onto of the gravestone.

"For old times sake."

Alex Turner X Reader OneshotsWhere stories live. Discover now