✨ One-Shots and Imagines ✨ [ CLOSED ]

Alex Turner

Once again, babe. Arctic Monkeys.

" That rock and roll, eh? Just won't go away "

- Alex Turner

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English weather never faired well with you. Every time it seems you stepped out the door it starts to rain lightly then pick up the farther you get away from your quaint flat. And at those times you were never prepared for the torrent of water falling from the sky and almost always got caught under sun awnings to hide from it.

Though, this time you weren't as lucky. Traveling down the puddle riddled streets of your hometown of Bristol you search for any cover from the down pour of rain. You shiver as the water seeps through your clothes uncomfortable and chills your body to the bone. The streets are empty as the residents already anticipated the thunderstorms and left you out in the rain to fend for yourself.

Then you spot another person, a man, hiding at the train platform that has as little coverage from the rainfall. You sprint over to the man who seems to be drying off from the small amount of water he got caught in as thunder shakes the ground and scares you. The man welcomes you into his shelter and allows most of the room to you so you could remove your soaked jacket.

"Quite a storm, ah?" He starts up as you fine strip off the unnecessary clothing. You chuckle to yourself and push your damp hair out of your face. The man looks to you with a smirk on his face that makes you smile back. "Though this seems normal to you..."

"(Y/N)," you respond as you lean against the glass panel and watch the rain splatter on it. "And, yeah, this happens occasionally. Just happen to get caught up in it this time." It's the mans turn now to laugh and run a hand through his hair.

"I'm Alex, by the way," he states as you look back over to him and glance to his chocolate hues that shine as he smiles again at you. "Hopefully this rain never stops." You wished for it to never end too.