✨ One-Shots and Imagines ✨ [ CLOSED ]

Alex Turner

I've had inspiration to write an Arctic Monkeys fanfic but what ever I write it just sounds horrible so I'm just going to vent here with an one-shot.

Enjoy!

Some low-key smut by the way

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The first time he saw you he couldn't keep his eyes away from looking up and down your body. You were slim and dressed beautifully in a dress that fitted you perfectly. Alex, you later found out, was his name, and he was in a band. He thought you were a muse, a goddess in disguise and you thought he was an angel sent from heaven, a man shaped by the hands of a skilful artist.

The night was cold and chilled you to the bone as you walked down the street. You knew that it was well past midnight but it didn't stop you from having some fun. A flat at the end of the block had its lights on and a window open, smoke curling out from within. This was your destination for the early morning hours.

Not even knocking on the door you walked inside and climbed the stairs to the flat. You were ready for the fun to begin but you were so tired to not feel the full affect until you were in his arms. Alex held you tight against his body as you two kissed. The taste of tobacco and alcohol filled your mouth as you felt it linger on your lips, wiping it away with your lipstick.

The second time Alex and you met was at the recording studio. He so badly wanted to kiss you; kiss you like he did the last time. With so much passion and drive that he could no longer kiss you. But his friends were there and he didn't want to be so up front with you around of them. Instead you took him away, left the room to have your fun in another.

The cigarette smoke in the flat filled your lungs as you breathed in deeply and exhaled against Alex's chest. He couldn't live anymore with just seeing you day by day, he wanted you for always. You wanted nothing more than to be with Alex forever, love him each day and night like it was the both of your last.

"Alex..." you spoke as the both of you twisted around in the bed, laying down to look at each. "I love you."

The third time you and Alex met was by formal meeting. You wanted to actually get to know the dark haired man so you asked him if you could met up some other time. Alex, though, had something else in mind when you asked if he could meet up and be alone. Although you wanted to find out who really is Alex you just wanted to feel him again, you wanted to feel loved.

"I love you too." With a long kiss you fell back on to Alex's chest and closed your eyes, trying to relive every moment that lead you here.