Stay Till The A.M [Alex T]

who the fu*k are the Arctic Monkeys?

2003

"Alex! Come on we're going to miss them if we leave any later than.. Like...now!" I urge Alex as I struggle to get us to leave on time. He has a band rehearsal with Matt, Jamie and Andy in 10 minutes and they already blame me for the reason of him being late the last few times.

I'm not denying the fact that I was the reason he was late the last couple of times, but the fact they accuse me even when I could have gone the whole day without seeing him annoys me. Andy swears on his soul that I will be the reasoning for they're band not taking off.

I wish I could do more to support him in they're new endeavour of starting a band but it's difficult when the reason your boyfriend doesn't spend time with you is because he is with his bandmates.

I'm not trying to hold him back from reaching his full potential but it's a let down sometimes when, all I want to do, is let him hold me, wrap me tightly in his arms so that I can feel the love he has for me, while we watch the glowing sunset or the glimmering stars appear at night time.

Instead he's with "the boys" and sees holding me in public as a "bash to the skull" his words not mine.

My all time dream is to become of some importance to the world. For someone in the future to be reading a book or be looking up information and my name be the one that pops up.

I haven't a clue what I wish to be in the future but I hope it's someone of use.

Now Alex, he is the one with the future. That man has the voice of a rockstar. He could really go somewhere if I stop holding him back. And as of right now I am doing just that.

"Give me a second- Oh- for god sakes you've made me mess up my hair! You know today's a big day for us. Today is when we will play and hand out demo CD's to try and get ourselves out there. But why am I not with the band right now? Because you wanted me to watch fucking titanic with you even though you know how fucking long that shitty movie is. And you always end up crying your eyes out every time you watch it. There's a reason why I never want to watch it with you" he states with pure annoyance in his voice.

Lately he hasn't been the Alex I met a year ago.

Before. Before the band was of a serious matter he was my, sweet Alex.

He would hold my hand wherever we went together. He would want to hang out and be with me just for the fun of it. Not because he felt the need to since I am his girlfriend.

We were never the cliche "thousand roses on valentines day" "i love you to the moon and back" type people. We were.. Simple.

Not in a bad way. In an ordinary way. We were the same as any other person you happen to walk by on your food shop.

We were... happy.

Now? Now I'm happy.. To a certain extent.

I'm happy when alex is singing. When he's writing a song. When he tells me he loves me. Or when I'm by myself. Or with ariele my best friend. She is always there for me when he is too busy.

She picked me up off the floor when he forgot our anniversary because he was at a gig and came home and didn't even check in on me. I was sitting in my house waiting for the 'ding' of my phone to go off, to get at least an "happy one year, I love you!" message. But at last as it struck midnight the message never came.

And I never brought it up again.

It's almost our second anniversary. In 3 months to be exact.

I would say I was excited but I'm not setting my hopes up high after last year. Maybe just some acknowledgement at some point during the day where he's not complaining about me?

I love him. I really do. That's why I would do anything for him.

But I guess in this case that wasn't enough.

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A/N hello! Here is the first chapter of "stay till the AM" and i'm loving writing it ahhh. We have so many plans for where this book could go it will be a new discovery for us and for you!

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