A series of Alex Turner's One Shots. Mostly fluff !!
At the beginning of each chapter, there is an Alex gif from a certain era, which will indicate Alex's look (not the age!). For example, if there's an Alex gif in the AM era, Alex will have that lo...
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Part 3 of the Amy-Alex 'trilogy' !! This is gonna be the last bit of their story, so go and read 'Dancefloor' and 'Movie Date' to understand the context!
Previously...
"I like you a lot, Amy. I like you so fucking much. I understand if you don't feel the same way, but I needed to get that lift off my chest. Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or..."
"I like you too, Alex..."
...
"Come here." Alex, who had put on his boxers, said. She laid beside him, snuggling him, and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
Hence, they were huddled together, and as Amy's eyelids closed, Alex pressed soft kisses to her temple as she traced circles on his bare chest.
Finally, Amy's eyes closed, and they fell asleep together, embraced.
...
"Amy!" Julia and Breana, two friends of her, approached her.
It was Monday. It had been two days since Alex and Amy's date. None of them had told their friends the details of it, as they were both too busy driving themselves crazy thinking about the meaning of their shag to communicate it to their respective friends.
"Yeah?" She said, closing her locker and turning around to face them.
"What the fuck, Ams, you haven't told us anything about Saturday! We need details, princess, details!" Julia said, fanatic.
"Yeah, Ams, it's been two days. Come on, let's ditch History, we need to know everything."
"There's nothing to tell. I had fun, Alex is a great guy and I like him."
"And that's it? I put up with you for a whole morning, helping you getting prepared for the fucking date and now you're telling us that it was just 'great'? Spill the tea, sister, we're not leaving until you tell us everything." She said, loudly, scolding her friend.
"Seriously, guys, there's nothing to tell."
"Keep that shite to yourself, Ams. C'mon, let's get out of here." Julia grabbed her friend by the forearm and they stormed out of school.
The three of them arrived to the park next to school. It was a typical, british park, full of trees and vegetation. Hence, they sat on the grass, in front of a small lake.