The Devil's Lair • Alex Turner Fanfiction

• 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓 •

In the last chapter...

You remembered who Alexander was, and everything he meant to you.

Then your eyes met his. He looked confused by the way you were crying, but he also noticed what you had in your hands. His brown eyes showed nervousness, hoping that your tears meant what he thought they meant.

"Y/n... Did-Did you-" -Alexander tried to ask, pointing at the necklace and himself repeatedly. He couldn't even finish the sentence.

So you just grabbed his face and pressed your lips against his, interrupting him, but letting him know he was right.

"I did." -You whispered and he smiled big against your lips, kissing them roughly again.

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!! This chapter has SMUT in it.

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Alexander's POV.

I could feel my stomach going crazy,
my heart beating fast,
my skin tingling with excitement.

It really didn't matter how hard I tried.
Words could never express how I felt at that moment. I was speechless...

I was over the fucking moon.

I daydreamed about this moment for so long, that the fact that it was actually happening looked surreal to me - I realized once again that all I needed was y/n to look at me in that way that makes my legs weak; I wanted her to be beside me, not feeling like I was just a stranger anymore.

I longed to kiss those sweet lips... I needed her close to me like I used to without making her feel uneasy.

And now I could do all of that.

I was her Alexander once again, the one she really trusted and loved, and not just a "man" that she couldn't remember.

I wasn't aware of how hard everything had been during these weeks till our lips were finally glued together; it was in that moment when everything really hit me like a truck, making me cry with her, still melting with that kiss.

If I was feeling that happy, relieved and overwhelmed, I couldn't even imagine how she must've felt.

She detached her lips from mine, looking all over my face, noticing my wet cheeks. -"Alexander, I'm sorry, I'm so-"

"Don't you dare say sorry, alright? It wasn't your fault." -I said, grabbing her face with both my hands. I dried her tears with my thumbs. -"It wasn't your fault at all." -I repeated.

"I know but- I'm sorry I put you through this. It must have been awful for you too."

"Please stop apologizing." -I begged her. -"Of course it was tough, but you don't have to be sorry... and you didn't put me through anything - we were in this together, you know that I would never leave your side, no matter what."

"But-But I feel so bad for the way I made you feel. I acted like... Like I had nothing to do with you..." -She shook her head, sniffing between her words. -"I should have never gone to that pub, I'm-"

"Listen to me, you did nothing wrong! You know that asshole is the only one who fucked up, it's-"

"W-where's that man now?" -She asked quickly, her face turning white in a second.

"Well, I... I shot him in his knee and left him there all alone." -I said, clenching my fists after remembering that night. -"I don't know anything else yet."