only ones who know, alex turner

reality

i watched down at him as his fingers moved across the fretboard smoothly, miles kicked his foot lightly and put a hand on my shoulder, "alex this is jules shes fr-"

alex interrupted him, "juliet bowie, i know who she it." he didn't look up from his guitar and continued to play the riff,

miles turns me around by my shoulder and we walk back over to the door, not before miles spots a piece of sheet music and scrunches it up, "don't need to be such a twat." he threw the paper at alex quickly shutting the door behind us before he could respond. "don't pay him any mind, he'll come around eventually." he sighs as we walk back over to the sound room, a few minutes they were ready for alexandria to finally begin recording her songs.

4 hours later

i was still sat on the same chair four hours later, miles was down talking to alexandra about a changing lyrics, the other sound engineers had went on a break and i was by myself. i looked around the studio and noticed little things like post it notes with jokes written on them, random guitar picks laying everywhere and posters, a lot of band posters. i walked over to the wall covered top to bottom in posters and admired the strokes 'is this it' album cover,

"what ones your favourite?"a voice spoke up from behind me, i didn't bother turning my head assuming it to be one of the sound guys.

i searched around the wall before answering, "the strokes one, oh or transformer, what about you?" i point to the ones im speaking about and they walk over to beside me.

without even thinking he replies, "the strokes, is this it, 2001." just then i smell it the cologne from the shop, alex's cologne. i turn my head to him slowly and he's stood right beside me admiring the wall, alex came around i guess. before this moment i had never taken into consideration how tall he would be but now as i was eye level with his shoulder, even wearing boots, it realised it. "you like the stokes?" i was snapped out of my thoughts and looked away from him,

i look back over at the wall and go though all the band i notice, the beatles, oasis, sterophonics, arctic monkeys and even my dad and jake, "i love the strokes." i nod and he turns to me.

i look over at him and his eyes are full of curiosity, "you ever see them live?" he takes a seat in the chair miles was previously sat in so i take the one in front of him.

i can't help but smile remembering all the gigs i used to go to when i was in high school, "me and alexandra went to a few comedown machine gigs across the uk, have you?"

he matches my smile and leans back in the chair, "i've been to a load now but my first one was where me and miles met, we were both stupid teenagers and he came to sheffield for the gig when i lived there." he looks genuinely happy to be talking to me about his stories and that only made me more comfortable and confident to share my own.

"that's so cool, me and alexandra met at a concert too!" i laugh and he tilts his head signaling for me to explain more, "it embarrassing so do not make fun of us, it was a taylor swift show in portland back in 2010." i shake my head,

he chuckles quietly, "ah taylor swift, every teenage girl is envious of you now." he shifts in his chair and sets his ankle on his thigh,

i giggle to myself, "you a swiftie?"

tilting his head he replies, "who isn't?" he sarcastically rolls his eyes.

i laugh at his sarcasm and think of some small talk to fill the silence, "you and miles have a new album coming out right?" he nods,

he runs a hand though his already perfectly sat hair, it was all slicked back except a piece fallen on his forehead, "we'll we're supposed to but none of us have had much inspiration, we have four songs out of sixteen so far."

"is it fun recording? like being in the studio all day does it not get repetitive." i question not remembering much of my younger days in the studios my dad would record in.

he sits up on the chair and leans in towards me still being a good few feet away, "no it's a blast most days but i thought if anyone would know that it'd be you, were you not basically raised in one." he smiles wearily at me, im going to assume this was incase id react badly to my dad being brought up.

i smiled back warmly. i loved talking about my dad and the fact he isn't with us anymore just makes me want to talk about him more, i want him to be remembered in the way i remember him the loving father who was always there for me, "id go all the time when i was much younger but as i got older and so did he i was never really there, the last album was recorded at the house though." i stopped myself going on about the last album,

the whole subject of blackstar always made me upset, my dad released it 2 days before he passed and he knew what was happening, he knew he was dying so he made blackstar for everyone to let them know he was prepared and wasn't scared of what was happening to him. "well you're here now so enjoy it. he's a big inspiration to me and miles both, he'd be proud that your in a studio again." he places a hand on my knee and smiles sympathetically,

i shook my head in a dismissive manner, "he'd be jealous he isn't with me, he liked you guys. i asked him to buy me the age of understanding vinyl for my birthday and he opened and listened to it before giving it to me." my face was still plastered with warm smile,

he looked at me with disbelief and sat up straight, "you're kidding."

"honestly." just as i had spoke up miles and alexandra had came back into the room, miles took his phone out before we could react and took a photo is us.

he looked between us both, "nice to see you two getting along." he raised his eyebrows at alexandra and she started to quietly giggle.

alex rolled his eyes and stood up, "we're just talking." he left the room and miles took his seat.

he leaned on his knees and stared into my soul, "so.."

"so?" i ask confused, knowing exactly what he's trying to signify.

he points his finger at me and alexandra sits beside him, "my mysterious music man and you seem to be getting on well." my jaw drops open, we talked not even for half an hour and now we're getting married in his mind.

he covers his mouth to conceal his laugher at my anger, "we literally just had a conversation." alexandra gives me a questionable look before turning to miles and laughing at him trying his best not to.

she speaks up nodding her head sarcastically, "yeah okay sure." i can't take them anymore so i pull an alex and leave the room.