Alex Turner Imagines

1. Love at first sight?

I was unfocused from my thoughts by a familiar hand waving in front of my face.

"Hey y/n are you even listening to me?" My best friend Anne, short for Annabelle, looks at me in confusion.

"Oh um what were you saying?" I rest my chin on top of my hand.

"As I was saying because you cleary weren't paying attention, that one man right there?" She nods to look that way, appointing me to look at a man with very slicked hair, a cigar in his mouth, and very sharp jawline.

Oh how he was so soothing to stare at; well clearly not in a stalker way. "What about him?" Looking at her in confusion.

"Don't you see? He's literally hot, are you blind?" She raises her brow.

"I see that, I meant- he's good looking. So what? There is a lot of good looking men out here." Clearly lying out of my sight.

"Not as good looking as this one. Never seen him before and you know I seen many men that aren't good looking as him."

"Well maybe that's because they aren't good looking at all? Sorry for my opinion on your taste, but why don't you ask him out or something?" I shrug.

"No I'll probably just stick to my toxic boyfriend. He really pissed me off today, so I decided to go with you to this fine diner and dress really fine. We did have plans but you are more important." She smiles big and rolls her eyes at the thought of her boyfriend.

"You literally went back to the douche bag? Anne remember recover from what was a mistake so you won't do it again."

"I know but he was my favorite mistake that I still like." Her eyebrows furrow together.

"Well excuse me I have to go use the bathroom." I smile and wipe my mouth from a sauce of food on a napkin.

"Don't be long, I don't want people to think I got ditched and I'm lonely."She rolls her eyes.

"I promise I'll make it quick." I lightly chuckle and walk away from our table.

I walk by the table where the man was. I walk straight up and unbothered; confidently mostly. I feel eyes shooting at me, I look down to see him staring.

I give him a small smile. He smirks a little bit, oh how he is so much better looking up close. I look away and head towards the bathroom.

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I check myself in the mirror, fixing my hair and makeup. Washing my hands with the warm water. I can still smell the perfume I put on not too long ago, has a sweet smell to it. My favorite of my small collection or perfumes.

I head back before Anne starts to worry. She is very impatient, when around public. She doesn't want to be thought of a loner, with no friends, no boyfriend, nor an only child who is spoiled.

I past his table once again, head straight up high. Now remembering he had a group if friends with him at his table. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. I can say, he couldn't either.

We take a few glances at each other at some times. I do one more glance his way, he is already staring at me. We make eye contact for about 2 mins. I gotten this very warm feeling, an excited feeling in my stomach.

As if I felt like I was going beyond my head. It fet warm and fuzzy inside. My cheeks grew warm at every time we would make eye contact and he would smile.

He was irresistible to not look at. His jawline so sharp, his nose so long yet so beautiful, his eyes so pure and very pretty.

I technically 'met' the guy now I'm already falling for him.

"Y/n's got a little crush on the hottie?" She sips her drink. "I'd say I don't blame you after all, you can maybe ask him out or invite him for a drink."

"Are you crazy? Don't even know him, nor talked to him."

"Well might as well do it now because we have things to do. It is getting late and you know how Mark gets when I'm late." She rolls her eyes.

"Well alright. Lets get going then." I gather my things, putting money on the table plus tip.

We both walk past the group, on our way to the parking lot. We arrive in her car, taking off my jacket revealing my soft shoulders.

"You know you should have said something to him, maybe even gestured for him to come over so you two would have a little talk." She has the keys in her hand, trying to turn on the car.

"You know how I get, I'm never brave enough to actually do it. I would probably see him again, but he probably had a girlfriend. So it wont matted."

"Are you kidding me? The way he looked at you wasn't no friendly way of looking at someone." She shooks her head.

"Well maybe you're right. Let's just go home." I sit back in my seat as we drift off back home.

I should've really listened and made a move. Maybe even asked him or gestured him over. How am I so stupid? Really wished I did something, now I probably won't see him.

The eye contacts, and the smiling did something to me. The feeling in my stomach.

"You're still thinking about him? Love at first sight huh?" She chuckles.

"That is not true." I roll my eyes and playfully shove her lightly.

I don't believe in these type of romantic things, but was it? Or she is just trying to make fun of me for being a wuss?

A/N: this kinda sounds so badd and cringey 😭omg. Hope you like this short imagine, although I'm still deciding on how to start the freaking story.