Alex Turner Imagines<3

you haven't been yourself in a while

 Driving home from a new magazine shoot is both exhausting and satisfying. I honestly love going back home from a photo shoot. Seeing Alex always helped me relax, even though i'm kinda mad at him now. He's been dodging my calls, somewhat avoiding me and he's been coming home late as fuck. Every. Single. Day.

He's been acting like this since he came back from his tour. I parked the car and got inside the house. It was quiet. Way too quiet. He was probably in his studio or in our bedroom. I dropped my bag and took my shoes off and walked upstairs. Even though i'm mad at him I still wanna hug and kiss him.

"Babe?" I heard from our room. He sounds exhausted. I opened the door to see him with messy hair and a bunch of crumpled up pieces of paper. He was writing songs.....

"Hey" I sighed. I walked over to him and kissed his temple. I tried to hug him but he barely even hugged me back. Now I was a bit mad. Why isn't he opening up to me like he usually does?

"What's wrong? Tell me" I asked. He looked up at me and frowned.

"Just because I didn't hug you the way you wanted me to doesn't mean anything's wrong" He said somewhat frustrated. 

"I'm not talking about just now, i'm talking about how you barely ever talk to me ever since you came back from tour" I said slightly raising my voice.

"I'm talking about how you never touch me, you go home late EVERY SINGLE DAY, you NEVER return my calls and y-you.." my voice cracked and a tear rolled down my cheek. I was now crying. He walked over to me and hugged me tight. The way I wanted him to.

"you haven't been yourself lately" I sobbed. 

"I miss you so much" I said. He was running his fingers through my hair and kissed my head repeatedly.

"I'm right here baby" He replied.

I looked up at him and wiped my tears away. I looked at his eyes and they were glassy. He knew exactly that he fucked up. 

"Are you though? you've been ignoring me a lot and it feels like you're on the verge of breaking up with me" I cried

"Baby i'm not breaking up with you. It's just that i'm terrified this'll be the last tour for the band. Ever. And i'm sorry that i'm putting most of all that rage and sadness towards you. I really didn't mean to do any of this to you. I'm just fucking sad and mad that I think it's gonna be all over for the band. They're my fucking brothers for god's sake. And i'm just pissed at myself for not being enough for you and for not being there for you. I just wanna be enough. You're the only person that can help me get through all this and i've been pushing you away this entire time like a fucking bullshit boyfriend. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH" He finished rambling with red eyes and a tear stained face. I hugged him until there was no tomorrow. I kissed him like it would be my last.

"Don't ever think that you're not enough for me. You're more than enough. You're everything I could ever ask for. You're the love of  my life, Alexander. Don't ever keep these kinds of thoughts from me. Please don't, I wanna help you just like you help me." I held his hand and pulled him in for another kiss and played with his hair on the back of his head. 

I looked at him and wiped off the tears from his face. We hugged and cuddled in bed, comforting each other and exchanging our love. He rests his forehead against mine and closes his eyes.

"I love you, princess" He whispered, on the verge of falling asleep. I smiled and kissed his plump lips. I ran my fingers through his fluffy hair.

"I love you too, my prince" I whispered and turned the light off.

THE NEXT MORNING

The sun was shining, and it was cold as hell. I looked over Alex's side of the bed to see him snuggled up to his pillow, one arm wrapped around my hip. I smiled and kissed his nose. I tried to unwrap his arm from my hip but that woke him up.