Scaling the corridors - Alex Turner one shots

She looks like fun - 2

Here comes the dirt... put the song on when the it starts

~You said I was the most exotic flower
Holding me tight in our final hour~

When you were done locking up you grabbed your cherry cola and went to find Alexander.

You saw him standing by the petrol pump with an old school motorcycle. You walked over to him in your slippers, now without the over sized shirt over your shoulders, but with your heart shaped bag over your arm. You stood on the other side of his bike, where your dad's old car was parked. You leant against it and Alexander looked up at you. He didn't say anything, he just looked at you.

"Where are we going," you asked when he put the pump back. He shrugged.

"You're the one who lives here."

"I suppose."

He walked closer to you and grabbed your hand softly.

"Figured we'd just ride."

You smiled and let him lead you, holding you hand as you climbed over the seat. Your mini skirt was riding up your hips when you spread your legs but it didn't matter to you. You also didn't mind Alexander's eyes on you, and you had your bikini on underneath so it wasn't all that revealing. Alexander put his aviators on and smirked at you before he hopped on in front of you. You watched him start the engine as you placed your hands on his waist.

"Hold on," he told you, and you were off.

So you did, you wrapped your arms around his torso and felt the heat from his body through his shirt. You loved that you had the opportunity to hold him this tightly, it felt so great.

Alexander didn't start slowly. He twisted the gas up to a high speed almost the second you were out on the road. Thank god there were no cars on the road. You were going almost dangerously fast and the noice was loud in your ears but you trusted him with keeping you safe. The warm wind was blowing through your hair and you found yourself closing your eyes and leaning your head back with a smile on your lips. This was one of those feelings you just want to last forever.

After about ten minutes you leant your head on Alexander's back. It made his heart jump a bit. He didn't know how you were this comfortable with him, and he didn't know how you had made him feel like this in under an hour. He couldn't help but slow down when your soft cheek touched his hot back, he thought you might be a little tired of the wind. At a rest stop he pulled over and you lifted your head.

He looked back at you and you wondered if he was wanting to go back already.

"You alright?" He asked.

You smiled and nodded. "Yes."

"Just let me know if you wanna go back," he told you and you blushed a bit from how caring and considerate he seemed.

"I don't want to," you said.

Alexander got off his seat so that he could be turned towards you. "Good."

His hand came up and cupped your cheek, his thumb stroking your soft skin. He suddenly leaned in and softly kissed your lips. Just for a second, and you barely had time to kiss him back until his lips were gone again and you heard yourself whine.

"We'll keep going then," Alexander smirked and you drove off. You wanted to tell him to keep riding into the sunset and just take you with him wherever he went. Whatever his life consisted of, you were sure in your heart that it was better than your mundane small town one.

This time when he felt your cheek against his back he didn't flinch, he just enjoyed the feeling. Fifteen minutes later he took a turn and you realized from the road sign that he was taking you to the beach. You thought it was a great idea since the sun was still laying down hard. When he parked on the side of the road you couldn't wait to go for a dip.