Come & Get Your Love • Alex Turner

4: Perry's Restaurant

That was the moment when I found out Alex was the frontman of the Arctic Monkeys. He was already giving me clues, yet I acted dumb. Why? It's such a coincidence that you get to encounter a random guy from a record store and turning out to be one of the lead singers in a band. He didn't introduce his bandmates to me yet. Maybe perhaps I could meet them when we see each other again after hanging out with him a bit at the café I worked at.

"I'm really sorry, Ave, for not telling ye everything. It's just I wanna have a bit of privacy and we're already exposed everywhere."

"It's okay, at least, I'm here to support you guys. I know you're all doing your best for the world."

"Pretty yeah, it's just being famous has it perks, ya know?", he's got a point, most people after they get famous would literally forget where they came from. I bet Alex and his pals never seemed to forget their hardest footsteps.

We shared our respective addresses after that, making sure if I needed help from him, he's there for me at the right timing. He also complimented me of my music taste, saying that I got a beautiful taste in music, in which I thanked him for saying so.

It was Tuesday, and it was holiday, Flag Day. Perry invited us, The Delusional gang to his owned hillside restaurant called Hillstone in Beverly Hills. It was only about a 24-25 minute drive, and we agreed to meet up with the others at school who can't fetch a ride on their own. We rode on Mick's van and the others on Pierre's. Miguel couldn't make it since he was busy babysitting his nephew.

I could tell you the place was really beautiful. The view of the city was extremely far away, and you could see the mountains, flowers, aesthetic huts decorated with curtains, and stairs that were completely like you're on your stairway to heaven already. We've been here a thousandth times already ever since we were in our 11th grade days.

As we reached the ranch, Perry greeted us:

"What took you so long, you bastards?", Perry asked as he gave us a fist bump.

"Oh it's just Max being Max again," Abigail interrupted as Max gave her a slight spank on her arm.

"Ouch Max Emilian, that hurts!", Abigail reacted and in which Max rolled his eyes.

Perry reserved the cabin for us. He paid our total reservation. Let me tell you, our hut was the second biggest in the whole area, in which the largest one is facing right across from us. We were waiting for our foods to be served, since we already ordered in advance for our menu in this dining place in our group chat few nights before.

As we sat down on our seats, Abigail came out at a moment from the bathroom, and she gave us a, "Hey, guys. What's up? "

"Before I forget, Mick's car songs are filled with The Beatles, Air Supply, Queen, Nirvana, The Beach Boys - like pure rock n roll shit - name it", George boasted, in which I hid a laugh.

"And guess what, we were all bopping to each songs respectively", Abigail added as she put her bag down on her seat.

Nyck interrupted: "Mick's got a girl already", Mick just gave us a smirk and rolled his eyes, "Her name is Gemma". We congratulated Mick and clapped our hands in the air, for having such a girl, despite of being a hopeless romantic, I love my friends with all my heart. Our cabin was the noisiest of all.