Your place or mine

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7:45pm can your stood in your kitchen downing a glass of red to steady your nerves, 5 minutes previous the enormity of what was happening hit you, this was Alex fucking Turner, last night should have been a one off drunken fuck, now you've spent £2000 getting ready for a date with him !!! What the fuck was happening ?

You did agree that you felt amazing, the underwear it's self was a turn on, hair and make had gone well and your worn out but trusted Louboutins completed the outfit.

No time to panic, 8pm and a knock came at that door, you grabbed your only Chanel bag bought with your first London wages years ago and opened the door. You hope your look was enough for the rich rock star ?

" Wow " you both said at the same time which had you both smiling.
" I'm lost for words darlin, you look exceptional " Alex looked at you with large brown eyes which shone with lust.
Your eyes travelled Alex's body, a skinny Spencer Hart suit and tie, his hair was gelled to perfection all slicked back no quiff and a slight stubble
" you look very smart Alex, where we off ? " you said as he led you towards a plain car taxi.
" How about Chiltern Firehouse, see what happens later ? " you nodded. Alex kissed you lightly on your lips and held your hand in the taxi
" glad you said yes " you put your joined hands in your lap and said
" me too "

Your anxieties soon vanished Alex organised a private booth and you both chatted with ease you totally forgot at times that he was famous , he took interest in your Lancashire upbringing and was surprised when you told him about your medical profession, and you watched his face light up when you talked about your work with a passion, and took particular interest when you mentioned that you decided on your own working hours.
Alex told you about the band. His love for music and song writing was evident.

You held hands over the table and your legs beneath were tangled together. You were glad you dressed the part, he told you a few times how stunning you looked and that I had to learn how to take a compliment .

Three bottles of wine later around midnight Alex suggested a few drinks local to our homes, both agreeing to leave dancing for tonight.
You left the restaurant and walked straight into flashing lights and cameras, all shouting ALEX ALEX, WHOS THE LUCKY GIRL blocking your path to the taxi. Alex wrapped his arm protectively over your shoulder pulling you in close. It was difficult to even walk forward, every step you took they blocked your path,
" keep your head down love, don't say anything" he whispered
You tried to enter the car with dignity Alex got in and the car tried to move but the cameras started to flash at the windows, you keep your head down, holding onto Alex's free hand as if your life depended on it, his other arm was still around your shoulder.

You held back the tears, what happened scared the living day lights out of you, how did Alex put up with that, was it a daily occurrence ? Alex must have felt you tense up and he tightened his grip on your hand but he didn't speak.

Once at his house and you were safely inside he led you to the living room and sat you on the couch he sat facing you on the coffee table, you let the tears flow.
" how did they know " you sobbed Alex guessed another diner had tipped them off.
" how do you cope with that ? " You knew your make up was now streaking
" I've had it for almost 10 years, kinda used to it, but I still hate it. I can't tell you how sorry I am love" his voice low and sad.
" well I couldn't cope with that everytime I leave the house " you snapped.
You saw Alex's face drop a little, you instantly regretted your comment.
Alex got up and poured you a brandy and handed you tissues and went to ring his manger to see if they could stop the pictures.

The brandy helped you relax, you went in search of Alex. You found him stood at the kitchen units head in his hands and nursing a brandy of his own. He'd removed his jacket and tie and untucked his shirt, he looked hot.
He looked down at you, his brown eyes dull and lifeless
" I can't tell you how angry and sorry i am, that's not how I planned on our first date ending, all I wanted to do was show the first girl I have liked in ages a good time " he rested his head against yours and wrapped his arms around your waist.
You felt so sorry for him, your heart contracted, after all it wasn't his fault.
" show me Alex, show me what you had planned, make me forget about it all " he lifted his head and stared into your blue eyes,
" you truly are remarkable love " he ran his fingers over your cheeks wiping away the last few tears.

Alex then picked you up in his arms and took you upstairs. He set you on your feet once in his room
" now me darlin, I need to see what's under that dress " he smirked and you happily obliged.