Come & Get Your Love • Alex Turner

51: Satellite of Love

Avery's POV:

I woke up in the morning twilight. When I was looking at the other side of the bed, Alex wasn't there. I assume he took a piss or he just woke up early. My body still couldn't stand straight due to what we did last night. I groaned as I sat on the bed, covering my body.

The smell of delicious food made me want to eat it. Minutes later, Alex entered the room with his hands holding the tray. His brown hair was ruffled. The towel wrapped around his body made me want to remove it and taste everything on it.

He smiled as he sat the food on my lap, "morning, beautiful" he kissed my head as he sat down on the bed beside me.

"Al, I should've made this," I said. Eggs, ham, bacon, and tuna salad were present throughout in a huge plate.

"You should eat right now, baby. We've got a tour to get on'' Alex kissed my forehead as I began to eat the food. "I know yer tired from last night's activity" he winked in which I almost choked.

I swallowed the food and began to speak out, "Oh, I can't come" I jokingly blurted out.

Alex seductively responded, "Oh, that's not definitely what you said last night", he placed a soft kiss on my shoulder blade.

While eating, Alex kept making jokes until I almost choked on his one joke that British slangs are way better than the Americans. First, we made love as I finished eating and placed the tray on the side table. Alex removed the sheets that were covered on my body, and after that, I gave him the greatest head in his life.

This day would be their another leg of 2014 tour in LA. As we finished preparing, Alex and I drove our way to Kia Forum. After their LA leg, the band would be going to London for the BRIT Awards ceremony. Alex was styled like Elvis Presley but he never admitted that he wanted to look like Elvis.

We then arrived at the Kia Forum. Alex held my hand as fans outside were in the line, and they looked at us. Some of the fans asked Alex for a photo but he refused, telling them that he would do those photos later after the show.

"Look, this is not the '70s where I can just mess up with everything" Alex ranted as we entered the backstage area. "For you, Ave, I don't want the people to disrespect you"

"Al, it's okay... or maybe you can just chill out for a little bit" I said as we entered his dressing room. Alex then grabbed his guitar and a cigarette.. We then sat down on the couch, facing each other.

"Avery, how can I chill out when those people outside are completely obsessed with our relationship?" Alex's voice raised.. Maybe his voice was like that because he was so tired. Imagine touring around the world with your own eyes?

"Obsessed? What are you talking about, Al?"

"Ave, all I want is the best for our relationship. They've been talking about that we had to break up but I don't give a single fuck about those bastards - and it hurts me when people looked at you earlier with different intentions" Alex held my hand as his voice calmed down.

I nodded. Alex kissed my hand, "I love you, you know that? You're my best friend, Ave. I can't just love you for sex but who you are is adorable.... Boys would be jealous because of me, having you"

"And the world stops running because of the two of us," I joked. We were about to kiss but suddenly, Matt, Jamie, and Nick entered inside the dressing room ..

"Were you too snogging off?" Nick asked. Jamie and Matt on the other hand rehearsed some chords with their instruments..

I shook my head.