The Love Contract | Alex Turner

She's Thunderstorms

Marianne's POV

I awake suddenly from a deep sleep, I reach over to my phone and check the time; 3:00 am. I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes, I often wake up at random times of the night so this isn't new for me. 

I cough and I realize just how dehydrated I am, I won't be able to fall back asleep if I don't get something. I put on the robe from before and head to the vending machine down the hall. 

As I walk the few feet down the hallway I hear a door slam and footsteps making their way towards me. 

"Hey!" I hear a female voice call out. I turn around and become face to face with a girl I have never seen before, and she looks pissed to say the least. 

"Uh, hey?" I say, still groggy from the deep sleep I was just in. 

"Do you know Alex Turner? From like the Arctic Monkeys?" She questions me. My heart drops at the question, does she know what happened between us? That can't be it, I don't even know this girl. 

"Oh, yeah I do." I say as calmly as possible. 

"Well you should know that he is an absolute creep. All I wanted to do was hookup with the man but he called me the wrong name! Can you believe that asshole?" The girl confesses to me. I calm down a bit, this was obviously just some girl Alex picked up at the bar. But what a strange thing for him to do. 

I nod my head in response, "like who even is 'Marianne'?" She continues. My heart momentarily stops at what she just said to me. Before I can even think of a response she disappears into the elevator. 

The girl was obviously drunk, maybe she just misheard what Alex said. Maybe her name was Mary or something and it just sounded like Marianne. 

I stand there in shock for a moment before I turn around. I see Alex looking as shocked as I am outside his hotel room. 

Our faces drop as we lock eyes with each other. I completely forget the drink I actually left my room for because I dart back to my room to avoid any encounters with Alex. 

I enter my room and close the door. I sit on the bed unable to fully comprehend what just happened. Alex hooked up with another girl tonight? And called her Marianne. That can't be true, why would he do that? The whole situation makes my head spin. 

I spend the rest of the early morning trying to wrap my head around the events that transpired. I finally fall back asleep and wake up around 9:00 am, the tour is finally finished and we will be headed to the airport in the next few hours to return to LA. I hope I don't have any encounters with Alex this morning, I truly have no idea what I would begin to say to him. 

I stay in my room until it's time for me to head to the airport. I gather up my things and put on my most conformable travel outfit for the long flight ahead. 

Instead of riding together, I order myself an Uber and enjoy the silence of the ride. 

As I board the plane I make my way down the aisle to locate my seat. 13B. I look up as I reach my spot and who would you know is sitting at 14B. Alex. I take a deep breath to mentally prepare myself for the awkwardness that is about to ensue. 

"Excuse me." I say as I put my belongings in the overhead compartment.

Alex shifts so I can reach above him and stuff my bag in the compartment and settle back down into my seat. He definitely notices how uncomfortable I am but thankfully I brought a book and some headphones to occupy myself for the entire flight. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts for takeoff." A voice rings over the intercom. I reach down to grab the seatbelt, my hand grazing Alex's hand as he does the same. The simple touch of his hand sends a shiver up my spine. I quickly pull away and buckle myself in.