Do I Wanna Know? -Alex Turner

Teddy Picker

I woke up the next morning with a hangover and a pounding headache. I looked at my phone and realized I had overslept, and it was already 11:00 am. I also had a few texts from Matt with the info about the venue. I groaned, the realization setting in. I really had accepted this job. I wonder if I would have said yes, had I been completely sober. 

The concert started at 7, and I had to be there around 6. I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, remembering that I had a hair appointment at noon. 

"Shit" I mumbled to myself. 

I quickly showered, brushed my teeth, combed through my hair and got dressed. I picked out a pair of mom jeans, a black cropped t shirt, and my adidas shoes. I ran back to the bathroom and put on a bit of makeup. Ill just do the rest later before the concert. I grabbed my purse, my phone and my keys and ran out the door. 

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I walked out of the hair salon around 1, looking down at my phone. I got a good trim, and my hair stylist styled my hair in a blowout for the concert tonight. 

I was starving so I walked around town a bit looking for a place to eat, and I settled on a small coffee shop. Even though it was already 1 pm, I needed coffee, especially for tonight. I knew I had a long night ahead of me.

I walked into the shop and ordered a coffee and a muffin and walked out. As I walked out of the shop, I saw Alex and another guy walking down the sidewalk talking to each other, coming in my direction. Great. I thought about just crossing the street, but the traffic was horrendous. I took a deep breath and walked past him. 

As I walked past, I decided to be friendly and give him a small smile. He walked past and didn't even acknowledge me. He definitely noticed me though, cause I saw the cold glare on his face. I looked back at him as he walked by. 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦. I turned and kept walking, heading back towards my car.  

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I arrived at the venue around 6:30. I settled on a short white dress that hugged my curves in all the right places, not that I was trying to impress anybody. I had curled my hair in small waves, which were already falling out. I walked through the crowd towards the doors leading backstage. I walked around, looking for any of the boys. I eventually found Jamie, heading towards his dressing room with a cookie in his hand.

"Hey Jamie," I said giving him a small smile.

He looked back and stopped walking, giving me a smile back, "Hey love, yer look stunning." 

"Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself," I smiled as I followed him towards his dressing room. 

As I was about to go into Jamie's dressing room, I heard a familiar voice call my name. I looked and saw Matt coming towards us. 

"What's up?" I said as he stood in front of me, Jamie going into his room.

"Uh, so. Alex doesn't know yer the one who took the job," he said scratching the back of his neck. "and I assume he's gonna be pretty fookin' angry." 

Great. Not only do I have to deal with Alex, but he doesn't even know I'm here yet. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "Ill figure it out, don't worry about it, go get ready. You guys are on in like a half hour."

He nodded and turned away, walking down the hallway. I started to walk away too, deciding to give Jamie some time to get ready, before Matt spoke again. 

"Oh, and Arabella?" he said as I looked back. "Yer look really nice."

I smiled as he started walking away again. I made my way towards the curtains, peaking out looking at the crowd. The whole venue was almost full. I looked around the crowd before I felt a tap on my shoulder.