I wrote this story in 2nd person, so (y/n) means Your Name :>
You are waiting for your guitar teacher-mr Jones. It's Thursday's afternoon. You are sitting in your room and wearing casual clothes. You hear steps. It's your mom.
"(y/n) mr Jones called me that he won't be able to come but his friend will be here in 10 minutes"-your mother says. "Okey" Who it can be?
A few minutes later you hear door knock. You quickly check your hair and face in the mirror and then slowly open a door. Smell of cigarettes and cologne hits you.
You don't know him but he's fucking hot young aged man in leather jacket. His messy quiff falls on his forehead. And those perfect shaped chocolate eyes... He looks at you. You give him nervous smile. Will he be your guitar teacher?
"Hi, I'm Alex"-he says and smiles-"Can I come in?"
You nod your head. So his name is Alex. Alex ,Alex ,Alex-it stucks in your mind.
"What's your name m'am?"-he asks while looking at you.
God, his voice is charming and his eyes are beautiful.
"Um...(y/n)" you reply awkwardly.
"Hm,(y/n)...that's pretty name..." You blush. You look at his guitar and it reminds you to get yours too. Finally you sat down on sofa. "So I heard that you have trouble with..."
"A7 shape Bar Chord" you add quickly.
"That's exactly what I wanted to say."-he laughs gently. It was so cute. "Well, (y/n), let's set your fingers like this" he shows you. "Great. Now set middle finger on this string..."
You try as hard as you can but you can't concentrate. You want to look at his beautiful face all the time. What if he could touch you? You want him to hug you or kiss you but you are only 17 and he is an adult.
"It's too hard, I can't do it." you say quietly.
"Don't give up, love." What? What did he says? Love? Oh God. "I'll show you."He stands up and sat next to you. He grabs gently you left hand. You shiver. He sets your fingers in right places. He is so warm. Then he puts his hand on your shoulder and smiles "Try"
Now it sounds perfect. As perfect as his smile, his eyes, his hair, his muscles, his everything.
"Awesome, by the way..." he looks at wall full of pictures and drawings "nice works, are they yours?"
"Yup." You reply trying to sound as cool as you can be.
"You are very talented, you study art, aren't you?" Really he thought that you study?
"No, I still in high school."
"Oh, I didn't expect that... but in positive sense, you know." He sounds upset but tries to explain. "I think you are not like other high school girls I know, also you look older. Just...just take it like a compliment." he winks. You brush. He complimented you. Your can feel your fast heart beat. "Okay, let's move back to lesson. Try play this chord."
You set your fingers on strings and play. For make sure you did it right - you give a glance at Alex. He nod his head and you realized that he was looking at your eyes all the time. Your gazes meet. You were staring at each other for a minute ,but then your mom knocked. Shit ,this moment was amazing.
"Hi ,I just wanted make sure everything is okay." She smiles and Alex hits it back. The door closed.
The rest of the lesson you tried new chords, sometimes your gaze meets him and he winks at you. You realized that you like him. More than you should like person you barely don't know. He is adorable, clever and handsome but... he is older than you and probably won't be interested in you.
"I need to go now"
You both stands up. You meet his look. You feel awkward. You are standing so close. Suddenly he grabs your waist and whispers to your ear-"Hope I will see you again, (y/n)." His voice is soft and calm. You blush. You feel your heart beats faster. You are shocked. What happened?
He gives you last glance and blows a kiss with his lips then he left the room.
What the fuck? What happened? He blows you a kiss with his perfect lips. You are scared and happy at the same time. He touched you. You felt his warm hand on your waist. You are screaming inside.
You hear front door closing. He is gone.
You decide to go down stairs.
"(y/n), mr Turner..." So his surname is Turner. Alex Turner. Sounds familiar. "will be teaching you next week too."
"Um...That's great..." You are very very happy but you don't want her to notice that.
You quick run upstairs to check him on facebook. Teenage things...
Who the fuck are the Arctic Monkeys?-you mumble to yourself and start listening their songs. Wow ,it's his voice. So mesmerizing ,calm and beautiful. Oh,he is well known band's lead singer...
