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When Past Becomes Present (an Alex Turner fan fic)

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+*:+:*:+:*+ Lillia and Alex have a past, but can they have a present too? +*:+:*:+:*+ "The future for me is already a thing of the past-- You were my first love, and you will be my last." -- Bob Dylan Lillia and Alex loved each other fo...

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Chapter 12

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by vivayviva

by vivayviva

AN: hey guys thanks again for reading. I really appreciate all your comments and votes, so please continue with that as well. Valentines Day is coming up, which means romance is in the air! it's one of my favorite holidays, and as writing is one of my favorite past times I'll definitely make sure to do something nice for you guys. Would y'all like Valentines day in an upcoming chapter? Comment if you would like a Valentines themed one, otherwise I may write a poem or something. Just let me know. x Laurel

*Alex’s POV*

I had gotten her number, and that was all that I needed. I couldn’t believe what had happened; I was thrilled. I was blushing as I made my way back to the band. I could see from their faces that they were just as stunned as I was at what had happened on stage. “I knew it would work. Didn’t I tell you it was a good idea?” They laughed. “You told us, mate. So, what’d she say over there?” Matt responded. “Not much, but I did get her number.” James high fived me, and they all snickered over how I had scored. I’m sure they thought it was very humorous, not that I cared. All that mattered was that I could see her again, and I would make sure of that.

I planned on calling her in a couple days, not too soon; I didn’t want to look desperate. She could never know I hadn’t ever gotten over her. I had to be the cool, composed rock star, at least at first.

*Lillia’s POV*

As we walked out of the bar, Vi began her questioning.

“So, tell me: Why the hell did you go up in stage?”

“Because I wanted him to know that I knew it was about me, and I wanted to thank him.”

“What was about you?”

“The song. Arabella. A few of the others too.”

“How did you know?”

“I could tell. They sounded like stuff about us.”

“But how could you even be sure? Especially Arabella, that’s such a random name. It’s probably just a filler; your name isn’t even Arabella.”

“My middle name is.”

“What?! How did I not know that?!”

“Yeah. Plus I owned or was obsessed with everything he sang about.”

“You’re joking! No way.”

“Yes way. Of course. Why else would I go up there? I wouldn’t if I wasn’t sure.”

“Yeah, I mean I guess. So what’d you say to him?”

“I told him thank you, and that I loved him.”

“You told him you loved him?! Lillia that’s crazy!”

“I know. I don’t know why I said it, but he said it back.”

“That’s truly amazing. So… how was the kiss?”

I couldn’t stop thinking about that part, honestly. I missed his lips already. The soft feel of each crevice, the taste of his tongue. I missed him. I wondered if he would call or if he would just forget about it; I’m sure some groupie would replace my face in his mind as soon as they got on the bus. The bus. I forgot about that. Were they on tour? No, but would they be soon? I guess I’d find out.

*Alex’s POV*

I pulled my phone out as soon as we got in the bus and entered her number into my phone. I couldn’t wait to know her again. She was so beautiful, just the way she was back then. I wondered if she was different. I shook my head at being so stupid. Of course she would be different, but she would be wonderful. I had never seen such perfection before. I remembered all the pointless relationships and searching I had done for someone like her. I had failed every time. Nobody could replace her, who she was. She hadn’t known what she was saying when she said she loved me. She didn’t love me yet, but I didn’t care. I knew I loved her, and it didn’t matter if she didn’t love me. That changed nothing. One day she might love me, and that hope was enough. I fell asleep on the bus thinking of her and that kiss.