Waiting (Alex Turner Fan Fiction)

Getting Ready

"6!" I smiled against his perfect lips.

"Perfect, I'll be there," he smiled kissing me again.

I smiled so much my face began to hurt and I hugged him. He made me so happy. I never imagined I'd find someone who made me so happy especially not Alex Turner! God, he was the man of my dreams! I've always wanted someone like him. Those big eyes made me melt, I hoped he loved mine just as much. I adored the way he dressed. Sometimes in a dreamy leather jacket with a t-shirt and jeans; others, in a fitted suit that defined that cute butt of his. His sunglasses were like his security blanket and I adored them on him. He was the perfect mix of cute and sexy. 

"I better get going, I'll see you later!" I said after handing him all my information. 

"Drive safe, darlin'" he said kissing me goodbye. 

I nodded and said goodbye to Nick, Jamie, and Matt before heading out the door. 

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When I arrived at home, I told my mom about meeting Alex and the band. I didn't dare tell her I spent the night with him. She'd just assume the worst. I mentioned him coming for dinner. Her and my dad discussed it and said it was fine. I hugged and kissed them then ran to my room to pick out an outfit.

It was about 1 now. I had plenty of time, but I worried I wouldn't look right. Brushing it off, I took a shower; showers made me calm and I had one whenever I was upset or stressed. 

When I got out it was 2, I'd always taken long showers. I wanted to call my best friend Jane and tell her about the night, but I didn't have time I couldn't risk running late! 

I quickly got out my blow dryer and dried my hair. I hated using it but this was important! It took about 30 minutes. Why did I have such long, thick hair?!

I picked out my outfit. A deep blue skirt that fit nicely above my hips. It fell to about my mid-thigh. I paired them with black thigh high socks. Short, but not too short. I paired it with a quarter sleeve black shirt. I hoped I looked nice, I wanted Alex to think so. I wanted him to find me beautiful so he wouldn't forget about me when he left. I wanted to linger in his thoughts so he'll know what I've felt ever since I first saw him. I wanted to be what he dreamt about; what he sang about. I wanted to be his everything. 

it was 4:30 by the time I'd gotten dressed. I started feeling pressure and came close to a panic attack. I'd had those since I was a kid. Never fun. 

As I applied my makeup, my phone buzzed. It was Alex! 

"See you later, beautiful xx" it read. 

I squealed and texted back "can't wait :)" 

I got up and started dancing around to Arctic Monkeys knowing that he'd be here soon. I still couldn't believe it. 

After my little dance party, I continued getting ready. I put on some eyeliner, of course, and mascara. I coated my lips with my red velvet lipstick. I thought I looked good, I could only hope Alex would think so too. 

At about 5 I had finished my makeup and headed out to the kitchen. My mom told me my dad was outside grilling up some hamburgers and hot dogs. Yum. 

"Hey mom, wheres Jack?" Jack was my annoying little brother. Hes 10 so hes entering that annoying tween phase everybody hates. 

"He's at a friends, he'll be back after dinner," she answered. 

Thank god! I went out and talked to my dad a bit. Before I knew it was 5:45 and I heard the doorbell ring.

Before I could spring to the door, my mother answered. 

"Hello, dear, can i help you?" she asked. 

Alex introduced himself and kissed her on the cheek. I made my way over and noticed my mom was blushing as she invited him in. I couldn't help but laugh a bit. 

"You're early!" I said smiling at him. He looked so handsome. He was in black jeans and a plain black shirt with his blue leather jacket. 

"I couldn't wait to see you," he said kissing me. I smiled against his lips and kissed him back. We pulled back a bit and looked into each others eyes smiling and continued kissing. God, he was so great at it. I just wanted to kiss him forever. His tongue felt so nice gliding along mine. I adored the way he held my face with one hand and pulled me closer with the other. I didn't want to stop kissing him. I wanted to be in his embrace for as long as I could. He made me feel so nice. 

"Dinners ready!" I heard my mom call out. Which was our sign to stop making out and to head  to dinner. 

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authors note:

I tried to make this longer, but I didn't want to make it too too long. Plus my fingers are getting tired and I've had a long day. I hope you enjoy it. Please vote/comment! Thank you!