You're so dark (an Alex Turner fanfic)

Illuminations on a rainy night

The rain went on for quite a while, just like someone made all it's angels cry. Like she made all those angels cry, Alex thought .

 They stood silent, Alex too afraid he could say something wrong that could make her get mad at him and he was actually quite glad about the silence.

 She hated useless words, in her eyes words were only used properly and usefull if they meant something, if they had a purpos and not only used for some smalltalk that she allways wanted to vomit on. She allways hated this routine that some people concidered as polite or necissay and people did not only tell her once that she would not make friends with her attitute. That she should not expect everyone to be little Shakespear, but that was never her point. SHe just did not want to waste her words at people who don't deserve them. Her ex did not deserve one syllable of hers and as soon as she realised that and that he was also not worth her time of many different reasons she told him he could fuck himself and left him.

 Unfortunately he found her again at the Bar she was working in this night to get out his fustration and she knew that if Alexander would not have been there by coincidence and if he had turned his back she would probably not just get away with a bruise on her cheek that would  heal pretty soon.

As the rain went on and it seemed that they would have to stay there for a little longer she sat down on the windowsill of the shopwindow, leaning her back against it and closed her eyes for a moment. she was not keen on staying there for longer because she was exhausted and tired and only wanted to reach her small flat, where no one would bother her, maybe put in some old vinyl from her dad and finally find sleep.

 But she was not really keen on walking home in the rain, it would be probably quite a walk because she would not take a taxi, she never took a taxi,if she did old memories would come back that she managed to nearly shut out by now, so she would rather walk through the dark streets.

Alex could hear her lighter again and looked at her, her eyes closed and her head leaning against the cold glass as she exhaled the smoke. "You can sit down  Alexander, I won't bite you. Seems like we would have to stay here for a little longer." she said and he noded and sat down as well next to her on the rather small shelf.

 He also got out one cigarett but could not find his lighter, he remembered that it was empty and that he had thrown it away but forgot to buy a new one.

 He cleared his throat and she immediately turner her face to him, the glowing cigarett between her lips "May I use your lighter?" he asked, looking into her eyes but instead of giving him her lighter she just brought her face up to one level with his, the cigarett still between her lips and he understood. He also leaned closer until his cigarett touched hers and he took a deep breath to light it. In those few moments he glanced at her. Her lips where beautifully shaped and she was probably wearing a dark red lipstick as he guessed. Now he could also see that she had a small, open septum that fitted well to the shape of her nose and her cheekbones. Her hair was long and framed her face in wet curls, just like his hair did. He noticed how stupid his hair must looked and tried to save it by sliding it back with his free hand as soon as his cigarett also glimmed.

 He took some  puffs and inhaled the smoke deep into his lungs, relaxing a little with each one.

 She got a little away again, restoring the small distance between them.

They just sat there in silence and smoked. Even though she did not talk he enjoyed her company. She had someting that made him stay calm, that stopped the fireworks in his head and he actually felt like he could breathe in her presence. He could not tell about what he was thinking when sitting there, if he though about anything. His mind felt like a slowely flowing river. And for a moment he even forgot about Matt.