Interigation

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"This room I want completely shabby chic" the woman said twisting her blonde hair. "I wonder why I chose Sheffield to start a buisness" she muttered. I nodded as I jotted it all down on my paper.

"I feel you" I whispered.

"I'm sorry to drag you up here, but it's all experience isn't it?" She laughed, her American accent echoing in the room. I smiled at the thought of Alex.

"Of course, I love travelling. The en suit-"

"Ah, yes of course. Still shabby chic, but homely not a show home" she smiled.

"Absolutely" I smiled writing it down.

~

I sat in my run down flat looking over the plans. I sighed, I opened up my laptop...no internet. I moaned aloud, how could I forget? As I shut the laptop there was a knock at the door, I looked at the door. I slowly opened the door, and it revealed...

"Dion!"

"Hello" I smiled. His hair was gelled back, with a strand hanging on his forehead. "Come in"

"Cheers love, good day?" He asked.

"Yeah, how was yours?" I asked leading him to my sofa.

"Pretty quiet to be honest, no crazy photographers chasin' me"

"That's good then I suppose" I smiled. "D'you want a drink?" I asked.

"No thanks, I'm alright" he smiled. "I want to get to know you, you inspire me"

"Integrate me Turner" I smirked.

"Alright ma'am. What's your name?"

"Dion Ricardo" I smiled.

"Alright Miss Ricardo, you from London?"

"I was born there, but I live in Kent"

"No you don't, you live 'ere" Alex laughed. "What's your job?"

"Well, I do interior and graphic design and architecture" I said.

"That's cool, I like that"

"Do you?" I laughed. He smiled as shock his head.

~

"We're so similar!" I giggled.

"You sure you're not my long lost twin or summin'?" Alex laughed m

"I'm sure, you're twenty eight aren't you?"

"Yeah, how old are you?"

"Twenty one" I replied sipping my hot chocolate.

"No way!" Alex laughed.

"Yes way" I smiled. It didn't seem real Alex Turner was in my flat, talking to me. He was talking to me, I blocked him out. I looked into his eyes, brown eyes. All these weird thoughts whirled around my head.

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