{1 WEEK AFTER}
It was one week since Alex had left and you were doing better, not massively, but still okay. You were sat in the coffee shop, drinking a hot chocolate. Your Iphone is on the table, and you're staring at it, expecting a call off Alex. He hadn't called you since he'd left and he'd texted you saying he'd call you this afternoon. You notice a tall, handsome man walking over to your table.
He sits down opposite you without your permission.
"Um, hi?" you say, looking up at him. He has a jawline that could cut glass.
"Hi," he says, his voice dark and dreamy, "so what are you doing here all by yourself?" he says, propping his head up with his hand.
"I'm waiting for a call, actually," you say, looking back down at your phone and frowning.
"Ah, a call. Who from?" he says, his eyes glistening.
"My boyfriend," you announce, which makes the man sit up properly.
"Oh..what's this guys name?" he says.
"Is this really any of your business?" you say sourly. He smirks.
"Nope," he says, still smirking.
"His name is Alex, he's touring with his band right now," you say proudly.
"Alex, eh? I might know him, I like bands." You roll your eyes.
"Alex Turner, from Arctic Monkeys" you say, sipping hot chocolate. The mans eyes widen.
"Oh my god, seriously? I love them," he exclaims, all his cockiness fading.
"Yep, they're amazing," you say. He nods furiously.
"Tell them Adam says hi, when you see em' again," he says, grinning. You sigh.
"If I do see them again," you mumble quietly, not loud enough for him to hear. Suddenly your phone starts ringing. It was Alex! You were so exited to hear his voice. The man notices and smiles, he waves at you and then stands up to go back to his own table.
"Hello?" you say down the phone.
"Oh my god, baby, I have so much to tell you" you hear a wonderful Sheffield accent say down the phone.
