Well, We're Not Alone Now - Book One - Alex Turner

Will You Fall With Me When I Trip?

- Will You Fall With Me When I Trip? -

"Yours is the only ocean that I want to swing from

Yours is the only ocean that I want to hang on"

-2nd January 2012-

I awoke on my front, face towards my door, an unfamiliar scent tickled my nose, spice, smoke and just pure him. I slowly turned my head to see an empty space next to me. I reached over with my hand and tested the temperature of the sheets. The warmth from his body still clung to them like his smell. I rolled over and flopped my arm over my eyes, shielding them from the light.

After the fireworks had finished and no amount of hugging could stop us from freezing, I had suggested that we head back to mine. Now Alex had made it obvious that he knew how I felt, that I wanted us to take our time, I felt safer, less worried about what he might expect. We took the tube back, even though Alex wanted to get a cab, I refused, the streets were going to be so busy, it was sure to take hours. Somewhere along the journey back on the tube, I fell asleep, only to be awoken by Alex, his hands soft on my face. After we had shut the house door behind us, I had gone into the kitchen and prepared another hot drink for us and then headed up to bed, followed by Alex. When we had gone into my room, Alex had gone straight to my wardrobe and fetched the pajama trousers out with such familiarity that I run over and hugged him from behind. After that we had changed and got into bed, sipping our drinks and chatting about mundane things, like how I needed to go shopping tomorrow. When we had finished, we had simply put our drinks aside, snuggled up together and fallen asleep. It seemed coffee had no effect on Alex whatsoever, as he was asleep before I knew it.

Now I lay, trying to hold on to the stray wisps of sleep as they slipped away in the daylight. Alex had told me last night that on Monday, he and the band were heading off to Australia, to do a few gigs there, they all started on Alex's birthday no less. He said he didn't mind, he quite enjoyed doing a show on his birthday. A hollow feeling in my belly had made the smile fall off my face. I didn't want him to go. Ever.

There was a soft click, and my door inched open.

"I'm awake." I said, my arm still over my face, I could just about peek out from underneath it.

"Good mornin' Darlin'"

"Humph" Was my only reply, as I rolled over, hiding my face in my pillows. I didn't want the day to begin. I had stuff to do, places to be, people to see. Bugger.

"Made you some tea. You said you like one sugar right?"

I rolled back over and eyed Alex where he stood, looking gorgeous in his back t-shirt and pajama bottoms.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

I pulled myself up to rest my back on the headboard of my bed, "Thanks". I smiled at him.

He smiled back and sat down on the side of the bed, putting my cup of tea on the bedside table. Standing up again, he walked over to my curtains and pulled them back, revealing a glorious blue sky. I squinted in the light, my eyes stung, so I shut them

"Jesus Alex, you could at least have warned me." I said, keeping my eyes closed.

I felt the bed dip by my feet and then up beside me.

"I could 'ave warned you, but where would the fun be in that?"

I shook my head in what I hoped was his direction, "Well, I'm blaming you if I go blind.

I cracked my eyes open to see him grinning at me, his mug cradled in his hands. I glanced at his hair I saw it was in complete disarray, sticking up all over the place and falling just into his eyes. I flashed a pointed look at the cup of whatever he was drinking.