Things are cooling down at the Mardy Caffe. The sun begun to go down, meaning her shift is over. As she went to the huge glass door to flip the "OPEN" sign to the other side that said "CLOSED",her phone starts ringing. She looks at the bright screen, smiling a little and picks up the call. It was her friend that was planning on yet another "adventure" as she calls it. While her friend, Bree McDow, was bragging about how fun it will be, she was cleaning everything behind the bar. She listens carefully to her friend's remarks about the place she wants to go, trying to figure out how cool that place must be in Bree's head. The begging continued for at least half an hour. The brunette was already finished with the cleaning part and she was then locking her workplace.
"Do I really have to come?" she says, trying to shut Bree's mouth that had been talking for the whole time. A question to which the woman on the other side of the call replies "Of course you do. I'm your only friend, remember?". They both went silent. It was true, she was her only friend and pretty much the only person she could trust. She wanted to say no, but she heard Bree trying to speak again so she only let out a sight. "Come on, Arabella. It's been almost eight months since that jerk broke up with you. Don't you miss having fun while clubbing with me and flirting with random handsome guys?". She couldn't help but laugh. "You said we are going to a bar, not a club. You know there's a big difference between the two" she says, trying to convince Bree not to go. Of course, she couldn't. Bree's stubbornness is as big as ocean's level. You just can not make her change her mind or to make her let you do what you want if she wants you to do something with her. After all, she was right. Ever since the break up with her ex-boyfriend, Arabella only hung out at her place when Bree would be coming over. She once was the social butterfly that everyone was talking to. Never missing a night out, flirting with a whole lot of guys, dancing to every song that came on, smiling at everyone and trying to hide her dark side. It was working, she was feeling much better. When she met her ex, she thought that he was the reason she is happy. She was so much into him and thought it was the same for him too. But it all ended up when she found out she was cheating on her for almost half of their relationship and he wanted nothing more than just be with the girl everyone had an eye on.
"It is a bar. You know that I don't like clubs either. Come ooon, pleasee!" She gave up when she heard Bree whining like a little child she is. In the end, Arabella accepted her friend's offer and decided she will go with her. No words could describe the happiness Bree expressed over the phone. After she hung up, she went home and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Maybe it wasn't so bad to have fun again.
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"Bloody hell, you're such a lady. We're only going to a bar, Miles! It's not like you are going to meet the love of your life" a strong voice could be heard from the kitchen. The only one that wasn't ready was, of course, Miles Kane. He was always the last one to be ready, but this time it was early. Which was weird for him to see that the sun wasn't even down and Matthew already starting making jokes. "Oh shut up. The sun didn't even set and you already want to go to grab drinks. You have beers in the fridge, idiot", he fought back.
"We are going to walk there, Kane. Of course, he is mad that you are taking so long." said the last man out of the three, looking out the huge window that caught the perfect view of a wonderful colorful sunset. "What do you mean we are going to walk there?!" Kane exclaimed, looking over at him as if he committed a crime. It was almost a forty-five-minute walk to the place they wanted to go to since Kane lived on the other side of the center of the city. He had a car but they all knew they shouldn't take it since they are all going to drink for sure and no one wants a 200 dollars ticket for driving while drunk. Plus, they didn't really want to die. "Do you want to die while you drive back with almost an alcohol intoxication? I don't even think you are going to be able find your own car" Matt laughs as he looks over to Alex who was just taking a cigarette out of his now empty pack. Kane started mumbling something for himself that no one else could understand. Until he was finally ready, Matt went over to sit in front of Alex drinking a cold beer. He looked at his slicked-back hair and said: "So are you going to look for someone new tonight or are you going back to your own committed self?".
Alex grinned while inhaling the smoke that came out of the cigarette he just lighted. He started smoking when he was seventeen and he always says that it's one of the worst habits he has, but he never actually tries to change that. Everyone knows that Alex cannot put his eye on a lady for more than a week. He always says that they are not his type, or that he doesn't like this or that. It's been almost two years since he last been in a relationship that actually lasted a long time. But he was left for someone else, just as every other heart-breaking love story ends. He tells everyone that he moved on, and maybe he did, but his trust issues never actually left him after that episode. "Aren't we ~going out with the lads as we used to?~" he quotes Matt's saying from earlier, moving his eyes to him so he can analyze his face. "I mean, yeah, but you're the one to always flirt when we go out ~with the lads~, right? I mean, you're Alex Turner, am I right?"
"I don't know where you want to take that" Alex smiles, knowing exactly what point he was trying to make. Right before Matt could say something, Miles finally got ready and they had to leave. Alex got his black leather jacket, checked his pockets to see if he is missing something and then they left. They are making jokes about their other friends that could not go with them and about their college memories when they were hanging out to the place they were going to now. It's only been four years but it feels like everything happened ten years ago.
In about forty minutes they arrived at the bar and as they expected, a lot of people were already there. Most of them were outside smoking and chatting, while inside there were also a lot of people who were dancing. It was unexpected for people to start dancing while they were still sober. The three men found a table where they could sit and made themselves comfortable cause they were going to spend a lot of time in there. "I see that Kanes already spotted some fit birds, am I right?" Matt already went off joking about Miles looking around, cause he always does that. He is looking at every person he can see in a crowded place in hopes of finding someone he could go home with.
Time passed by when they found themselves starting a conversation over to the bar with a group of girls that were enjoying their drinks. There were four of them. Two blondes that were looking like two young models, a brunette that was looking around her as if she just woke up there and didn't know why she was there and a ginger girl that was really chatty and clearly a try-hard. None really caught Alex's eye, but he liked the energy the ginger girl had so he kept on making conversation with her. His sunglasses were now hung on the collar of his kind of loose shirt. It was his thing to wear sunglasses absolutely everywhere he was going to, no matter what hour. When he was about to order another drink, two women passed by. He suddenly became interested in one of them. Long black hair, falling messily on her back, wearing an oversized black denim jacket with black shorts and knee socks. He couldn't really see what shirt she was wearing but she surely reminded him of someone he swore he would spend the rest of his life with. He kept glancing at her for a long time, studying her movements and everyone who approached her. She seemed to talk to everyone, giving everyone different looks and glances.
"OH, so you actually placed your eyes on someone for once, huh?" the ginger girl that he didn't even know the name said. She already noticed that he wasn't into her so why not just keep on talking to him as acquaintances. Matt overheard what she said and in a second, his eyes were already all over Alex. He smirked for himself and pushed him with his elbows asking "What are you waiting for, Turner?" And he didn't have an answer for that. He didn't really know how to approach her, she didn't look like someone that would easily fall for the same old tricks. When she got up and walked over to the door with a pack of cigarettes all by herself, that's when he knew he had to go and smoke. "I guess smoking isn't too bad, isn't it?" He tells the boys and leaves, being right by her back.
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Hello!! Here I am posting a weird ass story fan-fiction about the brilliant, wonderful, talented Alex Turner. I guess I've been crushing over him for too long so it was about time I give up and write something. Please, please, please dont mind my English! I know there are some grammatically incorrect things I wrote, and I am seriously sorry about them! I will re-read the whole thing once is done and correct everything, I promise! I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it!
Have a wonderful day/ night! <3
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