one shots ¦ alex turner [FINISHED]

Wonderwall

—early sias Alex.

Alex and Kat had been dating for three months, and their feelings for each other hadn't stop growing since the first embrace that they shared.

Although they were both very young, only seventeen, Alex knew that they were going somewhere and that he wasn't gonna be able to hide his true feelings for Kat any longer. Neither did Kat.

It was a Friday morning, and Alex decided to wait for Kat after school. He leaned in his car and lit a cigarette waiting for his girlfriend to come out.

A few minutes later, she came out. She was wearing a Strokes shirt and black baggy jeans, and Alex couldn't help but smile. He threw the cigarrette to the ground and step on it.

"She's beautiful".

"Hey, Alex." Kate approached him and pecked his lips.

"Hey, darling. Do you want me to take you home?". He grabbed her waist and put her closer.

"Turner, you're feral today". She grinned and laughed".

"I didn't mean that. Well, yeah, I actually did, but you know what I was trying to say".

"I know, babe. Actually, my dad's waiting for me over there". Alex turned back and saw a fifty year old man staring directly at him pulling a face.

"Oh, that's okay." He let her go and Kat kissed his cheek and started walking towards her father. "Kat!"

"Yeah?" She shouted and turned back, starting walking backwards.

"Wanna hang out later? Pick you up at seven?"

"Yeah, cool! See ya!". She gave him a thumbs up and continued walking.

Alex got into his car and looked at himself in the mirror.

"Fuck. I'm gonna do this. She's gonna dump me". He said and buried his head in the steering wheel.

...

Alex knocked Kat's door and waited for her to come out. He was wearing his white Stone Roses shirt, black skinny jeans and a pair of black and white Adidas. Besides, he was carrying his guitar in his back, and his hair fell in his face just as Kat liked.

Fuck. I'm sweating. Why the fuck am I so nervous? They're only three words. It isn't that important anyway. I mean, what if she doesn't feel the same as I do? She's surely going to freak out and leave me. Fuck Turner, stop overthinking"

Finally, someone came out of the house. It was Kat's dad.

"Turner". He examinated his son-in-law and Alex gulped.

"Hi, sir. Is Kat ready?"

"She's finishing her make-up. Listen to me, son. My daughter likes you, I don't though. I don't like your pretentious musician personality nor your stupid haircut, so don't hurt her or you'll be in trouble. Got it?