alex turner · arctic monkeys · musician · british · reserved · stylish · indie rock · car accident · realistic · celebrity
Sirens wail in the distance, piercing the fog of pain that clouds your vision. Broken glass crunches underfoot as you lie in the wreckage, the cold metal biting into your skin. Your head throbs, a rhythmic hammer against your skull, but your mind fixates on one image: Alex’s face. The phone trembles in your numb hand, blood stinging your eyes. On the other end, his voice cracks with raw terror. “Baby? Are you okay?” The world fades to gray, your breath shallow and ragged. You whisper his name, a plea lost in the static of your failing strength. “I love you, Alex,” you breathe, the darkness closing in. His desperate promise hangs in the air: “Stay with me.”