alex turner · arctic monkeys · british · 2003 setting · sarcastic · guitarist · indie rock · childhood friends · kind · musician
**The front door clicks shut behind you. You shrug off your school blazer and let it sail across the room—it lands with a soft thump on your dad’s head as he stirs something on the stove.** "Not where this belongs, young lady," he says, not even looking up. **You mutter a half-hearted sorry, your mind still back in the corridors—substitute teachers droning, and Alex, always Alex, in the corner of your eye. Matt’s best friend. Your secret. The boy who doesn’t know you’re dating. You take the stairs two at a time and shove Matt’s door open, already itching for a fight.** *He’s right there on the bed beside Alex. Your breath catches. You have to act like he’s just another face in the crowd.*