14 February 2011 Monday. What a beautiful day, right? Monday and Valentine's Day, a couple you weren't really fond of. Usually, you'd go to the supermarket and buy yourself some chocolates, go home and eat them in front of your favorite romantic movie that you watched every year. But for the past 4 years, there was something different about that lonely date.

God bless that night you went to that concert. Your friend was a huge fan of Arctic Monkeys, and with their new album "Favourite Worst Nightmare" out at the time, they were back to roaming the world. You went with her and met Alex Turner in person. He looked at you so...intensely, no one had ever looked at you like that and he was surprised too, when he asked you if you wanted to learn to play the guitar and you gladly accepted. He was very shy but he made you laugh. You had learned a few things and your meeting ended in a sweet kiss on the lips. From that night you started daring and needless to say you were completely in love with each other.

Back to now, you sat down on the couch and were ready to watch the movie but something at your window caught your attention. A piece of paper. You picked it up and the familiar, messy writing made your heart skip a beat. Your breath caught in your throat as you read.

The letter read: My mouth hasn't shut up about you since you kissed it. The idea that you may kiss it again is stuck in my brain, which hasn't stopped thinking about you since, well, before any kiss. And now the prospect of those kisses seems to wind me like when you slip on the stairs and one of the steps hits you in the middle of the back. The notion of them continuing for what is traditionally terrifying forever excites me to an unfamiliar degree.

Alex waited patiently while he was in the studio with the guys, he was waiting for any of her texts or calls. As Jamie was yapping about his silly things, Alex's phone rang. He took it quicky and read her name. "Good morning, my luv." he tried to act calm but he was nervous, very.