Okaaay, so here we go!^^

I know that this weekend I should have been updating Royal Affairs, but I've gotten nowhere near to writing the chapter I wanted to, so instead, as an apology for my advanced tardiness (3 weeks in Japan, sayonara~!), I've decided to share with you guys what I've been writing in parallel with Royal Affairs.

Right now it's just the prologue and the story will follow up on the scenes of the MV of Wildest dreams by Aarcher where (I hope) a series of angst and comedy moments will make you want to stick with us until the end :") There will be certain lines in Spanish which will be translated in notes ^^/ (but in the prologue, no Spanish xD)

As you can guess from the story's title, the muse (besides Malec, ofc) is Taylor Swift's song Wildest Dreams of which I've taken the liberty to adjust the lyrics to match the story. I've did some research on the sound of singer!Alec that I wanted and I've narrowed it down to 3 favorites: Andrew Adkins | Brandon Skeie | Travis Atreo but Andrew's male cover on Wildest Dreams is the one that's mainly based on Alec's voice in this fic (also, some of his adjusted lyrics appear in the prologue too). I recommend to check out these guys cause their voices are awesome :)

The story is also being beta-ed by Fatima (you can check her on tumblr fasdream) which I met with the help of shadowhuntersbetas from tumblr ^^; HUGE thanks to all of them and to Fatima as well, I really like how the story has written out so far :")

In any case, I hope the prologue sparks an interest for this story and when I'll be back, I'll update both stories :"3 (although RA is my top priority in terms of updating/writing ;) )


Prologue

He couldn't sleep, the sound of loneliness in his apartment deafening him. He tossed in the big double bed and with a groan, he glared at the right side. Empty – just like his unfulfilled love life. It wasn't often that he was feeling the hole in his romantic life, but when he did, it was like all of the dark emotions threatened to choke out the life of him. And tonight, he felt like he could drown in that sea full of feelings he didn't know what to do with them.

Alec knew that this was only his decision. He had agreed to live a life where no romantic partner should be present and all of the sake of keeping a pretense that he was straight. With a sigh, he kicked off the sheets and stood on his ass in the middle of the bed, wondering for the umpteenth time if he would ever fill the emptiness in his heart and life. Hating that he was pitying himself, Alec decided that he'd better write down some lyrics for Aarcher and maybe chuck away some of these feelings.

He got out of bed and went to his desk facing the open windows through which a warm city breezed gently. San Francisco was warm as always, but tonight was quiet and maybe Alec could make use of it. He took out some paper and he let his mind wander and his heart poured out on the paper. He always preferred to write his own lyrics with a real pen, the feeling he got from seeing the words forming on paper was more gratifying than typing them out on a computer.

Thinking of his current situation, Alec thought of someone who could show him love, passion and most of all, freedom. In his mind, the man was tall and had a dazzling smile, so when he extended his hand towards Alec, the singer didn't hesitate in taking it. In reality, he set his pen to the paper and the words came flowing, like they have been sitting in his mind and they have been just ready to get out –

He said let's get out of this town

Drive out of the city

Away from the crowds

The tight hold on his hand reassured him that they were good together, that nothing mattered and no one could come between them. And that's what Alec needed, that was what his heart craved for – someone to be there, someone to hold him tight and tell him everything was going to be alright. Someone to be next to him, in the middle of the night when loneliness threatened to swallow him up.

I thought heaven can't help me now

Nothing lasts forever

But this is gonna take me down

But Alec knew that life wasn't going to be all honey and handsome guys coming to his rescue. So his lyrics had to show this, to give hope but keep his heart in front of the reality. But his dreams were his and there, he could meet his mysterious man and live their romance, far away from everyone's prying eyes. They could love one another without restrictions.

He's so tall, and handsome as hell

He's so bad but he does it so well

I can see the end as it begins my one condition is

Alec smiled at his handwriting, thinking that this was going to be an insane song if he got it out, especially with the he mentions. It would send everyone in a frenzy and despite his self-enforced secrecy about his sexual orientation, he would love to watch it unfold. As long as his lover – despite how imaginary it was right now – would be by his side, holding his hand and whispering sweet nothings to him. The ache in his heart intensified when the dark thought that he'll never be able to be with someone as he truly wanted and with a sad smile, he wrote more verses to his song –

Say you'll remember me

Kissing on your bare chest, holding you, babe

Full lips and rosy cheeks

Say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams ah-ha ohh

Wildest dreams ah-ha ohh

He paused and closed his eyes, feeling the longing in his body, the need of another tugging at his heart, leaving him yearning for more. He twisted slightly on his chair and glanced at the large bed behind, the knowledge that he wasn't sharing it with anyone weighing on him. His mind wandered to what would it be if a man was there, if the man of his wildest dreams lounged there languidly, waiting for him to come back to bed after finishing writing the lyrics to the new hit on the music charts. Alec saw himself getting up and going to his lover, pushing him down to the mattress and smiling at him devilishly, promising unforgettable moments. He'd hear him laugh and they'd soon be kissing –

I said no one has to know what we do

His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room

And his voice is a familiar sound, nothing lasts forever

But this is getting good now

Alec shook himself out of his fantasy and looked down at the paper, registering the words that he had written while dreaming of a man he couldn't have. Furious with himself and his unfulfilled desires, he started scribbling right way, images of him with an unknown man tumbling through the sheets, laughter and dirty words he'd never share with another one, heartache and happiness he'd never feel cause he won't be able to live his life as he wanted…

Against the wall, sexy as hell

You're so bad, but you're doing it so well

And when we've had our very last kiss, my last request it is –

Say you'll remember me,

Standing on your balcony, kissing you, babe

Ruffled hair and lit cigarettes, say you'll see me again

Even if it's just in your wildest dreams, ah-ha ohh

Wildest dreams, ah-ha ohh

You see me in hindsight

Tangled up with you all night

Burning it down

Someday when you leave me

I bet these memories

Follow you around

The sound of pen being tossed aside and rolling off the desk echoed in the empty room, making Alec realize just once more how sad his personal life was. He pushed his hands through his hair and took a few deep breaths, ignoring his beating heart which was telling him to give up on the silly confinement of his sexuality. But his heart was stupid and he couldn't allow another tear up in his family; one was enough.

Alec stared at the words spread across the paper, at his messy handwriting and at the emotions that seemed to transpire through those lyrics. He picked it up and smiled bitterly. At least, he could write songs that would have everyone sigh and hope for a day-dreaming romance – like the one he could never have.

Feeling drained and tired, he got up and crawled back into his empty and cold bed, turning the lights off, just like he did with the hope in his heart.