a student. a teacher. you'd either expect a kinky love story which had no value or a relationship with no more than an ask of academic help. unfortunately that wasn't an option for anxiety ridden kimberly browne and words of velvet alex turner. trigger warning: this story contains content related to dealing with anorexia and anxiety note:// I wrote this some time ago, so if you cringe, that's alright, I do too, but it's my most well known novel on here. I wrote this while I was still learning about eating disorders, so I hope I don't offend anyone who suffers. Thank you for reading. //

Set in the late 90's/early 2000's written from various points of views. Alex Turner, Matt Helders, Jamie Cook and Andy Nicholson are in their last year at Stocksbridge High school in High Green Sheffield. Deciding to form a makeshift band called Arctic Monkeys full of self taught musicians so they can cover songs for their friends, they find that together they make a pretty good band and with Alex's songwriting, Matt's charm, Jamie's humour and Andy's bass they wonder if they can become more than just a group of friends with guitars? Taxi ranks, totalitarian bouncers, disappointing evening entertainment, robots from 1984, cigarette smokers and riot vans feature heavily.

"I'd be Elvis," he answered quickly, exhaling his smoke to the cloud-polluted skies, ending off with a dashing grin that would forever be ebbed into my mind. "Definitely not Elvis!" I objected and he chuckled, "because, y'know, you don't swing your hips like he does." "You haven't seen me," Alex smirked with a titled head and handed the Dunhill back to me. He walked off and left me with a goofy smile that I wasn't going to get rid of until I planted it against his breathtaking face.

"I wanna be yours and yours only, Alex."

⟨ 𝙎𝙃𝙀'𝙎 𝘼 𝘾𝙀𝙍𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙄𝙀𝘿 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝘿𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍 ⟩ THIS STORY CONTAINS: mature content, it's signaled with (•) in the title.

Quinn Greene never fit in, not like usual University student. Looking to get away from her haunting romantic past, she moves to a different school and finds the exact opposite of what she's looking for: a hot English professor that just so happens to find her intriguing, and intense sexual tension she never asked for. It's immoral. Impulsive. Wrong. But Dr. Turner holds dark secrets of his own, and as Quinn's life begins to unravel, she finds that everything in her life is just a little more twisted than she could begin to imagine. IMPORTANT: - This gets pretty hot, so just warning ya it gets sexual, grab a glass o water you'll need it - This is a newer finished version of the other, which means if you've read the original, you'll need to restart this to understand what's going on. - NSFW *** So yep! Just like I did with I Wanna Be Yours, I thought this needed a little re-do. So I made a lot of changes, including: - Actually finishing it - Subplots - A LOT MORE SEXUAL TENSION - Dynamic side characters - Grammar - Foreshadowing - HEAVILY E X P L I C I T SCENES Thanks for reading!

Did Alex made the right decision when he fell in love with his girlfriend's sister? Disclaimer: Not all of the dates are accurate.

"You're drunk. You're always drunk. You can't keep coming here." "I didn't know where else to go."

It's been seven years since Emilia Davenport's best friend left Sheffield to start a music career, and she's spent every second of that time trying to forget that he ever existed. It's been seven years since Alex Tuner took off from his home town to try and make it in the music industry, but now that he has, he wants nothing more than to go back home. And when their two lives meet again, they realize that maybe growing up wasn't as great as they'd always dreamed, and maybe everything they ever needed had always been right there in front of them...

Alex Turner is bored with his life. The drunken nights and nameless girls have become routine in his high-speed lifestyle. But everything changes when he meets Indiana Hunt, an erratic college student who isn't afraid to say what she thinks. And when their two chaotic worlds collide, the results are catastrophic. • "We're both disasters," he said to me. "You and I, one big fucking mess." •