When you realize everything you thought you knew about yourself isn't really true. (The Strokes fiction) Featuring Julian Casablancas, Albert Hammond Jr., Nikolai Fraiture, Fabrizio Moretti and Nick Valensi.

When Fab, Albert and Nikolai were looking for a fourth roommate, they didn't expect for her to be a girl. Much less a girl that was currently friends with benefits with Nick and Julian's crush.

Reese wasn't afraid of anything. Until she met him.

A young woman is having a very hard time lately, and she tries to hide it from everyone, but she can't hide it from him. Her sweet, musician boyfriend knows that she's hurting, so he tries to find a way that might help. ~Part two has been posted! Story completed.

Quinn Augustine and Alex Turner had a relationship like the petals of a flower; beautiful together, but delicate. After life hit the two hard, the petals to their flower tore apart, quickly and painfully. Five years later apart and alone, the two stumble upon each other in the unlikeliest of ways. And all that can be heard is mad sounds.

Viola, Nick O'malleys suicidal sister joins Arctic Monkeys on tour

Elle doesn't have the energy to do anything anymore, but when she decides to move on from her split with Alex nine months ago their paths meet again. Could this be the start of something new?

Inspirations behind some certain songs from a certain album. You can't fool us, Mr. Turner. Preferably imagine these short summaries being narrated by the singer himself; ideally while holding a cigarette, most definitely intoxicated and on one of his nonsensical rambles. *if some of it may seem bizarre or just not making sense to you at all, then I have succeeded in creating how I would imagine Mr Turner telling one of his stories whilst being completely soused! I assure you these will be intentional* I do not own AM or anything to do with it, this is merely a fanfiction. Enjoy!

I'm on the train again. I have no idea where I'm going and I'm afraid to find out. The situation I'm in is not worth talking about. I feel so lost. When I saw him, I felt something inside me changing. His messed, gelled quiff, his big soulful eyes, his thick accent, his hands, his way of describing things. What is going on?