[SEQUEL TO AVIATION] If there's one thing that Miles and Alex have learned it's that life doesn't always go according to plan. With a tour on the horizon and the looming threat of violence will they be able to weather the storm together? Or will their descent into the underworld tear them apart?

Graham's name tastes like temporary, strawberry milkshakes and lime chewing gum and a vinyl player borrowed and never returned. Damon is all too familiar with pretty boys and porcelain skin, and green bruises under neon lights. Jamie plays video games like painkillers and lives vicariously through people in A&E. !!TRIGGER WARNINGS!! -drug use -alcohol use -homophobic language (this is teenage boys in the eighties dont expect it to be all happy n shit) -ANGST -self harm (graphic with a tw at the start of the chapter) !!also!! this wont be completed for a long time but im updating quite often and if i dont update for ages please come and kick me in the shins or drop me a message or something if anyone even follows me anymore wow its been a long time since i was active here

***This is a Julian Casablancas/ Alex Turner fic*** "You're bleeding, you know." The kid said in a raspy voice, and took a drag from his cigarette. He had a thick accent; northern British. "Huh?" Julian asked, snapping out of his thought. "Your lip." He said, gesturing to it. "It's busted."

Britpop high school au, loosely based off Skins, much better than it looks from this description, i promise ;)

The year is 1965. A wonderful year for music, television, and culture. Aaron Bateman, a 17 year old boy who wears denim jackets and loves Rock 'N Roll, has complicated feelings about his best friend, Casey Schmidt. He knows the way he feels is illegal, reckless, and a sin. But he just can't help getting lost in those mismatched eyes...