as billie forms an undeniable bond with a girl, she learns that she is hiding a heartbreaking secret. now, they must navigate joy, fear, and the fragility of time.

Two musicians meet under the lights of Coachella, what begins as a spark soon becomes a wildfire neither of them can contain. A connection that's instant, but timing, miscommunication, and old wounds threaten to tear them apart before they even begin. From late night confessions and messy heartbreak to handwritten letters, secret songs, and reunions. This is a story of falling apart and choosing love anyway, about it means to stay-not just with someone else, but with yourself. Started 4/20/25 Finished-

"I hate those words," "But why?" "Because I've never loved anyone the way I love you..." - Will have smut, drugs and alcohol, abuse, and assault warnings. Includes foul language and suggestive behavior. - Started: 07/12/2024 Finished: 08/24/2024

I was about to get out of my car, but a loud noise at my window made me jump. I saw two hands pressed against the glass. What the fuck? The person took off their glasses and raised slightly their hat. Is that.... Billie Eilish? ☆ well hello, I'm cringing rn but this is my first story, I hope you like it cause I do hey wattpad's being a b!tch so I apologize if you see the chapters in a crazy order

M̶u̶r̶p̶h̶y̶'s̶ L̶a̶w̶:̶ a̶n̶y̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ c̶a̶n̶ g̶o̶ w̶r̶o̶n̶g̶ w̶i̶l̶l̶ g̶o̶ w̶r̶o̶n̶g̶ Murphy's Law: anything that can happen will happen Murphy McIntyre (@murphymack) is an influencer who came up in the golden era of YouTube. Somehow, she's maintained and even grown her following as social media has changed over the years. When her grandmother dies, the only relative she has left and the woman who raised her, Murphy disappears from social media for months. Upon her return, she's suddenly thrown into a room with Billie Eilish, a world-famous musician and one of the hottest women Murphy's ever laid eyes on. To her surprise, Billie shows interest back, and they quickly spark up a friends-with-benefits situation. But with Murphy still grieving, real feelings developing, and the scrutinizing media... what started as a fun fling has turned into so much more.

*Mature and Explicit Content* "If it feels so right, how can it be wrong?" ---------- I watch as Harrys breathing shallows, his eyes glazing over as his brows furrow "You really want that?" I nod without missing a beat, assuring him "I really do, is that okay with you?" "Fuck Joey, how wouldn't it be okay with me? There's no way I could possibly say no to that, I just can't believe that's what you want" he strains out, the worry in his face being washed over with a drunk look in his eyes. I hold my breath, pulling myself up to look down at him, trailing my eyes down his bare torso and back to his face as I feel excitement I've never felt before jolt through me "Well I do, so show me Harry, show me what feels good for you" ---------- Book Started : DEC 2018 - ONGOING

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*