We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙɪʟʟɪᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴏʀ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ, ɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱᴏʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀʏ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜʏᴘɴᴏᴛɪᴢɪɴɢ, ʜᴇʀ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ʜᴇʀ. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ 50 ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴀɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ɢᴏ ꜱᴏʀᴛᴀ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ. ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ, ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴅ. ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ. ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴘᴇ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ, ɪɴ ᴀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ, ɪᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ. ᴀ ʙɪʟʟɪᴇ ᴇɪʟɪꜱʜ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ. -ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴄᴀꜱᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ

"Stay," Harry whispers desperately, pressing his lips to Louis' temple like he can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but he can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard he tries he can't make Louis stay. - {not my story} COMPLETED

Model, Flora jensen didn't know what she was getting herself into when her manager told her that she had to be in a PR with singer, Billie eilish.

on the surface, sabrina carpenter is everything she's supposed to be: polished, perfect, straight. but when a single look from billie eilish makes something shift, the cracks in her carefully crafted image start to show. billie, who has always known exactly who she is, recognizes that look instantly. she knows what it means. and she's curious. the air between them is warm at first - just a flicker, a glance, a harmless pull. but heat rises. and once it starts, it's impossible to ignore.

Not my story - written by isthatyoularry on Ao3 Summary: It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. Disclaimer: None of this is real. Nothing in this is meant to imply anything, nor does this reflect my personal beliefs about anything or anyone. This is fiction.

-Always together? -Always. This is the story about two friends with a rare feeling in common. They're trying to figure out what is it. But they need each other to know... Mike Wheeler and Will Byers are really close since kindergarten, but they're getting even closer during this recent time. Why? Why now? Why them?

. 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭." - 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟎 . 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟔/𝟖/𝟐𝟎 . 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 𝟖/𝟑𝟏/𝟐𝟎 #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 (𝟔/𝟏𝟒/𝟐𝟎) #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 (𝟖/𝟏𝟖/𝟐𝟎) #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 (𝟏𝟐/𝟑𝟎/𝟐𝟎) #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐱 (𝟑/𝟐𝟎/𝟐𝟏) [𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝟐]

☆.｡.:*In which Mike just went looking to buy his girlfriend some flowers.... Oh well. ☆.｡.:*discontinued

☆.｡.:*In which Will and Mike were best friends, but that was many years ago. Now? They never speak, or even acknowledge each other's existence.When they're locked in school together, however, an old friendship and maybe some new feelings start to blossom... ☆.｡.:* includes mature themes . ©itsjustbyler 2019