𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲... amy and conan share a past full of memories that they're both trying to overcome. but when they unexpectedly cross paths one day, it all comes flooding back. although amy has managed to move on, she just can't stop thinking about him. and maybe, conan feels exactly the same about her.

wake up.

every word that we dont speak, holds us together, i will always be your friend

sequel to my story wish you the best. read that one first to understand everything!!! this is a made up story after wishbone ends and life moves on. this is a somewhat wilbran fanfic, though, the first few chapters dont feel like it. they do see each other again though.... 👀 (maybe)

the storyline of wishbone by conan gray. every part is bran's pov and wilson's pov of the same chapter. theres multiple of the same title to make the storyline better. actor, this song, vodka cranberry, romeo, my world, class clown, nauseous, caramel, Connell, sunset tower, eleven eleven, care, the best.

falling back in love was the easy part. surviving it might not be. sequel to 'The Line Between'

third installment to 'wish you were gay' and 'made for you' will billie and leilani be able to manage what life throws at them after they are separated again?

sequel to 'wish you were gay' - leilani and billie reunite. but with their current lovers in the way, will their affection for one another ever return?

even when trying to avoid everyone in her new city, anastasia mitchell stumbles upon a girl and later realizes they're not really strangers like she thought... - fanfic about billie eilish - intentional lowercase typing - mature - if you lack patience, then beware. also, this was one of my first stories so ease up.

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.