A story about leaving, returning, and everything you almost said. Wilson Webber never meant to come back to Laredo. Not after last summer, not after the postcards, and definitely not after the goodbye that wasn't really a goodbye. But now he's back, older, quieter, wearing Brando Copeland's old brown jacket like a dare. Brando's still the golden boy of their nowhere Texas town, baseball trophies, perfect girlfriend, and a heart full of secrets he's been pretending don't matter. Until Wilson shows up and everything he buried starts clawing its way out. Between late-night bonfires, crumbling friendships, mixtapes that say too much, and a summer that tastes like dust and maybe-love, the past refuses to stay gone. Because sometimes the hardest thing isn't leaving, it's coming home to the person you used to be.

16 year old, Wilson, visits Marfa, Texas, to live with his grandparents after a messy divorce with his dad and his mom. Mainly, Wilson was more then excited to see his best friend since childhood, Bran. But lately, to Wil, Bran has been more then just a "childhood best friend". Through the 6 1/2 hour drive to Marfa from Austin, Wil has been thinking of him more often, as more. As Wilson and Bran slowly gain each others trust again, they go on a road trip to Austin together, where everything just goes downhill. I had to make another because the other story was just NOT published my finished drafts and it was pmo so here we are 😁 Again, tysm and credits user356954 for the idea for this fanfic. Very talented writer 🫶🏻