Kezia started off living day-to-day after her life fell apart, then she stumbled across a customer from the coffee shop she barista'd at on a dating app. The incredible love story of Kezia and Conan began, and the heartbreak, the loss, the closeness and the love show them both that they are worth it to each other, no matter what.

short story - text conversations between olivia and her coworker, y/n. (olivia's pov)

Opal was quiet, she was used to the soft comfort of never speaking up, and in turn, never being afraid of not being heard. So, when she started to notice the famous popstar, Conan Gray, who she was used to passing on the way out of the recording studio a little more than just the usual glance and small smile, she was quiet. She wasn't going to say anything about it, because suddenly, the fear of being ignored, or worse, acknowledged, was extremely real. Until he spoke. Reminder: Conan Gray is his own person and this is just fiction!!

"nobody stands between me and my man." me & mr.jones by amy winehouse just two best friends

As Conan's official tour photographer, you were supposed to be invisible. Instead, you found yourself holding his hand through the back exits of venues and pretending to be the muse behind his latest love songs.. but as the shutter clicks and the flash fades, the fake smiles turn into real laughter, and you realize the hardest part of the job isn't taking the perfect shot..it's pretending you aren't actually falling for him.

(Fem user!) Conan Gray is famous adored by millions and untouchable... to everyone but me. Behind the stage. he's just Conan- the celebrity facade fades when he's with you. Falling in love was never the plan. Because how do you love someone who belongs to everyone? And how do you know if someone famous can ever really be yours? To me he's just conan. The one who calls me at 2AM because he can't sleep. The one who sends voice messages instead of texts. The one who hates being alone after shows. The one who's famous, but MINE. ((eventual smut warning)) I do not want to sexualize conan I will try to keep it respectful and to a certain point. feel free to give ideas.

❛𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐌 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆'𝐒 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋' 𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐘, 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆, ❛𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐌𝐄 ❜, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐇𝐈𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘,❜ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Conan Gray commits an accidental murder, and the only person to know of this is his best friend, or secret desired lover, Heather. ᥫ᭡⋆˙⟡ This story may contain smut and strong violent language as well as other graphic scenes and description, you have been warned. This book is based off of the song Comfort Crowd from Conan's album Kid Krow. If your not a fan, you wouldn't understand. Enjoy Comfort Crowd <3 please vote if you can!! Complete! 🤍

A short story inspired by the song by Conan Gray: Heather. This is for him.

"You aren't the only one in pain y'know..." "But maybe we can change that..." After years apart, Bernadette (Birdie) Lee and Conan Gray bump back into each other. She's seen him on the news, and he's been worried ever since she disappeared. No note, no call, no social media post. Just gone. Maybe Conan isn't the only one with a past that haunts his family line, and the girl he once sang enviously about wearing a polyester sweater isn't in the picture anymore. Maybe their past in high school is just that... in the past. I did screw with the timeline a bit just bare with me sorryyyyyyyy *I do not own the right to any characters besides my OCs*

you and conan were best friends in middle school. you guys were in separable, you would hangout every day and would have sleepovers every weekend. though, once your junior year of high school hit you two slowly parted and after a couple years after that you stopped talking completely. but, you got accepted into UCLA and you end up being neighbors with conan and you two slowly started to bond again...