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.*

Hoping to meet Nash Grier, Anna embarks on her trip to MagCon with some friends. What she finds when she gets there is a completely other relationship that she wasn't expecting with Jack Gilinsky. All is fun and games until one heartbreak makes things difficult. Bad things keep piling up on the couple, affecting them and the people around them. Will the relationship last? Or will the couple choose to forget eachother completely?

Jack and Jack have been best friends since kindergarten. But what happens when Johnson's little sister and Gilinsky go a little further and break their "best friends little sister" and "brother's best friend" bond?

For Lily Roberts, love was just another word, a word she didn't believe in. But when a stubborn love boy, Jack Gilinsky, stumbles into her life, will he bring a new meaning to love?