come to me now. . . stay by my side. kiss me again. . . sequel to "hollywood forever."

kiss me again. . . . . .don't ever want to find out how this ends. [disclaimer: using celebs for this fic cuz i was young and had a specific vision lol]

Bad press is still press.

he was her king and she was his queen. but now she's dead. #1 in fillie 01/20/19 started 3/14/18 completed 8/02/18

"This will only ever be a stupid summer fling," she scoffs. "That's what you think," he replies. -Not your average summer love story AUTHORS NOTE: this was the first story i've ever written. it's not perfect, the list of flaws is lengthy and quite frankly, i'm extremely self conscious of this story. i know that many people liked it and that's why i have republished it. if you want a story that's not below mediocre like this one then i suggest you check out my other works.

"Hi um... my name is Finn Wolfhard and I see dead people." Of course that in its self was insane but even more? How about the fact that my best friend was a ghost, of a girl who died in my house over thirty years ago. Even worse? I think I'm in love with her. - OMG STOP READING THIS IT SUCKS

- "...but what about our pact millie? you promised remember?" she sighs, her eyes gleaming oh so differently than he had remembered from all those years ago. might as well have been lifetimes now that he really looks at the young woman. "we were kids finn," her nose twitches likes she's holding back something else she'd rather not say. "we were different people back then. young and innocent. the world...it blew up in my face, i've learned from that. soon you will to." - or in which, finn and millie are almost childhood sweethearts, promising one day to be with one another before life comes crashing down on them.

He passes the tree everyday. Every day she's in it. ☆☆ When the girl in the tree finally decides to speak up, Finn is automatically intrigued by her odd way of carrying herself and the way she looks at the world. He's her first friend in a while, and there's reasons for that that Finn is unaware of. Can he handle the secret (or not so secret) that is Millie Brown?

Where she was Blue, I was Grey.