3 P.M. - I loved her. She loved me. I fell harder and harder every day, and I knew it was dangerous. She was dangerous. Her kiss began to taste like vodka even when she hadn't been drinking and her nails dug into my skin like razors, but I loved her. 11 P.M. - The flick of a lighter. I saw the flame in her emerald eyes as they both burned. She took a hit and handed it to me. It touched my lips and tasted like her. I felt the chemicals in my lungs. Everything was spinning, but I still loved her. Midnight - The flash of lights. They blinded me. I couldn't find my shirt. My skin was still glistening with the trail from her tongue. Gunshots. One. Two. Three. Glass shattered. Handcuffs. White walls. Caught. I still loved her. I always would. WARNING: This story is Rated R for drugs, sexual content, and language. Reader discretion is advised. DISCLAIMER: All content is original. Please refrain from commenting the names of and comparing other fan fictions throughout the story, as any similarities between stories are purely coincidental or based off of real-life Camren moments.

Head cheerleader Camila and Badass Lauren have never gotten along, but when Camila's pride and reputation are on the line she gets a little desperate...and Lauren just happens to be there to help her out. Everything has its consequences though. _____________________________ Give it a chance! It's a great story! Converted! All Rights go to Author.

Captain of the cheerleading squad Lauren Jauregui and Quiet soccer player Camila Cabello what happens when they collide? Will it be a big problem or will it be a captivating love interest? Ehh I'm not good at summaries. ___________________ - edit 2019 : It's trash and my younger self was a fucking idiot, so, read with caution

You smiled to me and I thought: Damn, I'm fucking in love with you... -this is the original version, so there might have some errors different from 5HFanfic-

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧" 𝐆×𝐆

The way the lights shined down on her skin. She glowed. The way she twirled her lollipop around her glossy lips. It made me crazy. The way she slouched back into the couch while sitting man-spread, her eyes suddenly matched with mine. I looked away realizing I was staring. Shit. I could feel her grin at me. she moved the lollipop from her lips to just hanging barely between her fingers as her arm sat up on her knee. What was going through her head? That's all I wanted to know. - achieved #1 under #billie 1/28/2020 - achieved #1 under #billieeilish 2/1/20 - achieved #1 under #eilish 9/2/20 (the beginning of this book was written in 2019 and was my first published book so it's kinda- strange.... but i promise you should keep reading!)

World tours, TV shows, deadlines, millions of fans, anxiety, depression, they're just a few things Billie has to worry about. But when she meets your not so typical college computer nerd, can she help ease her burdens? CEO of awful description's. Gxg, g!p, #bottombillie #1 in billieeilish #4 in girlxgirl #1 in Gay And more than I can't be bothered typing.

"YOOO FIN WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT USING MY-" a girl with silver hair yelled, barging into the bathroom. "Well fuck me, you're not Finneas" the girl said, looking me up and down, drawing attention to the fact that only a towel was wrapped around me. "No I'm not, so get out!" "Woah mamas, you're in my bathroom, in my home and using what smells like my body wash so how about you get the fuck out" Lord help this girl and her audacity.