Hii this is my first story so don't mind me
I'll try to upload new parts every two days eventhough no one is reading this
There may be mistakes like bad grammar and spelling (they are what I'm worst at so be warned). Also a bit of cringe but don't mind that PLEASE.
Also I'm Aussie so I talk different to some of yall but i'm trying to use American english for this so yeah.
This story is inspired by Lana Del Rey
About you: just picture you for what you look like cause I bet you're fine asf but if you don't like the way you look just picture your dream body. You're kinda Lana Del Rey coded bc this is basically my dream self. Idk your aesthetic but yours here is soft grunge or y2k just picture yours.
So as the banner there will be songs which give clues to the story but I made sure the actual song name isn't there to remove spoilers for people who don't ask.
Here's a key! (not the one to my house)
Y/N - Your name
Y/N/N - Your nickname
A/N - Author's Note
YOU ARE READING
Bill Kaulitz: Born to Die
Teen FictionDISCONTINUED Summertime and the living's easy or so you thought. This is my first story so it's most likely ass TW: death, mentions of drugs?, smut (idk)
