-April 2019-
-Ethan and Olivia constantly fight about the dumbest things-

Olivia's POV:

 Ethan came back to be with me for a little while before he goes to Hawaii to visit his family. We forgave each other after that call a few weeks ago, but we've kept on fighting. Right now, we're just laying on my bed, scrolling through our phones.

"Liv, come here." Ethan said, patting the space of my bed where he wanted me to be. I did what he said.

"What are we doing?" I smiled, while I saw a cute cat in a video.

"I haven't posted in my Instagram for a while, let's take a picture." He said, pulling me closer to him.

"No, I don't want to take a picture." I frowned, pushing myself away from him.

"Come on, Liv. Every time I post a picture with you I get more likes." He said. Did he really just say that?

"I don't want to." I complained. "Just post a picture of you without a shirt on that gets you likes." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh come on, it's just o-" He argued.

"I said no, Ethan." I interrupted him.

"Fine, you don't have to get on defense about it!" He raged, before he got up to leave.

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"I'm going on a walk!" He fumed.

"I can't do this anymore!" I yelled, making him freeze. "You've been treating me like I have no feelings! I'm done!" 

"What? What do you mean?!" He asked me, turning around.

"You became this selfish, self-absorbed person, and I should've broken up with you a long time ago!" I fired back, yelling. "I regret taking you back."

"This is how you're going to break up with me!?" He yelled.

"YES, I'M DONE! Our relationship is just overwhelming me, it doesn't feel like a priority anymore. AND I WON'T TAKE IT ANYMORE THAT I HAVE TO DO WHATEVER YOU SAY, WHENEVER YOU SAY, OR YOU GET MAD AND STORM OUT! I STOPPED LOVING YOU A LONG TIME AGO!" I confessed. 

"You did?" He painfully asked. I calmed down, taking a few deep breaths. 

"Yes, I did. I don't think this is working out anymore. We've been fighting a lot recently, and I just- don't love you like I did before."

"We can work it out." He said, walking over to me.

"No, I don't think we can." I responded, honestly. Taking a few deep breaths. "We've been having a lot of disagreements, you know that. I'm sorry. I'm not in the best terms right now, and I can't deal with us anymore." I explained, rubbing my thumb on his cheek. "E, I loved you. You were my first boyfriend ever. I had a lot of firsts with you. You were the first guy I ever loved, you were the first guy whose hoodie I wore, you were the first guy I had a fight with, the first guy I made out with, the first guy I wrote a song to." I recalled, tearing up. "But our time is over."

"Do you really think that?" He asked. I nodded my head, while I watched tears fall down his cheek. "Olivia, I love you. I will always love you, but if you think it's for the best we'll..... end everything here." He cried, hugging me.

"Thank you for understanding." I sniffled.

"Can I give you one last kiss before I go?" He asked me. I nodded, placing my lips softly on his.

I watched him grab his bags and leave. That's when I collapsed into my bed, crying and sobbing. I cried for the whole evening. I wasn't hurt because he was gone, I was mad for pretending I loved him for so much time when I didn't love him at all anymore.

I went to my piano, I need to get my feelings off my chest. I remembered all of the fights we had and got some of those in a song.

Why you talk about me like I'm not there?
Why you talk about me like I can't hear?
You act so different around your friends

Why you talk about me like I'm not there?
Why you talk about me like I can't hear?
I know you know I'm more than skin

'Cause I'm not a high score, I'm not a trophy
I'm not a girl in those high school movies
And I'm not down for manipulation
Not here to be your validation, no

So if you need me
I'll be at the piano, love
'Cause I'm yours
But not like that

I cried a little bit while writing the song, I put all my emotions in it. I called it 'I'm Yours', though I wasn't his anymore. I was going to need a long time to get used to that. My mom wasn't here and I didn't want to be alone anymore, so I called Larry.

"Hel-" I hear someone say.

"Larry, Ethan and I broke up and my mom isn't here. Can you come to my house, please?" I cried.

"I'm on my way." He comforted, before he hung up.

I just cried in my bed for about 30 minutes after that, before I heard a knock at the door, so I went to open it.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Josh asked me, walking inside.

"Miser- wait, I thought I called Larry?" I asked.

"You called me." He answered. "I did hear you say Larry but he's busy anyways."

"Oh." I responded, while tears fell down my face. He embraced me, wiping my tears away.

"It's okay. It'll be okay." He soothed, calming me down.

"I'm sorry for getting your shirt wet and crying in front of you." I wept.

"It's all good, don't worry about that. I'm sorry he made you feel like that" He confessed "I brought some oatmeal cookies, ice cream and my hoodie." 

"Thanks, but I don't really want to eat anything." I sniffled, taking his hoodie and slipping it on top of my thin pajamas.

"That's okay. You can eat it some other time." He assured. "Do you want to sit down?"

"I don't care." I shrugged. He pulled my hand, and guided us to the couch. "You were right." I wailed.

"On what?" He turned to look at me.

"That Ethan was going to hurt my feelings again." I sobbed. He pulled me to his lap, and started rocking me back and forth. 

"When young people date they don't really have an idea of what they want. It's either a loss or a lesson." He explained, placing his chin on my shoulder. "That's just the way it goes. But out there somewhere, there is someone for all of us. A soulmate." 

"That's so hopeless-romantic of you to say." I chuckled slightly.

"I know." He smiled, pulling me closer to him from behind. I liked that he was here, it made me feel protected and cared for.

Josh's POV:

I outgrew my feelings for Liv. It's been almost a month and they slowly went away. It was like that crush that seems like it's really big, but then when you get a chance to think about it, it's not that meaningful. 

"Now that you and Ethan are over, can I say something?" I asked, rocking her slightly back and forth.

"Yeah, whatever you have to say." She accepted.

"You're different without Ethan." I confessed.

"What do you mean? 

"When Ethan wasn't here, you were someone open and bright, and then when he would come visit you would become this different person who didn't know anything but Ethan." I shrugged.

"Hmm." She thought about it for a second. "We'll he's gone now." She teared up again.

"It's okay. You'll do fine without him. You're Olivia Rodrigo, do you not know how many little girls and boys look up to you. They admire you because of your kindness, joy, beauty, intelligence, talent, I could go on all day and still have things to add. You don't need anyone to shine." I caressed her hair.

"Thanks." She turned around, hugging me. "But that doesn't take all the pain away." She cried in my shoulder.

" I know it doesn't, but I wish it could." I responded. Then I started singing to her 'Never be alone' by Shawn Mendes.

Take a piece of my heart
And make it all your own
So when we are apart
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone
When you miss me close your eyes
I may be far but never gone
When you fall asleep tonight
Just remember that we lay under the same stars

And that's how she fell asleep in my arms.