CHAPTER 9 - i just wanted to let you know

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a/n - please remember to vote! btw i changed y/n to an actress bc i have no clue about models sorry for changing the story line sm oops

madelyn gasps after i told her that olivia and i kissed, and i laugh. "seriously?! "she asks, smiling. "yeah, seriously. it was the best kiss i've had." i say, smiling as i flop onto the bed. "oh my god, that's so hot. why can't that happen to me?" madelyn groans.

i scroll on instagram, seeing an update page for me on my explore page. 'NEW : y/n and friends going to eat at a restaurant!' i read the caption. i look up, seeing the photo, which was taken from the side, us walking into the mexican restaurant. the video was bad quality, like someone sent it to someone on snapchat. but it was pretty clear you could see olivia and i holding hands. i tap the comments, reading them. 'is that the girl from bizaardvark?' i read. 'yes olivia rodrigo, y/n followed her recently' 'are they dating?' 'i don't think so, although y/n had her arm around olivia in the picture with the fan in the elevator' the thread between 2 people said. "now that i think about it, update accounts are like diaries that you can go back on." madelyn makes a point. "except they're made by literal strangers taking photos and videos of me! but yeah, a diary to look back on." i say the first part sarcastically. madelyn laughs, shaking her head.

olivia's pov , 12pm the next day

i lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. "how are you holding up? not seeing your crush for the entire day is pure suffering." madison says dramatically. "i just... miss her so much!" i go along with the joke, laughing. "then just go see her, genius." "but what if she's avoiding me because of yesterday? she didn't go to breakfast." "well maybe she's just sleeping!" i groan, covering my face with my hands.

i pick up my phone, going to messages. tapping y/n's contact, i start to type. 'hey u up?' i text. minutes later, my phone vibrates. 'yeah, what's up?' she texts back.

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12:04pm

y/n

hey u up?

yeah what's up

nothing just haven't seen

you all today

i've been sleeping๐Ÿ˜ญ


still so tired

yup thought so

you can come by if you want


madelyn's in the boys room

so i'll open the door

okay, i'll come by now :)

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y/n's pov

i hear a knock on my door several minutes later, throwing the blanket off me as i swing my legs off the side of the bed. i open the door, letting olivia walk in. "just you?" i ask. "yeah, just me. why, is it not enough for you?" olivia jokes, smiling. "more than enough, in fact." i reply, closing the door. 

olivia sits on my bed as i lean my head on the head rest, legs out. "so you've been sleeping all day?" she asks, slight chuckle. "literally all day. the first time i got up was to open the door just then." i reply, running my hand through my hair in attempt to somewhat clean it. "seems fun, haven't slept in for a while." "you should try it sometime!" i advise, olivia laughing as she shakes her head. "madison will just wake me up." she says. "then come sleep in here, i wouldn't mind." "i might just have to." 

olivia looks around, both of us unsure what to say. "so, how long have you been writing music for?" i ask to strike the conversation, and partly because i want to know more about olivia. "basically since i was able to write, it was an amazing way to express my feelings. i actually have videos of me performing if you want to see!" olivia asks, smiling. "of course, let's see them." i say, olivia moving next to me as she leans against the head rest too. she takes out her phone and i look away as olivia scrolls through her camera roll. "here it is," she says, and i look back on her screen. she taps the play button and i smile, watching the video. younger olivia had her hair in piggy tails, microphone in hand, black top and blue jeans. "you're so cute!" i say, watching the video as little liv sways her hips to the music. olivia laughs and i smile wider, young olivia singing. she was born to sing.

she walks out of the frame keeping the groove shown throughout the video, making me laugh and the video ends. "you're so cute!" i say, olivia still laughing as she turns off her phone. "younger me or me right now?" she asks, smiling. "you're really putting me on the spot, hm?" i tease, smiling. "both are equally cute." i say, olivia laughing.

i swipe to the next picture in my camera roll, tilting the phone to the right to show olivia. "this is timothee and i when we were in france." i say, smiling at the picture as i'm on timothee's back, timmy's hand on my leg while the other was holding up a peace sign. "we went here to visit timothee's family, it was beautiful there." i say. "it looks beautiful," olivia adds, and i swipe to the next picture.

i laugh at olivia's phone as olivia laughs too. "this was at disneyland, the incredicoaster was amazing." she explains the picture in the camera roll. "i haven't gone in forever," i say, olivia swiping right.

i tilt my head back, laughing again. "yeah, here i was... crying, as you can see." olivia explains, slightly embarrassed as she turns off her phone. "at least you're a pretty crier!" i compliment.

olivia and i walk to the elevator to go and get ice-cream, and olivia clears her throat. "listen, can we talk about what happened yesterday? it's just... been on my mind ever since." i press the elevator button that goes down. "yeah, okay." i respond, stepping back to face opposite of olivia. "i don't know if you thought it was just a dare... or more. and honestly, i'm just gonna be straight up. i like you. like- a lot. i know we haven't known each other for the longest, and i don't fall for people within a week or so." she says. i let her continue, smiling as i listen to her talk her heart out. "and i know you're an actress who's in like- half the marvel movies, and i'm just a girl who writes depressing, heart broken songs in her bedroom floor, so i understand if you don't feel the same way. every day i've waken up from this cruise one of my first thoughts was that i would be hoping to see you, because you make my day so much better. i know that sounds so... cringe, but i seriously have feelings for you, and it's fine if you don't feel the same for me, but i just wanted to let you kno-" the elevator door opens, and both of us jerk our heads in it, 4 people standing there, waiting for us to walk in. i look at olivia who looks back at me, and we walk in. 

the elevator ride was awkward, no one saying anything. we get out on the same level as the 4 people, and we wait to the side so the strangers can't hear our conversation as they walk away. olivia leans against the wall as i stand in front of her. "you're cute when you're ranting." i say with a smile. "i just realised how much i was talking in the elevator, sorry." she says, smiling. "don't be sorry," i say, and by olivia's face, i can tell she's waiting for a response to her rant. my eyes look around, seeing if anyone's around in the hallway. 

"again, it's totally okay if you don't feel the same way." olivia says quietly. "olivia, i do feel the same way..." i admit, olivia's eyes sparking as if she was on cloud nine. "really?!" she asks in shock. "i've never been so sure in my life. i don't have feelings for people this quickly either, normally i'd try and restrain myself from them. but liv, you're different. it's just... something about you. i've dated people before, but it's different with you. i haven't felt this feeling that i have with you for anyone," i spill my feelings out, "and i want this feeling to stay with me forever, not just for this cruise." olivia laughs nervously, nodding her head. "i really like you too." i finish, moving closer to olivia. "and if i'm honest, i'd kiss you right now," i say, looking around, "but someone's probably filming this, and you would get a lot of death threats from 10 year olds who have no chance with me." i say. olivia giggles, leaning her head against the wall. "but, a hug will have to do for now." i say, wrapping my arms around olivia's waist. olivia hugs me just as tight, her hand on my hair, the other around my neck.


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