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olivia's pov

i listen to james corden as he asks his question, crossing my leg over the other. "olivia, you've had some big moves. you've moved into your first ever apartment on your own, how is adulthood?" james asks. "oh my gosh... i've acclimated pretty well, gotta be honest, last night i had just peanut m 'n' m's for dinner because i can't cook." i admit, making the crowd laugh quietly. "but most of the time my girlfriend is over, she even keeps a suitcase of her clothes in my apartment. we either go out or she cooks for the both of us and i just stand there, doing the bare minimum like chopping up vegetables -horribly might i add- while she's over there cooking the best dish ever." i say, chuckling. "that's right! months ago you and your girlfriend, y/n, went public! how did you guys meet?" james asks after the crowd cheers. a picture of y/n and i show up on a tv behind james, the picture being the photo we took in new york city. "well i posted on my instagram that i needed a guitarist, and y/n dm'd me, sending me links to her playing guitar. i kid you not, my mind was blown! we practiced together, talked a lot, hung out a lot, and yeah, we're dating now!" i explain, smiling subconsciously. the crowd 'aww's' making me laugh. "you guys are seriously couple goals. i'm sure everyone agrees that if you guys break up, we won't believe in love anymore." james says, and i smile. "then you've got nothing to worry about." i say, and the crowd claps.

"i've heard you've announced some pretty big news yesterday, are you excited for tour?" james asks. i squeal in excitement, nodding my head. "it's so surreal! i'm so excited to see everyone singing along, to travel!" i respond, heart shooting out of my chest at the thought.

y/n sits on my bed after we talk about my interview as she smiles. i constantly refresh my laptop, waiting for the sour prom videos to post. "here it is!" i say, seeing the multiple videos pop up. i pick up my phone as y/n cheers, posting this on my story.

the laptop lays on my lap as y/n half lays half sits next to me, watching them. "you look so pretty," she says, completely mesmerised. i laugh, shaking my head. "says you," i say, watching the video. we watch all the videos, and i tap the video to the bts sour prom. we watch it and y/n starts talking over the collage of videos playing. the video changes to y/n running to me, bouquet of flowers in one hand with a plastic bag in the other. she hands the flowers to me, fishing out my drink. i smile at the video, us embracing in a comforting hug. "i'm really glad olivia decided to do this. i speak for everyone when i say livie's one of the most thoughtful people ever to exist, and i'm really glad to be on this journey with her." y/n voices over. "y/n!" i say, turning to her with a smile. she chuckles and i kiss her, pulling away quickly as i watch the video. the video changes to me in the prom photoshoot outfit, holding to camera as y/n sleeps on the couch. in the video, i stick my tongue out, moving closed to y/n as i lick a little bit of her face, video me laughing as the video stops to another video of a performance. "i didn't even feel that!" y/n says, laughing. "you're lucky i didn't do a big dog lick." i say, smiling.

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y.n/l/n   sour prom is out!! had so much fun :')

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oliviarodrigo   thank you for making it the best prom ever💜

y/n.l/n : oliviarodrigo you're my prom queen

user3   OLIVIA LOOKS SO HAPPY SJKGHSKFJG

user9   wait y/n and olivia wrote deja vu/happier remix?!?! thats so cute

user4   Y/N YOU LOOKED SO GOOD IN THE DEJA VU HAPPIER REMIX

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y/n's pov

olivia thinks of a question to ask me as she sits across from me on the bed, coming up with one. "what's your type?" i think for a few seconds, thinking hard. "brunette, brown eyes..." i start off, olivia nodding, "favorite color's purple, around 5'5, singer. goes by the name olivia rodrigo." i say, making olivia roll her eyes, laughing. "that's my type." i finish confidently. "you're such a child, y/n." olivia chuckles, and i grin. "you're calling me a child for saying you're my type?" i say, jokingly offended. "mhm!" she hums, connecting her lips to mine. i pull away, laughing. "why're you laughing?!" olivia says as i lean my head against her headboard. "nothing... i just keep remembering what larry said at random moments." i say, olivia's face flushing red. "you should've seen your face! it was priceless." i say, continuing to laugh until olivia crashes her lips into mine. "just shut up," she says, smiling as her index finger, brushing it against my bottom lip. my gaze stays at olivia's lips, not saying a word.

her hand glides to my jaw, leaning her body forward as she kisses me again. i kiss her back, holding her waist as i pull her on top of my lap. her body presses against mine, deepening the kiss. my hand travels down from olivia's waist to her thigh, rubbing it slowly. olivia pulls apart, hot breath billowing onto my lips. her body stiffens up as i move my hand slowly upwards. "just relax." i whisper, kissing olivia again. olivia's arms wrap around my waist, kissing me back as i rolls us over so i'm on top. fiddling with olivia's waist band, i pull her sweatpants down as olivia lightly kicks it off her legs. "do you wanna do this?" i ask slowly and olivia nods. "i need words, love." i whisper. "yeah, i wanna do this." she whispers back. my hand travels to olivia's core over her laced, black underwear, olivia's breath hitching. i smile, kissing her neck as my hand pulls down her underwear.

olivia's nails lightly scape my back as a finger enters her. i smile as i kiss olivia, finger moving in and out slowly. "more... y/n," she whispers, closing her eyes. i add another finger, making olivia's back arch. "shit..." olivia says, kissing me as she moans in my mouth. olivia repeatedly swears under her breath, showing that she's close. i pull out, olivia sighing as she leans her head back. she takes off my shirt off, unclipping my bra as she slides it off. "wow," she says. "stop staring, liv," i chuckle, kissing her.

my hands rakes through olivia's hair as my legs are over her shoulders. "fuck!" i scream as olivia pushes her tongue in and out of me. olivia moans, sending vibrations through my body. olivia's hands rest on my thighs, spreading them out. olivia stops abruptly as we hear a loud knock on the door.

i scurry to stand up, rushing to grab my clothes as i jump to put my jeans on. "shit! i forgot conan and madison were coming over!" olivia exclaims, rushing to get her clothes on too. i fix my coat as i see olivia half dressed. the door knocks again and olivia realizes she doesn't have enough time to get changed. i rush her to the bathroom as she locks the door, rushing then to the doo.r i unlock the door, seeing conan and madison standing there. "hey." i say, out of breath. "uh... hey?" conan says, tipping his head to the side as he chuckles confusingly.

we wait on the couch and see olivia walk out, fixing her jumper. we walk to my car, olivia and i getting in the back seats as conan offers to drive, leaving a gap in between us. music plays as i lean my head on the passenger seat in front of me, taking out my phone as i scroll on social media.

a/n - the smut was so bad i suck at writing them </3