in which

you have a crush on yo bestie

but she's hung up on her ex :(

low key sorry for the complete and utter lack of updates im so sorry -- this is hella long rip

- <3 -

"Okay how does this one look?" Olivia walked out of the bathroom attached to your room, wearing a short, lilac silk dress with a slit up the side of her leg- exposing her thigh.

You looked up from where you were reading, and closed your book. You looked your best friend up and down and grinned

"it's giving...boobs" You said

"I know, but like, i'm kinda loving it" Olivia responded as she smoothed out the top of her dress. It highlighted all her curves in the best way possible. You could see a lot of her boobs, her thighs, and her ass.

"Your ass looks fucking amazing, and out of the four we've seen-- I vote this one." You added

"same" Olivia did a quick 360, then flopped down on your bed with a dramatic sigh

"Oh thank god that's over. I have an outfit for tonight, and my ass looks great. All is well in the world" Olivia stared up at your ceiling

"spoken like a true gay" You laughed, swatting your best friends shoulder.

Tonight was your school's homecoming dance. You and Olivia's last one, considering you were seniors.

"god forbid my ass looked flat, tonight of all nights. Gotta show Ash what she missed out on" Olivia groaned-- covering her face, as she spoke about her ex.

You pressed your lips together for a split second before responding.

"fucking clown ass whore. She's gonna be dressed in her little basic bitch air forces and we both know she'll be taking point-five photos with the cheer girls all night" you spat.

"I LOOK SO GOOD IN POINT-FIVE THO AND THE AIR FORCES-- I WAS INTO THOSE" Olivia groaned

Olivia and her, now ex-girlfriend, Ashley, had been broken up for four months, after being together since sophomore year. To say it was rough break up for Olivia would be putting it lightly. Ashley then proceeded to get with one of the football boys almost immediately after the break up. She'd turned...straight, Olivia hadn't so much as looked at another girl since Ash. And you'd been there for the whole thing.

"you just have to look hotter than her, which you will. Also, i'll be there to protect you, obviously."

"that's my favorite gay" Olivia grinned, her hand resting on your jaw for a second. Your eyes met, and your breath caught in your chest. Your best friend was, to put it plainly, fucking gorgeous.

You hated the butterflies that erupted in your stomach. You were so ANGRY. You're Olivia's best friend. nothing less, nothing more. But for as long as you'd known Olivia, you'd had a crush on her. Yep, the entire 25 months that Olivia had been head over heels in love with Ashley, you'd secretly liked her. Through the entire painful break up, you'd been in love with your heartbroken best friend. You could be recognized as #1 bestie of the year, showing up for her in the wee hours of the morning, sliding pizza under her door, cuddling her for hours on end, dropping everything to help her survive the heartbreak. orrrrrr, you could be recognized as #1 biggest simp of the year.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT it's five" Olivia said after glancing on her phone

"it's go time." You grinned at her

"operation look-hotter-than-she-who-shall-not-be-named is now a go" Olivia sprung up, off your bed, and seemingly, floated into the bathroom.

an hour and a half later, you were both ready.

"THREE, TWO, ONE" You yelled, before throwing the door to the bathroom open.

The final reveal of your outfits, and neither you nor liv could speak.

"woah, y/n/n" Olivia whispered

"what" you said, blushing

"YOU LOOK SO FUCKING HOT" Olivia exclaimed, her jaw dropping

"NOOOO YOU, LIKE DAMN GIRL WHAT THE FUCK" It was your turn to exclaim, because Olivia looked hotter than you thought she could. Post breakup glow up for real.

"NUH UH, CAUSE WHERE WERE THOSE HIDING THIS WHOLE TIME?" Olivia gestured to your boobs, which you had to admit, did look amazing in the corset top you wore under your open blazer.

"okay, we both look hot as fuck" You conceded

"OOH ashley is gonna be so fucking jealous if i walk into that dance with you. God. Damn" Olivia bit her lip and smirked

your words caught in your throat, what did that mean?

whatever, it was platonic, that's what mattered.

a little bit later, you and olivia arrived at the event center where your homecoming dance was being held.

the line snaked around the building and into the parking lot.

after finding a parking spot to park your car, you and Olivia emerged into the crisp night air.

"lets do this" olivia smirked, linking her arm with yours.

it soon became apparent that the line was going to take a lot longer than you'd originally thought.

"okay what the fuck. I did not know so many people went to our school" your best friend muttered

"for real though, we're seniors like don't we have some sort of pass or some bullshit to cut this line?" you responded

"on. god. all the small little freshies are taking up the entire front of the line. they think they're so cool in their little short dresses." Olivia sniped

"awe they're so cute, they haven't felt pain yet"

finally, you entered the dance. The dance floor was already packed with a quickly growing crowd. You and Olivia set your bags down on a chair with the rest of your large friend group, and hit the dance floor.

the dancing was fun, you jumped around, tugged up your tops, screamed lyrics in eachothers faces, and smelled way too much perfume.

after a bit, you and olivia broke away from the crowd to take a pee break.

you were re-applying lipstick in the mirror and olivia was scrolling through the BeReal's of that night, when the door to the bathroom sprung open.

A tall brunette with dramatic eyeliner, full lips, wavy hair, and a nose piercing walked in, you'd know the shape of the person that shattered your best friend's heart anywhere.

The worst part wasn't being trapped in a small bathroom for a couple heart-stopping seconds with your best friends ex, it was seeing the crushed expression olivia couldn't hide when her eyes found Ashley's hand...which was holding the hand of Faith, a girl in their ap statistics class.

Olivia watched as Ashley led Faith into [the same] stall for one second too long, before you grabbed her hand and led her out of the bathroom.

"Fuck, Y/n" Olivia collapsed against you, your arms wrapped around her, pressing an (oh, so platonic) loving kiss into the top of her hair.

"as if tonight wasn't bad enough, she has to look so fucking fuckable, and she's hooking up with a new girl- as we speak." Olivia spat as she pulled away from the hug.

You could see tears in your best friends eyes, but she was wearing way too good eye makeup for that.

"fuck Ashley. I've said it before, and i'll say it a million more times. She's a whore." You made a disgusting face, at the mention of such a disgusting human.

you then tugged up your top because it was slipping a little too far down, and as you did so, you noticed Olivia's gaze drift down for a split second before she looked back up at you.

"I'm going to go sit down. You go dance, i'll be okay." Olivia frowned.

"okay, I love you. Ash sucks" You rolled your eyes, then went to dance with one of your other friends.

A couple songs later, and the DJ started playing you and Olivia's song-- you belong with me.

A quick glanced around the huge room and you located olivia, sitting in the seat near your bags.

You ran over to her, and grabbed her hands, ignoring the feeling that jolted through you.

"You are dancing with me, I don't give a shit how fuckable your ex is looking right now."

Olivia then joined you on the floor, and everything seemed good until a certain someone strutted out of the hallway to the bathrooms looking positively freshly fucked.

Olivia stopped dancing, watching Ashley. Then her gaze locked back on yours. The silence between you was thick, you could see the gears turning in Olivia's head. After a second, she opened her mouth as if to speak, then closed it again. She started again, then decided against it.

"what? liv." you asked, cocking your head

"nothing." she shook her head

you made an impulsive decision, and placed both hands on the side of Olivia's face.

"what? Olivia. please, talk to me." you begged

"fuck its so...i...its risky."

"i love risky!" you grinned

"no, Y/n. you don't get it. i can't..." Olivia trailed off

"you can't what?"

"lose you" Olivia looked down at the ground

"fuck ashley" Olivia ran a hand through her hair roughly, and god she looked hot.

"fuck ashley for real" You agreed

"no, like seriously. Forget Ash, you know who looks really fucking fuckable right now?" Olivia spat, tension in her voice.

you didn't answer

"you. you look so fucking fuckable, y/n."

"thanks bestie, you look pretty fuckable yourself" you blushed, biting your lip.

"in the spirit of looking fuckable, im adrenaline high, so please, just fucking kiss me when Ash comes back over here."

your heart stopped. Olivia...was asking...you, to kiss...her?

you didn't have time to question it, worry, or even think about if your breath smelled fine. Because Ashley was quickly approaching the dance floor, with faith behind her. And in a second she would have full view of Olivia, and you.

so, you didn't.

you grabbed Olivia's jaw and pulled her lips onto yours. Olivia kissed back, then pulled away.

it meant nothing, she just wanted to make ashley jealous. thats all. thats. all. but to hell, it felt like more.

"you think she's jealous?" you asked with a grin

"no, you don't get it" Olivia shook her head

"Kiss me. Please kiss me. Again. Kiss me now, kiss me tomorrow, kiss me hard. not for ashley. for me." Olivia whispered, but you heard her loud and clear even with the loud music playing.

So you did.

best homecoming dance, ever.