Dear Best Friend// Olivia Rodrigo x Emily

XIII

Olivia was in the bathroom, walking out of the stall and felt a hand on her mouth. She looked in the mirror and panic took over her. 

-Scream and I'll make you regret it., whispered Justin, the stalker.

Olivia nodded, showing that she understood what he was saying. He let his hand drop.

-W-What do you want? What are y-you doing here?, asked Olivia trying not to seem scared.

-You poured that smoothie on my head. You think you could get away with that?, scoffed the older boy.

-I did it b-because you groped me., replied the girl taking a step back getting closer to the door.

-Try to escape and I'll lock you in here. You should not have done that. Anyways, I'm going to take you on a date tonight., said Justin.

-What? No. No way. I'm not going on a date with you., frowned Olivia.

-I'm not really giving you a choice here., smiled the boy.

-You can't force me to have a date with you., scoffed the brunette putting her hands in her back pockets.

-Yes, I can. Don't make it harder., replied Justin taking a step closer.

-I am not going anywhere with you. You're a creep. There's no way that I'm going with you on a date. I'd rather die than go on a date with you., said Olivia standing her ground.

-Oh is that so?, smirked the boy creepily taking a step closer.

Olivia quickly slipped in a stall and locked the door.

-Get back here! Open the door!, ordered the boy.

-No! Leave me alone!, yelled Olivia taking her phone and dialing a number.

-Hello? I'm in class right now, wha-, said a male voice through the phone. Her ex.

-J-Justin is in the bathroom with me. Help. Please., replied Olivia quickly.

-Give me your phone!, yelled a teacher through the phone.

-No one is coming., said the boy calmly as he knew that most people were in class.

-Leave me alone, Justin! This is creepy!, argued Olivia.

-Do I sound like I care?, chuckled the boy walking back to the stalls.

Olivia didn't reply.

-Last chance to open the door or I'll fucking climb over the goddamn door., warned the boy.

-Okay, okay. Just promise you won't hurt me., demanded Olivia.

-Yes., replied Justin waiting for her to open the door.

-Fine. I'll come out., sighed the brunette knowing that she was stuck. 

Hopefully her plan had worked. She unlocked the door and walked out the stall again, still very hesitant.

-Okay, now what?, asked the brunette.

-Now you're going to give me your phone number and I'll text you where and when we'll meet up for our date., smiled the boy.

-I am not going on a date with you., repeated Olivia.

-Goddamn stubborn prick!, yelled the boy as he slapped her and pushed against the wall, making her back hit the wall and she fell to the ground, covering her head with her arms in case he would strike again.

He walked up to the shaking girl and pulled her by pulling her hair.

-So, are you going on a date with me, yes or no?, wondered the boy still pulling her hair.