[1] Olivia Rodrigo | One shots/Imagines [F/M Readers]

"You're My Favorite." (691)

Written: September 21st 2021
Edited: NOT YET

A/n: you'll find this one a little better then my usual because I actually took a moment to edit it lol.

Olivia's hand finds your thigh under the table and as she gives it a gentle squeeze, you cover her hand with yours, your fingers finding each other, soon lacing together as both of you stay engaged in the conversation at the dinner table.

Madison is deep in some story about something crazy she and Conana did the other day, hands moving around in the air as she basically acts out the whole situation by herself.

You look at Olivia and you catch her already looking at you, her warm and dreamy eyes and that cheeky smile of hers making you smile as well.

"What?" you mouth to her, not wanting to interrupt Madi's talk. She just absentmindedly shakes her head no, her smooth brown hair bouncing a bit, you just adore her hair. The way it covers her whole forehead in the morning and how untamed it looks when you've been playing with it for a while as she cuddles you on the couch.

You turn back to the conversation, just in time to hear the ending of the story. Olivia's hand lets go of yours as she reaches for her drink and runs a hand through her hair. Leaning over, you press a soft kiss to her cheek, earning a cute smile from her as she licks her lips.

The conversation wanders onto a road trip you're planning on going next week, when Olivia pokes you.
"Hey, you got a pen?" she asks and you nod, reaching for your purse not thinking much about it. Handing her the one you always have in your bag, you get back to the conversation.

A few moments later you see Olivia's hand sliding a paper over to you on the table. Glancing over at her you see that she is not looking at you, but there's a playful smirk on her lips as she leaves the paper there, the pen along with it. You lean forward and read her messy scribbles on the piece of paper.

You look so beautiful tonight.

Smiling to yourself you grab the pen and scribble down a response, feeling like you're in middle school, passing notes around to your crush.

Just tonight?

You slip the small piece of paper back to her. You see her from the corner of your eyes as she immediately grabs the pen and writes her response.

Tonight, every night, all the time.

And there is a little, fat heart at the end of the sentence that makes you giggle.

"Why are we passing notes? Are you gonna confess your love to me as if we're sitting in math class?"

When her reply comes you can't help but chuckle as you take the pen from her hand straight this time.

I think you're cute. Want to be my girlfriend?

Then she drew two boxes, one for yes and one for no. You cover the paper with your palm as you draw a third one with the word 'maybe' written above it and you put an X into it before passing it back to her, watching her reaction.
Her head snaps in your direction as she pretends to be hurt by your choice, but she can't push her smile down.

"Maybe?" she asks, offended. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I'm a popular girl, other people in the class have asked me out too," you shrug, playing along as she puts an arm on the back of your chair, the other one resting on the table, her body completely turned to you. "Should I fight someone?" You chuckle as you cup her cheeks in your palms pulling her face closer, a grin taking over her features.

"Don't worry," you smile at her, looking at her bright pink lips. "You're my favorite," you say before finally pressing your lips to hers.

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Love you 3000 ~ Julia