Olivia Randolph was the perfect girl. Smart, beautiful, sweet and daughter to the Mayor of Wellsbury, she had it all. And then her boyfriend died and her world came crumbling down. But still, she'd smile and do whatever she could to make those aroun...
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H.P +O.R
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FRESHMAN year of high school was nothing like Olivia Randolph expected. She'd dreamed of parties with her friends, corny dances, worrying about pop quizzes and maybe even joining the cheerleading squad. But instead, she spent her afternoons at the hospital, doing everything she could to keep the smile on her boyfriends face as his body was riddled with chemotherapy.
Cancer fucking sucked.
Her fingers toyed around the heart shaped locket he'd given with their initials engraved—H.P + O.R and a smile touched her lips as she remembered when he'd given it to her for Christmas. They were dancing in his living-room to Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran, the twinkling of his tree their stars.
"So, baby, now. Take me into your loving arms." He sung softly along, spinning her into his arms, her back against his chest as they swayed "Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. Oh, darling, place your head on my beating heart."
Olivia smiled softly as she turned her head, resting her temple against his chest before he was turning her in his arms, hands slipping around her waist as she peered up at him "I'm thinking out loud that maybe we found love right where we are. Oh, baby, we found love right where we are. And we found love right where we are."
As Holden placed his lips softly upon hers, Olivia smiled into the kiss before he pulled back, nodding for her to turn around with a smile, something she did so mildly confused. That was until he swept her hair from one shoulder to the other, reaching around before she felt the cool silver against her skin and looked down to see the heart shaped locket.
Her blue eyes widened she ran her finger over the engraving before turning back to face him "Holden..."
"I love you, Olivia." He breathed out, and despite their young age he truly meant it "It's you and me forever."
"Forever." She whispered in return, reaching up onto her toes to pull him into a kiss "I love you, too."
He collapsed a week later. And six months later, he was gone.
