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CHAPTER 22 - y/n l/n and olivia rodrigo KISSING at the airport!

a/n - please vote, hope you have a great day or night :)) double chapter today woop woop, also some of you guys are dangerously fast at reading new chapters 

roughly 2 months later

i knock on olivia's door, waiting her for to open it. instead, olivia's mom opens it. "hi sofia!" i greet, hugging each other. "morning, y/n!" "what're you doing up so early? and where's ronald?" i ask, waiting by the door. "i have work, and he left around half an hour ago" she says, and i smile, nodding. "is olivia almost done?" i ask. she turns her torso, calling out olivia's name. "olivia! y/n is here!" "just a second!" olivia yells from upstairs. i chuckle, y/n's mom turning back to me as she rolls her eyes, smiling.

eventually, olivia comes running downstairs. i stand up from the couch, sofia standing up too. olivia was out of breath, holding 2 suitcases in each hand and a backpack. "sorry!" she apologizes, putting her bags down. liv and her mom say their goodbyes, and i pick up the 2 suitcases after hugging sofia goodbye. "no, leave them y/n, i can carry them." "liv, you're literally out of breath! i got it." olivia smiles, and we walk out the door. we walk to the car, and i open the boot. placing her suitcases in, i close it. "thank you," olivia says, smiling. i open her door, letting her in.

after 45 minutes of car karaoke, we reached the airport. i park in the drop off zone, looking at olivia as i stop the engine. "is here okay?" i ask, we both get out of the car, and i take olivia's suitcases out of the boot. "i don't wanna leave, y/n!" olivia says as i pull down the boot door to close it. "then... don't!" i laugh, and so does olivia. "i probably would've came with you if i didn't have work." i say, facing olivia. "wish you could." i pull olivia into a hug, my arms going tightly around her waist as her hands go around my neck. "i'm gonna miss you," i whisper into her ear. "i'm gonna miss you more," she says. i close my eyes, smelling her perfume i adore. "call me when you get there, please?" i ask, pulling away after around 10 seconds. "of course." we smile at the same time. "i should probably..." olivia trails off, pointing her thumb to the airport. "oh! yeah, sorry." i say, looking around. "i guess i'll see you in a month?" olivia shrugs. "yeah, good luck, liv." she smiles, and i pull olivia closer. i connect my lips with hers, kissing her.

i smile as olivia starts to walk off, turning around to say bye to me. i wave back, watching her turn back around and walk away. once she's not in my sight, i go back into the car, starting it up before i tap on liv and i's playlist.

"shit!" i exclaim after reading the caption of a tweet. 'NEW!! y/n l/n and olivia rodrigo KISSING at the airport!' i tap the video, showing us hugging and then the kiss. i scroll down to the replies, reading them out loud. "so did you guys think y/n and olivia went on a date a month ago? FINALLY SKDHDKDHDJ!! my life is complete! y/ns so private with her relationships, wonder if olivia got her to kiss her in public." i read. 

olivia's pov
"i didn't know you and y/n were a thing?!" grace says as we sit on our shared apartment couch. "what?" i ask, confused it got brought up randomly. "have you not seen the video?" grace faces her phone to me, and i read the tweet before tapping on the video. "shit!" i say, chuckling. "are you guys dating?" grace asks, eyes widen open. "something... like that."

y/n's pov

i tap the face-time button, waiting for olivia to pick up. after a few rings, she answers with a smile. "hi y/n!" she says, her face coming up with a smile. "hey liv, how's salt lake?" i ask. "it's pretty great here, how's cali?" "same old same old." olivia laughs, looking up in front of her camera before she looks back down. "so, you've seen the video, right?" i ask. "if you mean the one on twitter of us hugging for 50 minutes then kissing, yes." olivia says, laughing. "i've been getting so many dm's about it," olivia continues. "have you looked at them?" "no, not yet." "i probably wouldn't if i were you." "fair enough!" olivia says. "so i come back to cali on the..." "olivia we have to leave now!" i hear a girl say. "alright, coming grace!" olivia responds. "shit y/n, gotta go. i'll text you later! bye!" "b-" olivia hangs up, and i stare at my phone, processing what just happened.

i open the door as timothee, harry then madelyn walk in for our friday movie night. "hi guys!" i say, closing the door. after getting the popcorn, we all sit on my couch. "have you guys picked a movie to watch?" i ask, turning on the tv. "civil war baby!" timothee exclaims. "seriously? the movie with me in it?" i ask, tapping on disney plus. "you're in like- all the marvel movies you can't complain!" madelyn says, and i laugh, typing it up.

everyone cheers as i come up on screen, taking captain america's shield. "THERE SHE IS!! SPIDER-WOMAN!!!" harry screams. i laugh, looking away from the tv. (sorry guys tom holland isn't spider-man in this😭) "you guys are so embarrassing!" i say, watching as timothee and madelyn pretend to shoot webs at each other. 

"YOU HAVE A METAL ARM?!" everyone including me screams as i say it on the tv during the winter soldier and i have our fight scene. "that's just too good of a line!" madelyn says, clapping as she laughs. "any new news on the new spider-woman movie?" timothee whispers beside me, hinting me about no way home. "i signed a contract, timothee! i can't tell you anything," i say, and timothee groans as he leans his head back. "you literally spoil all the movies you're in anyways." "i do not!" i say back, picking up some popcorn.

we finish the post credit scene, everyone clapping. "you carried that movie, y/n!" "i was in it for like 15 minutes!" "still carried." madelyn says, and i hand the remote to her. "one more movie, losers. and no more of my movies!" "spider-woman homecoming it is!" 

timothee, harry and madelyn go home, the time being 12:11am. i lay in bed, constantly seeing thumbnails of olivia and i kissing on instagram. i laugh to myself, turning off my phone and deciding to go to bed.