a/n - please vote! i have 4 chapters in drafts rn what am i doing lol
"y/n." "yes," i respond to the interviewer as olivia and i sit at a table. "olivia," the interview calls out liv's name. "hi," liv says, smiling. "we've brought you in today to take a lie detector test. one of you will be hooked up to the machine while the other asks the questions. and then you'll switch." i look at liv, who's looking straight ahead, clearly nervous. "so, who wants to be in the hot seat first?" olivia and i look at each other, olivia giving a nervous chuckle. "want me to go first?" i offer, liv nodding. "please," she says, chuckling once again.
i look at olivia after being hooked up to the lie detector machine. "y/n, i'm gonna ask you a few questions to calibrate the lie detector," liv says, holding a piece of paper with her questions on it. "calibrate away," i say, looking at the machine. "is your name... y/n m/n l/n?" she asks. "yes," i nod. "do you play gwen stacy in no way home?" liv asks the second question. "i think so, yeah," i say, nodding. "are you nervous?" "uh... a little," i respond, all answers showing i've been telling the truth. "are you ready, sam?" liv asks the lie detector person who was working the machine. "i am, thank you," she responds to liv, giving her a nod. "alright, let's begin."
"if we go to disneyland together, would you insist we take couples photos in front of the magic kingdom?" liv's strange first question was. "you'd probably force me, to be honest. i'd get you some ears as well," i respond, smiling. "yeah, true," liv says, laughing. "would you prefer fish and chips over hamburgers and fries?" liv asks. "depends on my mood," i answer. truth. "am i your favorite artist?" "yes, one of my favorites. you've got competition." "be honest, have you ever purposely trashed a hotel room?" "not on purpose," i say, chuckling. "do you think you're capable of being the real life spider-woman?" "of course i would be," i answer confidently, olivia laughing as she looks at her sheet. "who's the strongest avenger?" liv asks. i think for a second. "wanda maximoff, the scarlet witch." "is this girl..." liv says, sliding a picture towards me. it was zendayda, "the iconic zendaya, easy to work with?" "of course, she's like my best friend." truth.
"did you find me unattractive when we first met?" "of course not," i respond, looking at the lie detector paper as if i knew what it meant. "she's telling the truth," sam confirms. my heart starts pounding as flashbacks from when i first met liv flood into my mind. "there's a strong, emotional reaction," sam says, smiling at liv as she smiles. "that's fantastic!" liv says, laughing. "that's really cute, actually," she mumbles to herself. "getting into these types of questions now," i say to liv, smiling. "do you have a song of mine that you don't like?" liv asks. "no, i love all of them!" "that's the truth," sam chips in. "do you hate having me at your house every day?" "no, i love it. makes me feel less lonely." "okay, last question..." olivia says, looking up at me. we keep eye contact for about 3 seconds, before she looks back down at her paper. "have you lied at any point in this interview?" she asks. "no, i haven't sam would've caught it out anyways because i'm a horrible liar," i say, chuckling.
i clear my throat, looking at nervous liv. "livie, liv, liv," i say, smiling at her as we keep strict eye contact. "y/n, y/n, y/n," liv mocks back. "you ready?" "nope." "at least you're being honest. it's okay, you got this. first question. is your real name olivia isabel rodrigo?" i ask. "yes, it is." "it's a pretty name." "why thank you." "olivia isabel rodrigo..." i say, looking up at her. "yes?" she asks nervously. "did you order a glass of my opinion?" olivia bursts out laughing, shaking her head. "i always order a glass of your opinion on everything i do and wear. sometimes i need to ask my other friends because i feel like you're saying no because you're too nice," liv answers. "i'm always telling the truth." i shrug my shoulders, reading the next question.
"do you like my friends?" i ask. "yeah, i love them," liv says, smiling. "do you ever use your real name at a restaurant to get the best seats possible?" liv laughs, covering her mouth. "oh my gosh... no, not always. sometimes, but that's when i have dinner with you." "speaking of dinner, do you ever wish you weren't seated next to me at the met gala?" "no, that was a really fun time!" "do you know the different types of eggs?" i say, laughing at my question. "you know this y/n! i do know my different types of eggs, thanks to you," "it's true, i showed her how to make different eggs." i say, smiling at the camera. "why do you skip the part where the crowd sings 'one step forward and three steps back', going to enough for you part?" i ask, giving a cheeky smile. "oh god... probably because i'm scared they're gonna get the lyrics wrong. then it's that really awkward stand there and wait for them to finish before cutting them off," liv says, face heating up. "you're a pisces, correct?" "that's correct." "do you think you fall under the category of it? for example, pisces are known to be kind and gentle, invigorated by shared experiences of music and romance." "yeah, that sounds like me." "okay, last question..." olivia gives me a hum, waiting patiently. "do you love me?" i ask, almost laughing. "no, i hate you," liv says, quickly looking over to the machine. "that's a lie." "of course i love you!" liv says, laughing, "do you have any more questions, your honor?" she asks. "you have the right to remain silent. anything you do can and will be used against you in the court of law, you can take her," i say to the people behind the camera.
olivia links her arm in mine as we walk back to my car. "that was so scary!" she exclaims, giggling. "you were so overly nervous!" i say, laughing. she open the passenger door, and i get in with a thanks.
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y/nisdrunk someone tell olivia to stop eating and driving with one hand
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gracieabrams stop eating and driving with one hand @oliviarodrigo
conangray this is why i wear a helmet when im driving with her
harrystyles Leave liv alone😢
oliviarodrigo that burger was so good tho ↳ y/nisdrunk so was tho
