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CHATPER 45 - pisces ultralip

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olivia and i walk into the bedroom, and liv walks into the bathroom, closing the door. i get changed, laying in bed. after olivia comes out, i go to twitter. she lays next to me, yawning. i smile, turning back to my phone.

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spider-woman @lawebhead
i don't think y'all realize how much i love olivia

103,385 retweets  |  11,032 quote tweets  |  1.4M likes

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olivia gasps, putting her phone down and looking at me. "did you just tweet that?" she asks. "tweet what?" i ask. "this!" olivia picks up her phone, showing me what i tweeted seconds ago. "no i didn't," i shake my head, looking away and trying not to smile. "y/n!" olivia exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and throwing herself on me. i laugh as olivia hugs me tight, giggling too.

olivia's pov
i quickly turn off my alarm as it rings, looking over at y/n, who was still sleeping, luckily.

after getting my glossier bag, i sit on the floor in the bedroom, leaning my camera on a small table. i press record, "hey, what's up! i'm olivia, and today i'm going to show you my beauty routine with my set from glossier," i pick up the bag, showing my bag, "which is cute and purple."

as i rub in my sunscreen, i notice y/n in the back, most of her face covered by the blanket, eyes closed still. "oh! don't mind my girlfriend, she's still sleeping even though it's almost 12," i chuckle, looking into the camera screen at y/n with a dumb smile, "um- anyways, this is the foundation i use..."

y/n's pov
i wake up slowly, hearing olivia's voice. "i love an ultralip... i have them in like, every shade," she speaks, "and this is my shade, called pisces, because i'm a pisces." i chuckle tiredly, "really? i thought you were a capricorn," i say sarcastically. "good morning to you too," liv laughs, turning to me, "i'll join you when i've finished making this video, it won't be long." i nod, closing my eyes again.

i shuffle over as olivia comes back into the bed. "what was the video for?" i ask. "a 'get ready with me'," liv says, leaning towards me. i pull away, "are you sure it won't ruin your pisces ultralip?" i smile. "mmm, you're funny," she hums, leaning in once more. i smile, kissing olivia. we pull away, and olivia places her head on my pillow. "you smell nice," i say. "thanks, it's a glossier perfume," liv says.

i bring my finger to my lip, swiping it and looking at my finger. i show liv the smudge of ultralip. she chuckles, bringing her thumb to my lip and wiping it off, "do you wanna come to lunch with my mom?" "yeah, i'd love to! i haven't seen your mom in months," i smile. "okay, get ready!" liv sings, sitting up.

i unlock the car door, opening the door for olivia. "thanks," she says, getting in. after closing her door, i walk to my side. "so we'll pick your mom up, then we go to the restaurant?" i ask, starting up the car. "yep," liv responds. "perfect," i respond, placing my hand palm up on olivia's thigh. she takes the hint, holding my hand as she looks out the window.

i walk slightly in front as olivia and her mom talk, i hear olivia's mom ask a question. "how's y/n treating you?" she asked, in a slightly lower voice. "only the best," liv chuckles.

olivia's mom was skeptical of olivia and i dating, only because of spider-woman. you know, beating people up and stuff. of course, olivia reassured her mom i've never laid a finger on her, and since then, we've been pretty close.

we walk into the restaurant, sitting at a table of 4. i sit down first, and olivia sits next to her mom, opposite me. after ordering, i listen to their conversation. i pick up my phone as it vibrates, reading the number. "sorry, one second," i say, standing up and walking out of the restaurant. i stand to the side, answering the phone call. "hi, this is rachel from teen vogue," she woman spoke, "is this y/n parker?" "hi! yes, it's me," i respond. "just calling up to make sure that you, conan gray, iris apatow and madison hu are still on for tomorrow's interview at 1pm," she reminds. "yeah, of course! that's perfect," i say. "okay great, have a nice rest of your day, y/n." "you too, see you, tomorrow," i say, hanging up.

i sit on the yellow couch, a green screen background behind me. olivia sits next to me, then conan, then iris, then madison on the left, all of us a little squished against each other. "this is my first ever interview, i'm so nervous," i say, making everyone and the crew members laugh. "just relax," a crew member says. "thanks for doing this with me guys," i say, facing everyone.

"hi, i'm y/n parker," i start off. "i'm olivia rodrigo." "i'm conan gray." "i'm iris apatow." "and i'm madison hu," madison finishes. "and we're here at teen vogue to play i dare you!" olivia exclaims. everyone decides that i go first, "i'll go for... a dare." i reach over, choosing a paper from the dare container. i unfold it, reading it. "what's one thing about you that no one knows about," i read, looking up from the paper. "oh, that's a good one," madison says. "um... one thing no one knows about me," i think, "is that i have heightened smell, touch, taste, sight, sound and hearing. so right now i could hear quite literally everyone's heartbeats," i say. "oh my god, seriously?" iris asks. i laugh, nodding. "i didn't even know that," olivia laughs. "okay, you gotta tell us whose is the fastest," conan says. i focus on olivia's heartbeat, which was pretty normal. after focusing on everyone's, i come to my decision. "conan has the fastest heartbeat," i say. "probably from all the coffee," liv laughs, "um, i'll go a dare too."

olivia picks up the paper, reading it. "describe the most attractive thing about each person in the group," she reads, putting the paper on the table, "i didn't know i'd be lying today!" we all laugh, and olivia faces me, "y/n... your lips, for sure. definitely not what comes out of your mouth sometimes, though." i laugh, and she faces conan. "conan... i say your hair and your smile." conan tucks his hair behind his ear with a smirk. "iris, you're a walking goddess, i mean look at her... and then madison, your sense of humor," liv smiles, "and then me, like all the above." we all laugh, and i place a hand on olivia's knee as it was conan's turn. he picks the truth paper. "scared bitch," iris mumbles. "hey!" conan slaps her on the arm, clearing his throat and reading the paper. "what's the longest i've gone without a shower," he reads. "3 months," madison jokes. conan gives her the side eye, looking back at the camera, "probably like a week."

iris picks up a truth paper, "out of all the players, which player would survive an apocalypse, and who would be the first to go?" we all laugh as iris thinks, "okay, y/n's surviving obviously, and... honestly, i think we'd all die." olivia puts her hand on top of mine as we all laugh. madison picks up a truth too, "who takes the longest to get ready? oh, probably conan and or iris."

i decide to pick another dare. i reach for the bucket, clearing my throat as olivia takes her hand off mine. i hold the paper with both my hands. "let someone in your group post something on your instagram story," i read, laughing. i reach behind me, giving my phone to madison who volunteered after going to my instagram story. "okay..." she says, holding the phone up. "hey guys! madison here," she says. olivia leans back into me as i smile at my phone, waving. "we've got iris, conan and the 2 cuties over there, doing a teen vogue interview, which is - fun fact - y/n's very first interview! so stay tuned for that!" we all laugh, and she stops the video, sending it to my story and handing my phone back to me.