In which Olivias management highers Gracie Abrams to open for her sour tour, the only problem is Cameron Macy (Olivia's boyfriend) and the rest of his family hate the Abrams family.
Gracie Abrams x Olivia Rodrigo
Tw: mentions of sexual assault, parental issues and sex (not smut u horny bitches)
Olivia woke up next to gracie, their bare body's intertwined from the events of the night before. A smile crossed her face as she thought about that night internally screaming as her mind gawked over they beautiful woman that lay beside her with a thin layer of hair draped over her masterpiece of a gace that looked like god himself took melenia to chisel out. After giving herself at least 20 minutes of enjoying the girls warm embrace, she decided to use her phone to pass the time, though she never left the arms of her beloved. ____________________________________________________________twitter__________________
@tehe118: Does anyone else think that gracie new boyfriend looks a lot like liv. Look at this #gracelivia
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(Reply) @stirlingl0v3r: Stop making up drama leo, and gracie is happy, and you're just trying to ruin their perfectly happy relationship with your make-believe couple of gracie and Olivia. Both girls are straight, so stop making shit up to stir up drama. ^ (Creator replies) @tehe118: All I was saying they look very alike considering gracie dated both, though not confimed betweenthe girls - also, gracie has publicly confirmed she's bi, and liv and gracie literally kissed on stage infro t of like 2000 people, so if thats not proof that they were together, idk what is.
@celebNews: Gracie abrams removed Amelie from her setlist after crying on stage at a concert last night while singing it. Could her and "Amelie" no longer be friends? Follow to stay updated.
(Reply) @weeniesgf: Amelie? about a friend? Tell me you're joking. ^ @taygracie17
what do they mean by that. I never listened to the album, partly because I knew it wouldn't help the pain of her leaving me without a simple farewell and partiality because I knew at least one song pn the record was going to be about me.
Gracie began to slowly shift beside liv, tightening her grip on the brunette as she buried her head in the crook of my neck. "Hey, abrams, mind if i ask you something," i asked, looking into her tired but blissful eyes before, turning her phone towards gracie. I saw as Her eyes began to widen at the post she was shown about comparing me to Gracie's boyfriend. "Mind explaining what they mean by boyfriend considering we had the time of our life last night without a boyfriend in sight." I said as we sat up, still staring at one another's bare bodies with flushed faces.
"Liv, please just let me explain -" she said before being cut off by me.
"No, you don't get to explain. You leave me high and dry for months without even the slightest warning giving me a complete 180 of you. Just for you to come back with a boyfriend who looks just like me. And worse, I find out after you cheated on him with me! God Cameron was wrong about a lot of things, but this is where he was right. You never liked me I really was just a good fuck who's just your type." I shot in a low morning voice as I slowly pinned her to the headboard of my bed as each second struck a pin in my pin cushion of a heart that people were somehow drawn to abusing. I was on top of her, only inches away from her face. Her eyes continuously flicked between my lips and my eyes as her breath caught in her throat even through out bickering she still managed to be in love with me.
Suddenly, the door swung open to show a. Shocked Tate walking in on the girls in their indecent state. "Shit, sorry!" She screamed, throwing her hand over her eyes. The girls pulled apart while scrambleing to find clothes around the room from the aftermath of last night. "You wouldn't respond to my texts, so I thought you were like going through something. I didn't think you'd be having sex! Especially not with fucking gracie!"
"Still, Mind knocking next time tate!" I said with a fully maroon coloured face as she finished pitting on clothing. "You can open your eyes now," Tate let out a sigh of relief that the girls now had clothes on even though she was still wildly confused. "Wait, gracie, didn't you live in coneticout now?" She said before letting out a shocked gasp before flinging her hands over her mouth.
Gracies pov:
As tate and olivia screamed at me, erging me for answers on what I'd done, all I saw was my parents. I bit my tongue as I had done countless times before and heard their voices slowly fade to my parents. I remembered my teenage years and how this gave a subtle essence of Deja vu, I was just a kid whose innocence was taken too early for anyone's liking. My thoughts started to invade, tightening my chest with every bad memory that arose from the archives of my memory.
"Wait, liv, shut up she's not all here!" Tate yelled nervously, inspecting me. I sat there with tears filling my eyes and a bleeding tongue to keep the flood gates closed and shut. If I conceal my emotions, they can't be damaged was my general mindset since a young age. A mindset enforced by the iron fist of my parents who couldn't care less about emotions but couldn't care more about our public image. They'd constantly scream at me and my brothers during our adolescence over the smallest shit.
"The fuck you mean she's not all here?!" Liv snarked back to tate though the both of them were brcoming increasingly concerned at my situation.
I started to mumble under by breath the repeated word of sorry as my eyes began to flow with tears. An uncontrollable shake came over me as I continued to apologise. The girls looked to me with scared faces as if I were a monster. I expected them to leave me there and call me crazy, but they stayed. They helped me through it, and liv whispered sweet nothings in my ear, letting me know I wasn't alone. As I eventually calmed down, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed that they saw me like that. I mean, the girl that I love and her best friend saw me have a fucking panic attack on her bedroom floor. It felt like shit.
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We sat on the sofa with cups of tea, which we all silently sipped from our cups for minutes on end before Olivia finally broke the ice. "I promise im not gonna yell at you like last time I asked this, but why did you actually come here?" she asked with curiosity behind the glimer in her brown doe eyes.
"Because I missed you," I mumbled in response. "If you missed me so much, why did you leave?" Olivia asked with confusion painted onto her face as she took another sip of her tea. "Because I had to. You don't understand he made me leave." I replied swiftly, yet I answered, still stumbling over my words. "Who made you, and why can you come back now?" Tate asked me as she put her tea back onto the coffee table.
"Cameron made me... but his daddy's money ass is gonna have to rot in jail or a fucking mental asylum now." I said while pulling my hair back into a ponytail after setting down my drink. Tate's eyes widened at my words.
"WHAT?! SINCE WHEN!?" She asked as her jaw dropped as low as that submarine. "Wait, you haven't seen? Tate, it's been all over the news." Olivia added as she put her mug next to Tate's on the table.
"Girl, no, I've been in the studio all week." She said, making a pouty face to our comments. She had a new album coming soon, so her neimg in the studio was a common occurrence according to liv.
"Your loss for not checking the news then," Olivia remarked in response to Tate's attitude. "Anyway, my team is urging me to post something on insta in the next hour. y'all wanna take a selfie?" Liv continued changing the topic. Her comment was greeted by small agreements from tate and I.
After posting the photo, liv turned back to me with a more serious face, and I knew exactly what was coming from her, and the second it came from her plump lips, a peircing pain shot through my aching heart. "So who's the new man you got. And why is he my lookalike?"
I began to stutter, tiptoeing over the answers her hear was throwing at her, deeming them to not be good enough for this conversation. Silence fell over the room as tate and olivia stared at the girl who looked deep in thought. Though she didn't think liv could ever be happy with the real answer.
A/n: I don't have this planned out now, so it got really hard to write. Sorry for the wait on this one
