Change My Mind | Gracie X Olivia

the aftermath (26)

This time, when I woke up next to gracie, it was fully clothed, and with a pounding headache.
"Fuck" I cursed under my breath as I turned my head to face the other side of the bed only to see gracie protectively holding me tight. Her hands wrapped around my torso. As I felt her start to shift behind me, I knew she was waking up. "Morning love," I said as she opened her eyes, greeting me with a tired smile.

"Morning, livie," she rasped out, sending butterflies shooting through my stomach. with her, I was on cloud 9. I just hoped she felt the same. As she rubbed her eyes, she slowly realised the position the two of us were in. I looked back to her. her eyes were so wide I thought they'd pop out of her head. Of course, the redness in her face wasn't helping her case whatsoever. If anything, they were helping me come to that conclusion. "Oh- uh, sorry about that," she chuckled, scratching the back of her neck as we sat against the headboard.

I checked my phone for the time as I joined her sitting against the headboard. As I looked at the phone screen, I saw the time, 2 pm, and two unread messages from my manager Jesse. One was a link to a celebrity news article, and the other read:
"Olivia, I thought we talked about this. You need to stop hooking up with people in the public eye. You're gaining a reputation. "

"Well shit." I said, looking up from my phone to gracie "there's photos of us last night along with a fucking article. It says nothing about you, so I think they couldn't see who you were, "

"I mean, at least they don't know its me and think you're a homewreaker?" Gracie replied, trying to lighten the mood but only ended up making the situation worse.
"Am I a homewreaker?" I asked as tears started to pool in my eyes "gracie im sorry, I just I need time, to... process, " i said, rushing to get my things from around the room.

I left the room in a disorganised hurry, though, closely followed by gracie, who placed a hand on my shoulder and turned me as I started to say my goodbyes. I could see her opening her mouth to speak but ul deciding against it, leaving us there looking at one another in silence. I approached her, leaning over and throwing my arms around her neck as our lips connected in a sudden kiss. i felt her shocked expression slowly fade as she smiled into the kiss. We soon pulled away with dumb smiles plastered onto a faces as we avoided eye contact "one for the road?" I asked, and without hesitation, she lauched forwards grabbing onto my waist as we melted into one another's lips.

"Hate to break it to you, ciecie, but I really gotta go." I chuckled as we broke apart. "You can text me later though, preferably not at 2am," I said as I left. The second that door shut a massive grin spread on my face, I honestly felt like squealing. I finally got what I wanted, her.

As I walked into the elevator from gracies apartment, Deja vu struck again from that horrible night I got drugged by 'he who shall not be named'

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As I walked to the door of my apartment, I saw my manager, Jesse, in the hallway waiting for me. Before u could ask him what he was doing, he spoke up.

"Olivia what the fuck is that picture. You know I love you honestly. I've been your manager since you were 16, and I was 20, but you can't keep doing this, going out and hooking up with randos. You're gaining a reputation that the media is eating up, " they said in a stern voice as he pulled me inside my own apartment.

"First of all, she's not some rando second of all. It was 4am. I didn't think there were any paps around." I replied as I put down my bag before turning to face Jesse again.

"If it wasn't some rando, then who was the special girl who got to hook up with THE Olivia Rodrigo?" Jesse asked, looking deep into my eyes, which kinda freaked me out.

"Um, don't hate me, but... gracie y'know abrams, " i said, looking away from the man because I had predicted his reaction pretty accurately.

"JESUS OLIVIA. SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND"

"Yeah, I know it's a little wrong, but the damage is already done. Also, lower your voice! "

"A little wrong? Olivia, it's unethical, and I swear to God that if the media finds out about this, you and gracie are screwed. I can see the headlines now. 'Olivia rodrigo homewreaker breaking up Hollywood's it-couple gracie abrams and leo Stirling' neither you nor gracie will be put in a good light, if this gets out" he sighed as he grabbed a sprite from the fridge and placing himself on the couch.

"All I'm saying is that this isn't some one night stand that we just forget about, I really like her. Besides, we didn't even hook up this time as far as I know. " I said nonchalantly.

"This time?! This has happened before?" Jesse asked with wide eyes fuelled with shock.
"Umm, y'know I think that's a good way to end this conversation, I have some business to attend to, and you probably do too, so it's best you be on your way out." Olivia chuckled nevously

As she basically slammed the door shut, a sigh of relief left her stressed body, as she made her way to the kitchen for an advil to help her hangover, her phone chimed with a text from tate.

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T: Who's the special girl 😗😗

O: tate istg

T: Oh, come on, just tell me, livie loo 🙂🙂

O: First of all, never call me that again. Second of all, I don't want to out anyone

T: ok fair - wait, do I know them at least

O: Maybe..

T: Oooooooo

O: ok I gtg ttyl 💗

T: Bye-bye, livie loo 🙂🙂

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I hate that I can't tell anyone about us. Well, except Jesse because he signed an nda when he became my manager. It's like I said I need to process this situation so I don't do anything dumb like usual. I just.. like her so much it makes me sick like she's straight from he'll just to torture me with her beauty only to be double bitch slapped by the road blocks that are her boyfriend and the media. She's left me with nothing. There's no explanation to why she can't break up with her boyfriend, no conformation on what we are were just stuck in between.

A/n: kenzi don't murder me for making you wait this long. I promise the next chapters got some big things planned 😉
(Not smut u horny rats)

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