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complicated - two

a/n - please vote!

y/n's pov , the next day
i look up as olivia walks into the library, coming late from her dentist appointment. i look at her outfit, looking at her neck. i look away, looking again. her neck that once held the necklace i had given her, was now bare.

my heart drops to the bottom of my feet.

was she finally done with me? i didn't realize how much i depended on that necklace i gave her. i was still surprised she wore it after she broke up with me.

i knew she was gonna take it off sooner or later. but then, after a few weeks, maybe she'd still want to keep it on. i suppose not.

i make the stupid mistake to look up at her as she walks over to us. she was already looking at me. i look away before i try to read her face.

"hey," olivia says, sitting on the opposite couch. everyone greets liv, but i can't dare to look up from the table. 

a few seconds go by. i was trying not to burst into tears. i try to tell myself it was just a necklace, but it was so much more than that.

i stand up, walking out of the booth, "i need to go to the bathroom." i start to walk away, taking a deep breath as i look forward.

olivia's pov
i watch y/n walk out of the library, turning the corner. she noticed as soon as i walked in. maybe she was looking every day, wondering if i would take it off. i felt like shit.

"she noticed, didn't she?" conan asks. i take a deep breath, looking up at him, "yep."

y/n was gone for the rest of the period, but we had music next. i wonder if she would be there.

i sit down, conan sitting a seat away from me. i look up as gracie walks in, turning her head a little back as she talks to someone. y/n walks in, talking to gracie. 

they part ways as gracie goes to sit on the other side of conan, starting to talk to her friends. i look at y/n's neck, seeing her necklace still on.

she doesn't keep eye contact with me, sitting in between conan and i. conan and i don't say anything about her long bathroom break. 

i look at y/n as she writes in her book. conan was occupied with gracie, so i take the chance to talk to y/n. the last time i was this genuinely nervous with y/n would be when we had our first date. the other times i was nervous, it was okay, since i knew y/n and that she would forgive me if i fucked up.

"are you okay?" i whisper to her. y/n looks at me, looking away as she nods. "y/n, you can talk to me," i tell her. "i know," y/n says, but it seemed like she was just saying that so i would stop talking to her about it. maybe y/n thinks that she can't talk to me, or i don't wanna listen to her. "promise me you know?" i ask her softly, making her stop writing.

y/n's pov
did promises even mean anything to her? she promised we'd be together for the rest of our lives, said that i was the love of her life. "olivia, it's fine," i tell her, "just don't worry about it." "sorry," she whispers, clearly hurt.

the bell goes, and i stand up, packing everything up. "hey, are you coming after school?" conan asks. "where?" i ask back, putting my shoulder strap over my shoulders. "we're going out to eat," conan says, "with everyone." "uh..." i take a sigh. i honestly didn't wanna go. i was so over today.

olivia's pov
i look at the empty chair in the restaurant y/n would've sat in after we order our food. would it be too much to put the necklace back on? what if i put it on and y/n took hers off? 

we start to talk about y/n. we've talked previously about what would happen to the group if y/n and i broke up. i didn't think that it would happen, so i barely put any thought into it. "do you think y/n'll hang out with us anymore?" iris asks. "i don't know," madison sighs, "i know she has, like, so many other friends. i was always kinda shocked how she chose to hang with us." "i know, right?" conan looks at me, "do you still want y/n hanging out with us?"