high school enemies - four

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olivia's pov
"i can't believe how much you're hanging out with y/n," conan laughs. "i know, it's kind of weird, actually," i admit, chuckling, "i'm actually going over to hers after school." "you are?!" iris asks, shocked, "i didn't realize this was a regular thing." "yeah, i don't know," i say, "i'm kind of going there to hang out with her brother, but i wouldn't mind spending time with y/n, too. she's been getting less annoying lately." "so have you when you're with her," conan mentions. "wait, y/n has a brother?" madison asks. "yeah! he's the cutest baby ever. let me show you," i take out my phone, going onto instagram. 

"since when do you guys follow each other?" iris asks, laughing along with the others. "since... yesterday," i smile, tapping onto y/n's highlights and skipping to a more recent photo. 

i get into y/n's car, closing the door as y/n starts the car up. "hungry, sunshine?" she asks. i smile at the nickname. as much as i showed y/n i hated it, i actually didn't mind it. it was kind of cute. i answer, "no, i'm okay. are you?" "nope," she answers, starting to drive.

i pick connor up, and he laughs as i throw him slightly in the air, before catching him. "hi, connor!" i smile, hugging him tight. "hi," he says, quietly and breathlessly as he giggles. i hear a kiss noise from y/n, and i turn my head, seeing her kissing connor's head for a second before walking past.

i kneel on y/n's bed, hands on connor's waist as he bends his knees. "jump!" i exclaim, lifting him up. connor laughs as i place him down, and i smile as i feel y/n's hand over my mouth, cheeks going red as her arm wraps around me, before she pulls us onto the bed.

y/n groans playfully, connor laughing as he watches y/n take her hand off my mouth. i close my eyes, sticking out my tongue lazily to the side as i play dead. "oh no!" y/n takes her arm off me, and i hear the bed shift, "what happened, connor?!" "sleeping!" connor says, and i try my hardest not to laugh as y/n does.

"can you wake her up?" y/n asks, shaking me. i feel a light shake on my waist. "wake up!" connor exclaims. "wake up, liv!" y/n says, matching his energy. "wake up, liv!" connor repeats. i open my eyes, and connor smiles wider as i smile.

i look at y/n as she lays down, connor asleep beside y/n. "so... i have my game tomorrow," y/n says. "and...?" i ask, smiling because i knew what y/n was hinting to. "and... are you gonna come?" she asks. "i don't know," i sigh loudly, "should i?" "if you want to," she says. "well... my friends are actually going," i say, "maybe." "maybe?" she asks. "do you want me to go?" i ask, smiling. "if you wanna go, then i'd want you to go." "just tell me if you want me to go or not." "if i say, will you go?" she asks. "so you want me to go?"

y/n furrows her eyebrows, thinking for a second before she laughs. "yeah, i want you to come," she says, "have you ever been to any of the games?" "maybe one," i say, "or two." "you're so boring," she says. "i won't go if you call me boring. take it back," i tell her. "okay, sorry. i take it back," she apologizes, and i chuckle, nodding. "thought so."

i lay on my stomach, close to y/n. "you're gonna have to try extra hard to impress me since i'm coming," i tell her, smiling softly as her hand goes to my braid, playing with the bottom of it. "oh, i'll be at the top of my game, that i won't even be in the game anymore," y/n smiles. "i hope so," i tell her.

y/n stares at my braid with a small smile, almost seeming out of it. she hums softly, nodding slightly.

"you okay?" i ask her. she looks at me, chuckling and letting go of my hair, "yeah, sorry." she looked so flustered. 

i laugh, shuffling closer to her. i put an arm over to the other side of her body and leaning over her chest. "are you nervous for your game?" i ask her. she says, "i'm not sure. a little. excited to play, though." "that's good," i say, "well, you always play good." "how would you know?" she asks, chuckling as her arm goes onto my back.

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