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home is a person - seven

a/n - please vote!

2 weeks later
olivia sees y/n walk into the classroom. she watches her sit in her usual spot, a few rows in front, surrounded by strangers. olivia would've sat with her, but there was no seat around her that was free, and y/n had chosen to sit there the first day she came. olivia looks away, listening to conan's conversation with iris.

olivia spends the rest of the lesson glancing at y/n, multitasking and paying attention to the teacher. y/n didn't turn around to look at olivia, didn't talk to anyone around her. olivia felt so bad.

y/n drives the two of them home in silence. olivia still felt bad. "y/n?" she says. "yeah?" y/n asks. "why don't you try making friends?" olivia asks.

y/n stares at her shoes. "why do you keep asking about this?" y/n asks. "it's... it's just because i see you by yourself a lot of time- all the time, when i'm not with you," olivia says. "what's wrong with being by myself?" y/n asks. "nothing. i'm just saying that maybe it'd be good for you to have friends," olivia suggests. "and i already told you i don't need friends," y/n says, getting a little sterner. "but why, y/n? what's the harm?" olivia looks at her. "because i don't need them," y/n says, "are you insecure that your girlfriend doesn't have any friends? did someone at school say something about that?" "what? no, y/n," olivia says, "i'm just saying, because i feel bad."

"i'm not miserable when i'm not with you, olivia," y/n stops at a red light, "some people prefer to be alone sometimes. you don't need to feel bad for me, because i don't feel bad for myself." olivia stays quiet. so does y/n.

y/n lays in her bed, staring at the ceiling as she turns the music up on her headphones. was she too harsh on olivia? she didn't need olivia to keep watching over her. she knew how to handle herself. not everyone wanted friends.

olivia wipes the tears from her eyes as she pulls the blanket up to her shoulder. she shouldn't have mentioned it. 

the two girls eat in silence at the dinner table, olivia's parents talking. "why're you two so quiet?" jennifer notices. "just... tired," olivia answers for the both of them.

it was almost twelve. neither of them could sleep. olivia takes a deep breath, getting out of bed and walking to y/n's room. the lightly knocks. "come in," she hears.

olivia walks in, closing the door and looking at y/n in bed. y/n looks up from her phone, turning it off and placing it on her bedside table. "can we talk?" olivia asks, eyes already watering. 

y/n doesn't notice, nodding and sitting up, "yeah." olivia walks over, sitting on y/n's bed and facing her. "i'm sorry, y/n," olivia whispers. "i'm sorry, too," y/n says. "no, i'm being so controlling," olivia says, "you just look so... sad when you're by yourself." "i'm not sad," y/n shakes her head, "i just like to be by myself." "i know, i'm sorry," olivia says, keeping her eyes down. "olivia, do you not want me to hang out with you at school, or at home? is that why you want me to make friends? so you wouldn't have to hang out with me as much?"

olivia widens her eyes, looking up at y/n, "holy shit, no, y/n! you know how much i love hanging out with you." "i know, but maybe it's too much," y/n says. "it can never be too much," olivia says, "i promise. i want you around me twenty-four seven. you know, i actually want you around more." "okay," y/n whispers. "i'm sorry, y/n," olivia says. "no, i know you're just looking out for me," y/n says, "and... i did hate being alone when i had nowhere to go. but now i've got you, and your parents. i do like being alone when i want to. don't feel bad, liv. i can understand where you come from, and how you can feel bad when you see people by themselves. i promise you i don't mind." "okay," olivia says, eyes watering even more. 

y/n closes her eyes as they meet in the middle, lips touching. y/n feels a tear roll down her cheek, and it wasn't hers. she pulls away from olivia's lips, looking as she sees olivia crying.