MADS🤍 & TATE🧚🏻♀️ want to facetime... ACCEPT | DECLINE
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"we weren't sure if we should call, are you with the british? tate was the first to speak
"not yet, i'm on my way to his hotel tho." olivia showed the car
"girl, make him stay at yours." madison said and laughed. "he's gonna end up there, so whats the point in paying for a hotel."
"he booked the hotel, i wasn't going to tell him to just stay at mines, i'm not that desperate." she rolled her eyes and licked her ice cream.
"aren't you?" tate smiled
"are you guys going out or what? madison asked.
"we're having dinner, and then i don't know, i believe we're going to the cinema" she shrugged.
"you lool really calm, are you okay?" tate asked and looked at her.
"i'm fine, i mean, i have already seen him."
"yeah, drunk and naked, this is a date." madison stopped aplying mascara to look at her phone.
"well, when you put it like that... and it isnt a date." olivia added
"then what the hell is it, he literally flew all the way here to see you." tate replied as she was writing something. "your silence is everything we needed." she added.
"bitch, i'm here, i'll call you later, love y'all!"
"take care, love you!"
"you better get laid."
"tate!"
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olivia rolled her eyes and blocked her phone, she looked outside and saw kit waiting for her, they were actually going to have dinner at the hotels restaurant, kit told her that he read that the food was good.
"fuck my life, honestly." she closed her eyes for a second, and after saying thanks to her chofer, she finally closed the door of the car behind her.
kit looked up from his phone when he heard steps coming closer, and thats when they comnected their eyes, the british smiled at her.
"hey." olivia said and smiled too.
"hi, you look good."
the singer smiled even more and looked down so he couldn't see her red cheeks.
"so, shall we?" he signaled to the inside, after olivia nodded, kit opened the door for her, ans both walked inside, they had a reservation that a girl walked them to.
"so, how's my song going?" kit asked.
"are you really that worried that i'd write a song about you?" olivia laughed and took her wine glass.
"not worried, i just want a song for me." he shrugged. "anyways, are you recording?"
"yeah, i'm working on my second album, i already want to finish it and publish it."
"and how long is it going to take?"
"well, i have one more song to publish next month, and then the album in like two months, maybe." olivia closed her eyes like she was mentally counting. "what about you? are you filming?"
"we go back next week, we had like a lil' stop because one of the directors gave birth." he smiled.
"aw, that's cute." she pouted. "i love the series by the way, it's such a good representation for us."
"us?"
"i'm bisexual." she smiled. "aren't you too, tho? we can crush on the same people."
"thank god you said it, i'm in love with taylor swift."
"get in the back of the motherfucking line, mate." olivia pretended to point a non existing line. "i've been here for years." she added.
they finally got their food, and the girl that brought it, looked at both of them, like she clearly knew who they were.
"i think we're busted." kit muttered.
"yeah, it took long tho." she laughed. "i love your accent, by the way, it's like more british than normal."
"yeah, mine's pretty british. you do know you sound like, so american, right?"
olivia smiled and nodded, her brain working like a machine as he talked about her being this so american girl.
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