𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄. 𝙟𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙖

chapter three

olivia rodrigo

fuck, i cant believe she's here.

when josh and i are filming we share an apartment, and matt and sophia are in the apartment next to us.

josh told me that sabrina was going to be here and that i probably should stay away from his room, ya know. for "noise control" they're fucking.

in my own apartment for gods sake!

well, technically it's shared but, ya know... i had it first. i sighed while i sat at my piano keyboard.

i decided to put a twist on heather.

they still remember, 3rd of december.
her in his sweater, he said it looked better on her than it did him.
only if he knew, how much she liked him.

but he stares right threw her sore eyes, sadder than the night sky.
they've got him mesmerized while she dies.
why did he have to kiss her?
infront of the whole damn city.

they asked for his sweater.
she hates polyester.
he likes them better.
she wished she was heather..

that's all i'm releasing.

i sang it as i played my gitaur, and posted it. likes and comments flooded in. i liked the ones that were nice.

josh and sabrina were walking out, and i grabbed my blue guitar and headed to my room, i decided to go live on ig.

"hey guys, what do you want me to sing?" i daid, resting my head on the neck of the guitar.

user2728292- miss this!

"here's miss this." i said, setting the guitar in my lap.

right now i'm sitting in my room
writing a song
it's never felt like home here
but i guess it's not far off

mom is in the kitchen
and my clothes are on the floor
i'm sick of this position
with one foot out the door

and i live in the suburbs
it's a quick drive into town
i pretend it's new york city
when no one else is around
and there's parents

and their kids are in their lawn
i forgot that in a year it'll be gone
i miss this, but i'm living it
wish i could grab life by the shoulders

and scream i'm sick of getting older
cause i miss this, but i'm living it
one day i'll move on
one day i'll move out

and i'll wish that
i was where i am right now

everyone sent in those emoji things and i smiled, "thank you." i said, and i shut off the live.

i looked up and saw josh, "how long have you been there, stalker?" i said, "long enough to hear that voice." he said, his hands in his pocket.

"you definitelyyyy sound like a stalker." i said, and he sat down next to me, "you know, sabrina and i weren't doing anything..." he said.

i searched his eyes to see what emotion he was masking, "what do i care? you guys are together. i'm not gonna tell you what to do." i said, setting my guitar carefully in its case.

he looked shocked, and i let it slide, "what?" i said, and he sighed, "i guess, i feel kinda bad because here's you and i, broken up, and i have another girl in the house." he said, rubbing his neck.

"again, we're not together, not my problem, and i'm not jealous." i said, but secretly i was. i wanted to kill sabrina.

"yeah you are." josh said, taking my hand, "i know you whether than anyone, liv." he said, and i looked at our hands.

i practically ripped my hands out of his soft grip, "i've changed, you know. oh wait, you wouldn't. you ghosted me so you could go fuck a rich blonde girl who's everything i want to be." i said.

"liv, i don't want to fight." he said, and i chuckled, "you came in here." i said, and he looked at me, "okay, look liv. i get it, you're mad, you're upset but you can't turn back time." josh said, and i nodded.

"but you can influence your future." i said, grabbing my mini backpack which had all the essentials.

josh followed me through the house, "liv, please. i- please." he said, and i grabbed my keys, turning around to him.

"your girlfriends waiting." i snapped back, pointing at our couch, and leaving. josh looked helpless.