chapter ten

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joshua basset

i could not be able to use the correct words to describe how bad it is to see olivia cry, but i knew it was going to happen.

she loved daphne.

i held her in my arms as she sobbed, and i felt so bad, like i couldn't do anything about it.

olivia wiped her tears and walked to the bathroom, and came back, and i smiled at her, and she smiled weakly back.

her phone buzzed, and she picked it up, "hey mom." she said, putting her mom on speaker phone.

"you and josh need to stay here, especially for the funeral on the 27th." her mom said, "okay." olivia said, "dads on his way, he'll be there in 20 minutes, oh, and pack for 9 days." her mom said, hanging up.

we packed our clothes and quickly set them by the front door, and i called tim to tell him that olivia had a family issue, and that we'd be gone for a while.

"i guess you're meeting my dad earlier, love." olivia said, and i chuckled, but gulped, i was nervous and scared.

"relax, he likes you." olivia said, but i couldn't, her dad was 6 foot 2 and 200 something pounds, like the man was built like a bulldog.

i sighed, and olivia grabbed my hand, "just be nice, that's all he wants, dont overdo it babe." she said, as a knock interrupted her.

i nodded at her, and she opened the door to her dad, and she hugged him, and i stepped forward, faking confidence.

"you must be josh." he said, and i nodded, "pleasure to meet you, mr. rodrigo." i said, shaking his hand.

"just call me ivan." (i couldn't find her dads name , sorry!) i nodded, and olivia grabbed my hand, "cmon, let's go." she said, and we grabbed our bags and set them in the car.

she sat with me in the back, and we watched a movie as she laid her head on my shoulder and soon fell asleep.

i fell asleep too, and olivia shook me awake, "we're here!" she said, and i chuckled, rubbing my eyes.

i grabbed her bags and mine and walked into the house that i so fondly remember.

"this is it!" olivia said, leading me through a tour of the house. "it's beautiful." i said, it was true, it was homey and felt like a cottage.

i saw olivias mom, and she ran to hug me, and i hugged her back, i loved olivias mom so much. she loved me too.

i let go and smiled at her, "i missed you." i said, and emily smiled (again, don't know her parents names) "i missed you too, josh." and olivia smiled, but grabbed my hand.

we walked to her room and put our stuff away, thanksgiving was 2 days away, and we had to fly out to LA for the funeral.

we sat on her bed and turned on the small tv, "ooo! the friends thanksgiving episode where rachel makes the trifle." olivia said, and i turned it on.

we watched the episode, and olivia went to the bathroom, and came back. "you're so pretty." i said, and olivia blushed, "no, you're prettyyy." she said.

i chuckled and she laid next to me, and i kissed her, and she kissed back, and i smiled at her, she was perfect.

"you're perfect." i said, and olivia smiled, "far from it, but go on." and i chuckled grabbing a guitar.

i started to play her anyone else, which i wrote for her, and she watched me with a dreamy look on her face.

"i don't want anyone else." i said, (i don't know if that's a line bc my service isn't working and i can't pull up the song.)

i finished the end, and i smiled at olivia, "i love youuu." i said, and she smiled, "i love you too, i guess." and i laughed.

"no, i do love you, just more than you love me." she said, and i shook my head, "we should post on instagram." i said, and olivia nodded.

we got in front of her sun mirror and i held her up and her feet were out as she took the picture, and put some videos we had taken next to it.

there was one of me skating and falling flat on my ass, which was two weeks ago, and i smiled at the camera.

i love you, weirdo.

olivia.rodrigo tagged you in a post.

i liked it and commented, i love you too, or something. <3 olivia smiled and i took a picture of her.

i had a bunch of photos from behind the scenes and put them all together, before captioning it.

i like shiny things but i'd marry you with paper rings. -t.s. lover album.

i smiled as she read it, because i included a video of her singing paper rings, and she commented.

omg omg, i love this, and you! <3

we put our phones down and went back to watching tv.

a/n - i wrote majority of this on the bus and in a walmart so pls don't hate on the quality, but i made it long instead.

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