Olivia Rodrigo Oneshots

Sober

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I open my eyes and groan quietly.

I can barely remember what happened last night.

"You should chill on the drinks." Trevor says.

"It'll be fine." I say.

"You're gonna regret this in the morning." Trevor says.

Oh, I know that I'll regret this when I'm sober

"Not if I get with her." I say.

I drink the final shot and walk towards the girl.

But, every shot I'm getting closer, getting closer

I hate that Trevor is always right.

I shift and Olivia holds onto me tighter.

Wouldn't be in this situation if I had stayed sober.

Is it true that 80 proof is the reason I'm with you?

"I gotta go." I say getting up.

"Why?" Olivia asks sitting up.

"Work." I say.

"I'll call you." I say

"Okay." She says.

I grab my phone and leave.

Oh, I know that I'll regret this when it's over

Time Skip

"Where have you been?" Trevor asks.

"Shut up." I mumble.

"I told you so." Trevor says.

Oooo-oooo ooo ooo (you know)

"Coffee machine's broken so I bought you some." Trevor says.

"Thank you." I say as he hands me a cup.

"How was it?" Trevor asks.

"What do you mean? I just slept with a random girl, not like I haven't done that before." I say.

Oooo-oooo ooo (story of my fucking life, haha)

"That "random girl" is Olivia Rodrigo." Trevor says.

"I have no idea who that is." I say.

"You know the girl who go her driver's license." He says.

"OK?" I ask.

"Wait? The girl from Bizaardvark?" I ask.

"What?" He asks.

"When I first saw you Blobfish, I said I really like your smile." I sing.

"So you know who she is?" He asks.

"I guess." I say.

"Paparazzi, being the noisy bitches they are, saw you leave her house." He says.

"That's cool." I say.