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twenty - olivia pov

furrowing my eyebrows, i texted back.

olivia - sounds like a personal problem 😋
olivia - but for the record, i was thinking about you too.

i decided to walk downstairs to make some breakfast.

my phone buzzed, and i unlocked it.

justin💖 - You're so fucking cute
justin💖 - Can I call you? Or FaceTime again? I wanna hear your voice 😩

i smiled, and replied.

olivia - i just woke up, so ignore my hair, but yeah, you can ft me 😇

i put my hair in to a bun, set my phone up against a cabinet.

my ringtone went off, and i almost instantly tapped the 'answer' button.

"hi baby," justin said. jesus, his deep voice has me fucked up.

"hello," i said, reaching in to the fridge to get a few eggs.

"what are you doing?" he asked as i showed him my eggs.

"cooking breakfast for me and bae," i replied as he tilted his head and his eyes widened.

he cleared his throat and asked, "you uh- have a boyfriend?"

i laughed, tossing the egg shells in to the trash can.

"no, my bae is my roommate," i said.

he sighed, and replied with "oh. okay."

"i just forgot that she didn't come home last night, so i made way too many eggs. fuck." i said, hearing justin laugh.

A/N; fourth update today gah damn im on a roll