Olivia Rodrigo Oneshots

You're Special

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Earth 24

"The weird thing is, I have no clue how SOUR is that popular." Olivia says.

"You're special." I say.

Yeah, you, baby, you
You're something special

"No, I'm not." Olivia says blushing.

"I know you are. Do you know how many records Driver's License broke?" I say.

Baby, I know

"That was just luck. Everyone just so happened to be going through a break-up, I guess." She says.

"No. You're just incredibly talented. I'm starting to think that I'm wasting your time." I say.

I know what you're thinkin'
Maybe, maybe, I'm wasting your time

"No, you're not." She says.

"I may go back and forth a lot, but I promise you that I'm not gonna waste your time." I say.

But I promise, but I promise
I know that I go back and forth
But I won't let you, I won't let you, I won't let you down

"I know." She says smiling.

"Are you still sober?" She asks.

"Yeah." I say.

Yeah
I meant it when I told you I would change

"You're still at your parents' house? You haven't ran away?" She asks.

"Yeah." I say.

Meant it when I told you I would stay

"Good. You know I just want the best for you, right?" She says.

"Yes." I say.

"Okay." She says.

"I really hate not being able to see you in person." I say.

Sick of talkin' on the phone, babe

"Me too." She says.

"You should move to LA and stay with me." She says.

Time to pack your car and come to my state

"That sounds great." I say.

"Please tell me you're not joking." She says.

"Uh, I'm not." I say.

You know I ain't playin'

"I'll pay for your ticket just tell me when you're ready to move." Olivia says.

I sent you some money, yeah, hop in the car

"Maybe Monday next week, I can't wait though." I say.

And get on the road, here we go

"Okay, I'll gonna send you money to play for your flight." She says.

"I gotta be honest." She says.

Baby, I can't lie

"I'm really nervous about all of this. I've never done this before." She says.

I'm a little bit, I'm a little bit scared right now, girl, girl, yeah

"I am too, but I think it'll go just fine." I say.

Olivia smiles and the door opens.

"Who are you talking to?" Dad asks.

"Be nice." Olivia whispers.