inwhich! you and lamine get into a dispute that was made public by paparazzi, you took a break from seeing eachother for a week, and you break the silence by posting a snippet of “stupid song” to your instagram.
frannytalks! i studied english harder than ever before in 2021 because of olivia rodrigo haha, this is one of my favorites of hers on her new album. (this is so very short btw.) i hope you like this! please like, reblog, & comment if you’d like to be added to my l. yamal taglist!
you had seen a post online of lamine with another girl, they actually weren’t doing anything, they were just close and it made you upset. you had told him how much you didn’t like him going to parties without you and without letting you know.
you two were having a nice dinner when you brought it up, he always got closed off whenever you two would have argument about other girls. he knew that you knew about his past and you weren’t insecure, but it was always in the back of your mind.
he had gotten fed up with you and paid the bill, not even making sure you were behind him when you left. you had to run up to him to catch up.
“what the hell!?” you semi-yelled at him, grabbing his arm which he snatched back.
“let go of me,” he glared at you turning around, “you always do this, why don’t you trust me!?”
“why don’t i trust you?” you scoffed, “maybe because of your past?”
“and you think i’d do that to you?” he sighed, “i love you more than any stupid song could ever say, y/n.”
you nod your head no, “it’s hard to believe when i see pictures like that.” you pause, “and all those girls are the parties are so cool.”
“you’re so fucking dramatic, i can’t stand it sometimes.” he mumbles the last part which crushed you heart a bit.
“what?” you stutter slightly.
“nothing. i’m gonna drop you off at your place.” he said turning around, that’s when you noticed a couple paparazzi to your left.
“fuck.” you whispered to yourself, wiping your eyes.
the car ride was quiet, when he pulled into your apartment parking lot you expected him to say something, but he didn’t. you took your things and got out, he drove away before you got inside, which he never did.
you threw your stuff to the side, heading straight for bed without charging your phone or changing clothes. you fell asleep face down, your arms touching your forehead for support.
you woke up the next morning with no text from lamine, but instead a million text messages from your friends. they were sending you videos, pictures, and tweets about you and lamine from last night. they were all asking what happened, if you two were still together, and if you were okay.
you decided you couldn’t deal with it right then and there, so you ignored everyone by turning your phone off, and keeping it on silence for the next couple of days. you didn’t go to work or even leave your apartment. you spent your days sleeping, eating, and looking back at pictures you had of your boyfriend across your place.
you went into your artsy room where you would paint, write, read, and play your piano. you hadn’t touched your piano in months, it even had some dust on the keys. you cleaned it and decided to play. at first it was random, but you were replaying lamine’s words in your head, “i love you more than any stupid song could ever say.” and your words, “all those girls are those parties are so cool.”
you hummed it until you started connecting more words together. you spent the rest of the day writing down lyrics and piano notes, as well as recording your voice and listening to it back.
you took a quick video of you singing the part “and i love you more than any stupid song could ever say”, while playing the piano and posted it on your instagram. along with a picture he took of you recently and a picture of your recent date.
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with that lamine instantly called you, apologizing, telling you how much he missed you and was scared to reach out. he came over the same hour.
you cuddle with him for the rest of the day, he apologizes a million times, and asks you to sing your song over and over again for him, which you gladly do.
“thank you, now we’re even after i dedicated all those celebrations to you, yeah?” he jokes from behind you after you finish playing the song once more.
“a song beats a million goal celebrations.” you laugh back, leaning against him.
he wraps his arms around you, feeling your hands and each individual finger, “you’re so special, you know that?”
you try not to blush, “i know i am.”
“oh do you now?” he says while picking you up and putting you over his shoulder.
“lamine!” you yelp, trying to push yourself off of him.
“i’ll show how special you are.” he says, giving your ass a little slap, “and plus, i wanna be your favorite again.”
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okayyyy soooo expect more olivia related fics soon! & expect a smut in the next couple of days ;)
