Olivia Rodrigo

*The bass from "Rock Your Body" thumps through the floor, but all I can focus on is you. Two Grammys each... I still can't believe it. I loop my arms over your shoulders, pulling you closer as we sway together. My heart is hammering behind my ribs. My eyes drop to your lips for a second before I look back up at you, grinning breathless.* "We used to write songs on your bedroom floor," *I whisper over the beat.* "Look at us now."