#jordan x olivia

[forbescaroline]

11k celebration: top 50 m/f friendships (as voted by my followers) #46. jordan baker and olivia baker - all american

[allamericandaily]

JORDAN BAKER AND OLIVIA BAKER ALL AMERICAN | 6.01 “Things Done Changed”

[userlaylivia]

MY BAKER TWINS!!!!! THAT HUG AHHHH

[fhgachaforgaza]

The pinecone pig brought you…

Levi x Olivia!

[darkvioletcloud]

funger ship dynamics that i like

[lucykuoart]

Olivia/Levi opinion?

Wow, what a surprise to get a question What do you want to hear? Neutral. Not my thing, but I can understand the logic. The artists on this ship are so strong, they have high skill I really have nothing more to say

[eddysocs]

Broken Hearted Lovers by Somme

Chosen Last by Sara Kays - 🌻

Drivers License by Olivia Rodrigo - 🌻

Easy by Alice Kristiansen

Healing by Oh Honey

I Will Remember You by Sarah McLachlan - 🌻

May I by Trading Yesterday

Mrs. All American by 5 Seconds Of Summer

Pocket Full Of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield

Steady Love by Song House, Matt Wilson

🌻 = Favorites

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @kmc1989, @curious-kittens-ocs, @fanficanatic-tw, @gcthvile, @immyowndefender, @savageoofchicken896

Harper Cassidy: @megandaisy9, @boobear729, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @freshmoneyalmondathlete

[mbsanandreas13]

🩷 of course, it’s not Valentine’s Day without celebrating our favorite couples and even our favorite friendships as well. These our favorite couples and friendships we adore down to the cores of hearts as well! Except for Madison though,she has a bunch of friendships but she’s our galentines more importantly lol. 🤍

[spencersliv]

[forbescaroline]

favorite platonic relationships: jordan baker and olivia baker “Growing up we were best friends. Dad was always on the road and mom worked long hours but it didn’t matter because we had each other.”

[allamericandaily]

It must have taken Dad every ounce of strength not to laugh.

[misbangtan]

🔥🔥

[userlaylivia]

ALL MY ENDGAME COUPLES LAYING TOGETHER (PRETTY MUCH) I'M SCREAMING!!!!!!!

[fhgachaforgaza]

The pinecone pig brought you…

Olivia holding Levi while he cries!

[loveofstelena]

Multirelationships • Find Your Way

[eddysocs]

The Tie That Binds Us — Chapter Fifteen (Trials And Tribulations)

Summary: Harper and Olivia face challenges as the trial begins, testing the bond they’ve built. As tensions rise, they find comfort in each other, and a little reassurance from a friend.

Word Count: 1,455

Tags: Some angst and some fluff

As March arrived, Harper was reminded of history class and the Ides of March. It felt apt for the two of them. Not so much that they were about to be repeatedly stabbed in the back as Caesar had, at least not in a literal sense, but with the trial mere days away, Harper knew there’d be a lot of hard times coming their way. Yet even before their relationship had taken on a more romantic nature, they still would have had one another to help endure this. Now, Harper hoped, with that extra layer between them, they’d get through this and come out the other side stronger.

On the first day of the trial, Olivia had left early, before Harper had even gotten out of bed, as she had awoken to an empty house, but she didn’t mind. It gave her time to clear her head and prepare herself for the day to come. She wanted to look nice, but not overly bright and cheery, as that certainly didn’t reflect her mood, nor that of the case they were bringing against her former school. So, she rifled around in her closet and reached for a black dress with a white collar and a stitched on sunflower belt. She didn’t wear it often, but for today it felt fitting, somber, yet hopeful.

As she looked over her choice in the mirror, she heard the front door open. Olivia was back. She went out to greet her, and saw her in a fitted blue dress, so unlike her usual style, yet that wasn’t the aspect of Olivia that truly gave her pause. It was her hair. She’d gotten it cut off. It even looked darker, though she didn’t think she’d actually had it dyed.

Olivia caught Harper staring at her, mouth slightly agape. "Hair holds memories," Olivia explained, as if she felt she had to justify her choice. "I thought now was as good a time as any to start fresh."

"You don’t have to explain yourself," Harper reasoned, getting over her initial surprise. "It’s different, but it’s nice. I just didn’t expect such a change, that’s all."

A momentary silence fell between them, before Olivia sighed. "Are you ready for today," she asked, stepping forward to adjust the collar of Harper's dress.

"I think so. Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess. What about you?"

Olivia shrugged, her hand still on Harper's collar. She looked like she was ready to cry, and no doubt that by the end of the day, they both will have done their fair share. "I’ll be okay," she finally said.

"We both will," Harper agreed. "Though I do have a question. It’s not exactly relevant, but should it come up…can I call you my girlfriend now? Not that I really talk to anyone but Tony. Maybe Clay. I just didn’t want to—"

Olivia squeezed her hand, causing her to pause. "Yes. You can call me your girlfriend if you’re comfortable with that. I don’t have to remind you what happened with your locker though, do I?"

"No, I know. I’m not planning on making a loudspeaker announcement on it, I just wanted to know what was appropriate."

Olivia cracked a smile, and Harper vowed to commit it to memory, because it may be the last one she gets for a while, maybe even until this all was over.

The courtroom was a dreary place. They could feel the weight of it's high ceilings as if they were crushing down on them, and the tension in the room before the trial had even begun was the furthest thing from comforting.

Harper sat beside Olivia, their hands joined at their sides, hidden from the prying eyes of lawyers, jurors, and Liberty High staff in attendance. As the trial commenced, the grip between them was tight, not just for comfort but for survival.

Each witness called to the stand added another layer of pain, another reminder of why they were here. Harper had watched Olivia hold herself together through it all, through the depositions, and the reopening of wounds that had barely begun to scab over. She admired her resilience, but she also saw the exhaustion pooling beneath her eyes, the weight of grief pressing into her shoulders.

As yet another Liberty High administrator fumbled through their excuses, Harper risked a glance at Olivia. Her jaw was tight, her lips pressed together as if she were physically holding back the rage that simmered just beneath the surface. Harper wanted to reach out, to press a kiss to Olivia's temple, to promise her that justice was coming, even if it felt like an impossibility. But she could only squeeze her hand tighter, hoping the gesture spoke for her.

Outside the courthouse, the world didn't pause for their grief. Harper had known this would happen. From the moment their relationship became something more than a need for comfort, more than the occasional overnight visit, she knew people would have opinions. Olivia was older. Olivia was Hannah's mother. Olivia was still wrapped in a grief so thick that some people couldn't understand how she could find love, let alone with someone like Harper.

Luckily for Harper, she had Tony to unburden herself to. "I heard some girls whispering about us today," Harper told him, referring, of course, to her and Olivia, as she shoved her hands into her jacket pockets. "They were saying it's sick. That I must have some kind of 'mommy issues'."

"You do. I know your mother, but that’s not what this is. I can’t say I fully understand it, and you don’t need to hear it from me, but I know you’ve found something real. Olivia, she looks lighter than she has since I’ve known her, and you've found a confidence that used to be so unlike you. You’ve changed each other for the better, at least from my perspective."

She looked at him then, seeing the steady certainty in his eyes. Tony had always been the kind of friend who didn't waste words, who saw things as they were and called them out.

Tony hesitated before adding, "You good?"

Harper thought about the trial, about Olivia's exhaustion, about the way her former classmates' words had lingered longer than she wanted to admit. Then she thought about Olivia's hand in hers, the way they fit together despite everything, and nodded.

"I will be."

Tony nodded, satisfied with the answer. "Good. Cause I've got your back if you need me. Both of you."

A week later and it was the night before Olivia was slated to testify and Harper found her sitting at the kitchen table, staring at an untouched cup of tea.

"Can't sleep," Harper asked gently.

Olivia exhaled, shaking her head. "I can’t stop going over what I'll say."

Harper slid into the chair beside her, reaching out instinctively. Olivia let her take her hand, let her trace slow circles over her knuckles.

"You're not doing this alone," Harper reminded her.

Olivia let out a shaky breath, finally looking at her. "I know," she whispered.

"You need your rest. Have you even tried to go to bed?"

"Not yet," she admitted.

"Come on then. You can’t get any sleep if you’re not even trying." Harper got up and tugged lightly on Olivia's arm, a gentle gesture to get her to come along. Olivia looked like she might crash before Harper was able to walk her to her bedroom, but she was bound and determined to try, for the sake of Olivia's health if nothing else.

Finally, the trudge was made and Harper pulled back the covers to let Olivia in, folding them back over once she’d made herself comfortable. "Don’t go," Olivia muttered. It sounded like half a question and half a statement. They hadn’t shared a bed yet, but Harper wasn’t even considering that as she softly promised not to leave. Olivia needed her, so there she’d be.

As the days continued to roll on, the mental toll was wearing on them both. There had been no clear indications on what the verdict may be, and the stress of potentially losing their case and not seeing any sort of justice for Hannah had been hanging over their heads, until finally the day was here. March twenty third. The day their world came crashing down. The jury declared that the school was not responsible for Hannah's death, and Olivia broke down crying. Harper had ushered her out of the courthouse immediately, dodging several reporters gathered outside as she got Olivia to the car. She drove them home, balancing her concern for Olivia with keeping a watchful eye on the road. As for her own tears, well, they could come later.

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Chapter Fourteen <- 🩶 -> Chapter Sixteen

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @kmc1989, @curious-kittens-ocs, @fanficanatic-tw, @gcthvile, @immyowndefender

Harper Cassidy: @megandaisy9, @boobear729, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @freshmoneyalmondathlete