Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

Part 29 - Olandria

a/n: the one by jorja smith is so olandria coded.  "i'm not tryna let you in/even if i found the one." hello??? even the beat sounds like how she walks like, someone make an edit with her to that song rn plz

Olandria found Cierra that morning having a conversation with a producer when she asked to pull her for a chat. She couldn't hear much of their conversation, but Harry was nodding a bunch, scribbling on a notepad. 

Cierra and Olandria walked towards the firepit, a camera crew following them. It seemed like the firepit always hosted the most tense environments. Olandria tried her best not to scarf down the breakfast Nic made her with haste, tried her best not to throw up. 

Despite the way she was walking, calm and steady, her internal world was a sinking boat being dragged down by lieges of leviathans. All because she was about to be selfish, about to abandon her principles and values for someone she liked.

God, she must really like him.

They took a seat, and the tension was so thick Olandria could feel it trying to choke her. Regardless, it was important for her to keep her guard up. She loved Cierra, but she didn't want to give the girl any inkling of doubt--couldn't reveal her shaky fingers, shaky breath, shaky heart.

"What's up?" Cierra asked once Pam gave the heads-up for them to start. She had this serious look on her face, and Olandria could read the way she was also on guard, also anxious about what was to come. A while ago, it would've been the roles reversed, with Cierra coming to Olandria to spill her guts. And now--

"Firstly, how are you?" Olandria started. "I know last night was a little tense."

Cierra nodded, adjusting her bikini strap. Her big jewelry clanked together every time she moved, and gold was weaved into her braids. "Yeah. I... I'm not gonna lie, I'm upset. I tried to be cool about the whole thing, especially because you said that nothing was going on. But you guys kissed, and I just hate that it took you kissing my man in order to figure out that you don't like him."

"Right."

Cierra swallowed thickly, shifting in her seat. Her shoulders were beginning to slouch and she began to avoid eye contact, blinking rapidly.

Oh fuck.

"I just I-- I came here for the same reason as you, Olly. And I know that you have all rights to explore whoever, even if that's Nic. But to wait so long to do it? To wait until I start to get established with him, and get comfortable with him? I had sex with him and you fucking pull that pineapple shit yesterday."

"Yeah."

"And other shit..." Cierra wiped the corner of her eye.

Olandria remained unmoved, even though she felt like reaching over to give the girl a hug. To apologize and tell her it would never happen. Her stomach felt queasy. "I'm assuming Austin told you about the bathroom."

The girl nodded, tensing her jaw. "Not on purpose. Chelley and I asked him if he knew about the kiss, and he assumed the one in the bathroom. He didn't know you guys kissed in Soul Ties."

Chelley? What the fuck was Chelley doing investigating too? I

"I just don't get why you didn't tell me," Cierra added.

"You're right," Olandria said. "I should've been completely transparent with you from the beginning. I know when you had asked the first time, I was forreal about there being nothing goin' on between us, right? Like, I hinted at him to pull me for chats, but he never did, so I had assumed he just didn't want to explore anything."