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Pairing: Wen/Olivia.

Summary: It's graduation day and Wen finally meets Olivia's dad. Her ex-inmate dad. Yeah…he's not nervous at all.

Author's note: Hey guys! This is the first of many one-shots about various pairings. Romantic pairings include: Wen/Olivia, Ray/Stella, Scott/Mo, Charlie/Victoria (the school newspaper editor because I think they'd be cute!) and will include many friendship one-shots. Some will be long, others will be short. Some will be related, others won't be. Hopefully, it'll all make sense, when writing. Thanks so much for giving this a shot! Reviews are greatly appreciated!

graduation

Wen/Olivia

And when it's the end

Our lives will make sense

And love, even

Lights- Pretend

He's twenty-two and for all intents and purposes, there is no reason he should be scared. In fact, he's not…scared that is. (Except for the fact that he totally is). He likes to tell himself its because he's graduating college. Holy shit, has it been four years already? (Thanks UCLA; it's been a blast). He likes to think its because he's starting the rest of his life (he's pretty sure that he can handle it, right?) He likes to think its because of the cupcakes, chips, and sushi (did it suddenly turn bad overnight? Because his stomach is churning) he ate this morning. Wen thinks he's scared for a lot of reasons.

Except, there's only one reason. Not that it should be a reason at all. Because the man is just that…a man. There's nothing he can do to actually hurt him. (Right? Because that's like…against the law, isn't it?)

Wen thinks that there's probably an exception in this case. Because aren't fathers (however absent they might be) supposed to be overprotective when it comes to their daughters? This, of course, doesn't help Wen any, because he's still going to be meeting him for the first time. And he shouldn't be nervous; he's not going to be nervous (except he totally is).

Then again, it's not everyday he meets the father of his girlfriend, who's been in prison for the last seven years.

"Wen!" Olivia yelps, as she elbows her way past the people, shouting apologies as she all but runs them down. When she gets to him, her face is flushed, her eyes bright and a smile stretches across her face. "I can't believe we're actually finished."

So, it goes like this, Lemonade Mouth shot them off to fame when they were in high school and they were lucky enough to not let it get to their heads (okay sometimes, they let it get to their heads) but they finished high school and went off to college, because seriously? Who knew what could happen, right? Mo and Scott went to NYU, Charlie did actually end up at Stanford with his brother (Stanford apparently has a really good Music program), Stella went back to Rhode Island (it didn't really come as a surprise to them when she decided to major in law). Olivia had her heart set on UCLA and well…Wen is man enough to admit that he'd move mountains for the blonde, so he packed up his keyboard and followed her to UCLA. She majored in English Literature (not a surprise) and he supposes that it shouldn't have come as a surprise when he started to adore his Design and Media Arts program.

So far, they've been lucky.

"Me either. It feels like yesterday, huh?" It really does. And God, he can't believe they made it and in one piece too.

She bites her lip and grabs his hand, fingers lacing with each other. "I love you." She tells him honestly and earnestly.

Jesus. Every time she says the words, he can feel his knees weaken. He's such a wuss for this girl, it's unbelievable. "I love you too." He says to her. He leans forward, puts his forehead against hers and kisses the tip of her nose. He could (and would) spend eternity with her.

"Are you excited?"

"To get out of this itchy robe?" He asks, smiling and pulling at said robe, "dude, of course."

She giggles and shakes her head, her hair falling into her face, "no, I mean, today you get to meet my dad."

Oh, right. He dad. The ex-inmate. Why wouldn't he be excited? Oh. That's right…because he's scared shitless. "Of course." He squeaks out and then coughs. "Of course." Right, because that deep baritone voice will convince her that he's completely okay with meeting him. Which he is(n't).

She gives him a funny look and then kisses his cheek. "Everything will be fine. Honestly, he's actually kind of great." Ever since she mailed that letter, she's been in constant contact with her dad and she's even gone to visit him. And he's happy for her, he's really happy that she's happy but he's totally not believing that he's harmless. Because people who go to prison? Not harmless. And people who come out of prison, so not harmless.

But Wen sucks it up and smiles at her because he loves her and will do anything for her.

(He's whipped. Who can blame him?)

Olivia obviously gets her looks from her mother. This, Wen convinces himself of. Because the man before him is terrifying. Like actually, completely one hundred and ten percent terrifying. And he's not saying this because he already had a picture of him in his mind, no; he's saying this because it's true.

Even Stella, who always has something to say, is shocked speechless.

Olivia's father is tall. Like really tall. Definitely taller than Wen (and Wen's six feet, at twenty-two). He's bald, with eyes so blue it's like you're staring in water, (ice-cold water by the way), and he has tattoos. Wen can see them poking from the blue shirt he's wearing. Oh and he's big. Not fat big but like muscle big. As in, Wen is fairly certain the man could kill him with his bare hands. (Note to self: give Olivia everything and anything she could ever want).

Olivia's hand is wrapped tightly in his. "Dad," she says, her voice perky, "this is Wen."

"The boyfriend." Her father says. And of course he has to have a deep voice that sounds like gravel. "I've heard a lot about you."

"Oh well, you know, I just…I love Olivia." He blurts out. Then he blushes and stares at the ground.

Olivia squeezes his hand and he can feel her giggling. She's laughing and he's going to die soon because he's pretty sure her father is going to kill him. If not today, then someday.

"I would hope so." Her father turns his head and shakes the other adults' hands.

Wen feels someone give him a hard clap on the back. He looks sideways and sees Scott and Charlie. Scott lets out a low whistle. "And I thought I was terrified meeting Mo's parents for the first time. Dude, he's massive."

"He could like…crush you." Charlie told him.

"Thanks guy. Thanks. Your support is awesome."

Stella snickers. "Don't worry, he's harmless." Then she glances back at the tattooed man and laughs. "Better not make Liv cry."

"Stop teasing him." Mo cuts in. "I think he's going to faint."

"I'm not going to faint." Faint is such a girly word. No, he's pretty sure that he's going to pass out. And he'll blame it on the heat. And this itchy robe.

They're at a restaurant and Wen steps outside for air. A few seconds later he feels someone come up next to him. "My daughter talks about you a lot." The man tells him.

"She talks about you a lot too."

He nods and stares at the scenery below him. God, Wen is going to miss California. Obviously, he's not going to miss the sunburns but he's going to miss everything else about California.

"I, obviously, haven't been around for Livvie, but that's going to change. She's my daughter and I love her. It's important to her, that we get along."

"I completely agree." Wen says wholeheartedly.

He sighs and runs a hand over his baldhead. He sticks out his hand, "I'm Vincent."

"Wendell, but everyone calls me Wen."

Vincent smiles and nods. "From everything Livvie's told me, you seem like a good guy."

"Olivia's…amazing."

"She is. She's just like her mother." There's a slight pause in the conversation. "I'm going to let you know though, if you break my daughter's heart, I'll kill you."

He knew it. "You won't have to worry about that."

"I know. But I just thought I'd put it out there."

"You were talking to my dad for a while." Olivia mutters as she slides into bed and curls against his side.

"Yeah, we were just getting to know each other."

"Talk about anything interesting?"

Wen nods. "Sure. Yeah. We have some stuff in common. Oh, and he told me he'd kill me if I broke your heart."

Olivia snaps her head up to stare at him. "No way."

Wen nods and pulls her towards him. "Way. I actually thought I'd piss my pants."

She giggles and kisses him on the lips. "We won't have to worry about that."

"Pssh, dude, I love you. If anyone is going to do the heartbreaking, it's going to be you."

She lets out a loud laugh and puts her head on his shoulder. "I love you too."

(Wen will never ever get tired of hearing that).

Wow. I'm just really cheesy aren't I? I think because it's Wen and Olivia. Who can't be corny writing Wen and Olivia? LOL. Anyways let me know what you all think. Reviews are greatly appreciated!

Anyways, hopefully the next installment will be up soon. Thanks for reading!

Much love,

Bex.

P.S. Any mistakes are mine and mine alone and I apologize if I offend anyone.