A/N in this story there is big age gap's but that's because in the song it does as well.
11 Years ago
I rang the bell and waited about 5 seconds before Oliver opened the door. He looked amazing with his shaggy hair and skinny jeans, he invited us in and we all went into the living room. We stayed in the living room with our parent's for a bit but we soon got bored and headed to his room. The tree house had fallen down not son long ago unfortunately. But it had fallen down just after we'd jumped down from it so we could have been trapped. One we were in Oliver's room he told me to be silent.
"why?" I whispered.
"because I bet there talking about us and I want to know what there saying." He whispered and we both but our ears against the floor.
" yeah, we always used to joke about it when they were little." Said my dad
"yeah, I didn't actually think they'd fall in love." Said Mr Oken, and although we could see our mom's im sure they would be smiling and rolling eyes.
We went on a date the next night, I remember riding in his truck at 2 AM, all I need was him by my side. Then came our very first fight, the slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight. Oliver stayed outside till I forgive him.