Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 11

As a thank you to Lizzie and all the photo crew, the company invited everybody for a dinner including you and Aubrey. Since your flight back to L.A is around midnight, three of you accepted the invitation.

You knocked on the girl's door, Aubrey knew it was you so she jumped right up to open the door. "Wow y/n! You look nice. Love the dress." She gave you a cheek to cheek kiss to greet you as you came in. "Oh thanks. Are you both ready to go?" You smiled. "I am but she is still getting ready." Aubrey tilted her head in the direction towards the bedroom. "Oh okay. No problem." You and Aubrey casually talking in the living room while waiting for her. "Hey, y/n. Can we switch seats later in the car? I feel dizzy in the backseat, so I thought maybe I can try the front seat?" Aubrey casually asked. "Yeah sure, okay." You agreed and don't suspect anything.

"Aubrey, I'm ready. Is y/n--" Lizzie came into the living room asking Aubrey but she paused for a second. "--here yet?" Her voice fades slowly while finishing her sentence as she sees you standing there wearing a sleeveless navy blue lace fit and flare with v-neck dress and a cute bow on your left torso part for a cute touch on the dress. Her eyes move from your head to your toe. Once she realized she glanced at you a little too long, she awkwardly clears her throat. "Oh you are here already."

"Hi Ms. Olsen. You look gorgeous." A compliment accidentally slipped out from your lips as you saw her in a soft pink floral dress. "Uhm Uh Thanks. You are not so bad yourself. Uh- I thought you were gonna be late but I forgot you are the "best" assistant Mitchel has." The unexpected compliment from you made her accidentally compliment you as well but she quickly covered it with a sarcastic comment.

"Oh you are right Ms. Olsen. So you admit that I'm a good assistant that you NEED? For example, today with the dress. Good thing I was there, right?" You smirked knowing that your answer will upset her as a payback for her attitude just now.

"Y/n, I had no choice. Nobody else was there. If there was, I would've chosen someone else." Lizzie retorted with exasperation.

"Alright guys, come on. Not another argument. Wait, what dress? What happened?" Aubrey asked, looking at you then to Lizzie and back to you with squinted eyes as she realized she missed something.

"Nothing important." Lizzie quickly answered before you had a chance, then gave you a glare.

"Huh? Okay, you've lost me. Y/n, you owed me a story later and Liz, you still let her call you Ms. Olsen? Isn't it too formal?" She pointed to you then to Lizzie as if she gave order to each of you while the three of you got ready to leave.

"Well, y/n always tell me she's professional, so I will just let her keep it like that, besides I will ONLY let people that I LIKE to call me by Lizzie and she is definitely not one of them. So yeah I'm good with Ms. Olsen." Her expression closed up as she tried to show that she has no negotiation about this matter.

You laugh dryly as you shake your head thinking how come she can be this annoying when she doesn't even look annoying, then your thought was stopped by her voice. "Y/n, we gotta leave now unless you wanna be late for the first time and it won't make you the best assistant anymore." She said it mockingly.

"Oh my GOD! I'm coming! Geez!" You retorted and picked up your pace following the girls in front of you, your eyes can't help but lay a quick glance on Lizzie's backless dress that shows her bare back and the dress swings gently following the rhythm of each of her steps. As much as you try not to look at her, but with you walking behind her through the hotel corridor to the lobby it just makes it harder to do until finally three of you arrive at the lobby to get into the car and leave to the restaurant.

As what was planned to switch seats, after Lizzie slides to the right back seat, you get in and sit on the left back seat but then Aubrey doesn't go to the front seat, instead she keeps standing near the backseat door. "Y/n can you scoot over please, I want to put my purse and coat in the backseat." Her hand signaled you to move over to the middle part.