Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 15

The next day has come. Lizzie slept in. The morning shades of light slip into Lizzie's room and finally stir her up from her sleep. She opened her eyes looking around the room. She rubs her eyes and her face with both of her hands to wake herself up more. Then she remembered that today she is leaving for San Diego with you. Just the both of you, without Aubrey, and nobody else. Shortly after that, the second thing that came up in her mind was what happened last night between you two and it certainly brought her mood down even more. She got out of the bed with a groan and started to get ready. She turns on some music just to lift up her mood again.

She picked a song to start. After half a minute, she was struck by a realization that the song she picked was actually one of the songs in your playlist that you played before while driving her. The song is one of the songs that she secretly added to her playlist because she likes it. Of course it reminds her of you even more. After she realized, she quickly changed it to a different song. "What the hell!" She mumbled in frustration. It seems like the universe wants you to roam around in her mind and she's not happy with it.

After Lizzie got ready, she packed everything she needed for the trip. She feels the need for some caffeine for her but too bad she's out of coffee. So she decided to go out to get some coffee and some air just to kill some time as well until you arrive.

Weirdly, today she is in the mood for iced coffee. She thinks it is a good idea because she checked today's weather will be warmer than usual. Then she remembers your usual coffee order and she instantly craves the taste of it so she ordered one for her, the SAME. EXACT. WAY with your order.

She actually likes the taste of the ice coffee but did she really order it just because she craves it or because it reminds her of you and she unconsciously wants to be reminded of you?

As she's about to drive back, she gets a text from you. "Good morning Ms. Olsen, which coffee do you want me to bring today?"

She then replied to your text. "I'm okay. I already got coffee." She put her phone down on the passenger seat and drove home.

An hour later, you arrived. Unlike usual, you didn't get out of the car right away. You actually don't know how you feel about this trip, especially after what happened last night. Just like Lizzie, after you got home last night you couldn't get her out of your mind. You thought it would stop overnight but you were wrong. So wrong. As soon as you woke up, Lizzie, and what happened last night occupied your mind until this second. You really don't know what is going on with you.

You took a deep breath, tried to get yourself together. You know it will be more awkward between you two than before but one thing you know for sure that you have a pinch of excitement for this trip, at least this time it will be Lizzie who will open the door for you. This little thought unconsciously brought your lips to a smile.

You came to the door and rang the bell. Just as you expected, Lizzie's face showed up slowly as she opened the door. Your face's muscles actually want to form a smile, your heart beats slowly but sure, raising faster but you managed to avoid it, not without difficulty but you did pretty good even though it came up with a hello in an awkward tone and a couple times of clearing your throat. "Hi Ms. Olsen."

"Hi y/n." She opens the door wider making space for you to come in. She tries to avoid eye contact as best as she can do. You come in, and she is standing near you awkwardly. She is standing with both of her hands in the back pocket of her short denim. You both were in silence for a few seconds until you decided to break the silence with a question.

"Uhm, are you okay--uhm I meant are you ready to go?" Your brain just can't cooperate well with your mouth. You can handle being nervous around her, but being nervous in front of her and seeing her being nervous in front of you is a whole nother level for you to handle. It makes you think if she is nervous because of last night? Did she feel the same way the way you did? Or maybe you were wrong. Maybe she is not nervous right now, maybe she is actually still mad at you about last night.