TEACH ME PROFESSOR [Elizabeth Olsen]

Chapter 16 - Olsen family

The ride was pretty quiet, Lizzie seemed so absent, i would like to get inside her head and figure out what's wrong and take some of that pain that makes her suffer.

After 20 minutes we arrive at our destination, she looks around to understand where we are.
She looks like a lost puppy.
"A motorcycle shop? What are we doing here?" she asks, i go close to her and play with her hair
"Well we are here to do something for you" i say smiling at her
"For me?" she say and i nod
"Come on" i gently take her hand and we go to the shop.
As soon as we go inside i immediately feel at home, everything is so perfect here. Since Lizzie took me to her favorite shop, i wanted to do the same and bring her here.
"Hi Trevor" i say
"Oh Y/n! Good to see you, how can i help?" he says smiling at me
"Actually i wanted to ask you if it was possible to make a custom helmet" i ask e look at Lizzie, her eyes seem to come back to life.
"Of course, come on, let's first choose the helmet and then decide how to customize it" he says and we follow him
"Why are you doing it? my car will be repaired in a couple of days, you won't have to give me a lift anymore" Lizzie asks to me
"So? it doesn't mean that i will no longer take you around with my motorbike, so it's right that you have your own helmet" she smiles at me and kisses softly my cheek.
"Thanks baby, love you so much"
"Love you too little bear" i say kiss her head

"Ok choose the one you like" says Trevor but Lizzie looks at me worried
"Come on, it's up to you to choose" i say smiling
"Honey are you sure about that? They look so expensive and customize them probably even more" she affirms playing with her fingers
"Hey" i put my thumb under her chin so she can raise her head and look at me
"Don't worry about that, it's my choice, i want to do something for you" i reassure her
"Okay...mmm, fine this one" she says pointing to a black helmet, with simple geometric lines.
"Good choice, fine i'm going to customize it, what do you want on it?" Trevor asks
"write on 'Lizzie' possibly with a bear" i look at Lizzie for approval, she bites her bottom lip and smiles
"Okay i will be right back"
"In the meantime, can i look at some clothes? I have to buy new ones"
"Of course" Trevor says and then disappears behind the counter

"How long have you had this passion for motorcycles?" Lizzie asks me while we walk around the shop
"Since i was little, my grandfather was a professional motorcyclist, he competed in the biggest races in the world, it was thanks to him that this passion was born. When he had free time he always took me around on his motorbike. And mine, well it was a gift from him, it was the last one he gave me before he left, for this reason i am very protective of it" i say with tears in my eyes, she hugs me from behind leaving me many little kisses on my back
"I'm so sorry, but i'm sure he looks at you and is proud of you" she says
"No one is proud of me Liz" frames of my life start flowing in my mind
"Hey don't say that" she says, standing in front of me and caressing my cheek.
"I'm so proud of you okay? You are so strong and even if in small steps i am realizing that life has been bad with you, but you are here with me, you are a fighter y/n and you should be proud of it" what she says makes me cry, but in a good way.
"Thanks Liz" i smile at her, she just kisses my head and then hugs me
"Remember that for anything, i'm here now, you don't have to go through everything alone" she whisper

How can i not love this woman?

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"What you think about this?" i ask as i leave the dressing room.
She was so busy reading a magazine that she didn't even notice me. It makes me smile as she tries to become part of my world, she tries to understand it by even reading a magazine about motorcycles.
"Uhm sorry honey wha-" she raises her head and freezes when she sees me, i see her turn red as a pepper
"Liz? Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah u-uhm you look g-good" she swallows
"Sure?" i ask looking at me in the mirror, from the reflection i see Lizzie behind me looking at me, analyzing every inch of my body. The pants and the leather jacket fit perfectly to my body, the red details give an extra touch to the outfit and the gloves are perfect.