Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 10

A/N: Hello again precious readers! Here I am with the next chapter. To be honest I'm really not a fashion person. As a person who always wear jeans and t-shirt, I don't know much how to describe dresses or other women clothing in details. So I'm using this red dress in the picture above as the one that Lizzie wears in this chapter. So here we go, enjoy! :)

The three of you are finally back at the hotel. As soon as you got there, you went to your room to get ready. So is Lizzie in hers. When you are ready, you go right away to the girls' room. You knocked on the door, and for some reason you slightly wish that Lizzie's face would slowly show up as the door is opening but like usual it was Aubrey's smile the first thing you see. "Hey." Aubrey moves to the side as she opens the door wider for you to come in. "Hey Aubrey." You unconsciously smiled in slight disappointment.

You do not mind at all that it's always Aubrey who opens the door for you. She is your good friend, really. You just start to think why is it always Aubrey? Is it just a coincidence or not really? Does she hate you so much that she is avoiding you at all cost? Oh well, why does it matter anyway? Why did you wish it was Lizzie who opens the door for you just now? There's nothing special to it. The hatred is mutual. You were probably just concerned about her anyway after seeing her cry, you think it's just a normal nice gesture if you are wondering how she was doing. but again it's none of your business. Your mind juggling all of those thoughts in such a short time triggers a quick rush in your mind.

Your eyes secretly look for Lizzie. You try to do it in the most subtle way so Aubrey won't notice while both of you walk to the living room and sit down on the couch. "She is inside, still getting ready, Y/n." Aubrey told you as if she can read your mind. "Huh?" Surprised with her statement just now, you got caught off guard and that was all you can say. You curse yourself in your mind for being too obvious.

"I know those eyes, y/n. You can't lie to me. Your eyes' movement. You were searching for her." Aubrey teased with a knowing smile. "No, I wasn't!" You denied instantly. "Yes you were, Y/n." She convinced you in a playful tone. "No, I wasn't!" You shout in a whisper. You feel warm on your cheeks and ears. "Okay, y/n. You were not." She agreed in a playful sarcasm. "Tell that to your blushing cheeks." She mumbles under her breath and rolls her eyes at the same time.

"What Aubrey?" You asked. "Oh nothing." She smiled.

Aubrey slouch on the couch yet you sit next to her awkwardly straight up with your hands keep tapping your knees like they are a set of percussion. "So, how is she doing? Do you think she already feels better?" Your voice is almost like a whisper when you ask her as you don't want Lizzie to hear it.

"Hmm. Care much, are you Ms. Y/L/N?" Once again, She always finds the chance to tease you about Lizzie. "Seriously? I asked just because that's the right thing to do as a human being towards another." You lifted an eyebrow as you tackled her tease once more. "You know what? Just forget I asked." You added with a discomfort tone.

Aubrey giggled. "Geez, I was just joking. I think she's feeling better but she still hates you." She answered as she tried to hold a laugh teasing you. "Well, that, I don't need to ask you, I already know. The whole world knows how much she hates me." You shook your head. She giggles.

"So you are coming with us right?" You asked the girl next to you. "Nuh-uh. I'm not coming. I need to take a break from both of you and your arguments." the brunette answers while her eyes locked on the TV. "Ouch. Are we that annoying?" You put your hand on your chest and act like you are hurt by what she said. "You guys are not annoying, I love both of you. You guys are just too funny for me to watch but I can't say anything yet because both of you are too stubborn to listen to me and that's annoying." She said nonchalantly with a small smirk.