Y/N POV
"I thought we said she isn't allowed at rehearsal anymore" Scarlett teases when she sees Lizzie and Clay watching us go through the set for tomorrow night.
"I figured she would be calmer with Clay here." I shrug.
"That's bull, she gave you her puppy dog eyes and you caved." She calls me out and I roll my eyes even though it's 100% correct. I twirl my sticks between my fingers and try to listen to what our manger is saying about tomorrow.
"Alright good rehearsal, see you all tomorrow at the Bowery." She finishes so I stand up and stretch out my arms.
"Bowery again?" I ask and Scar nods.
"Yup, tomorrow and next week then Terminal 5 for the rest of the summer." She explains. "Were you not listening?" She asks a smirk set on her lips.
"Nope. Not at all." I confirm and she laughs as we reach Lizzie and Clay.
"You sounded great!" Clay tells us and we both give him appreciative smiles.
"He's right, I like this week's set." Lizzie agrees and pulls me into a hug. I squirm uncomfortably since I feel sweaty and gross. "What's up your ass?" She asks and shoves me away playfully.
"I'm sweaty." I mumble and she quirks an eyebrow at me.
"And when has that ever stopped me?" She asks and I blush as Scar and Clay gag playfully.
"Alright, time to go home." I reply and shoot Scar a smile. "See you tomorrow!" I yell to her and she waves in response. The entire walk home Clay and Lizzie chat my ear off about the band and it makes me smile at how supportive and excited they are.
"Lizzie is right, you sing when you are having fun." Clay comments and I bite the inside of my cheek as my eyes sweep over the shops on the opposite side of the street.
"Baby, why can't you admit you love to sing and that you're good at it?" Lizzie asks and I shrug.
"So what are we having for dinner?" I ask to get the attention off of me. Lizzie allows it and her and Clay start to talk about different dinner options. We end up eating some salmon and salad before we continue our Star Wars Marathon before bed. When Lizzie comes in and sees me spiraled on our bed on my tummy she lays a hard smack onto my butt. "Ouch, bug that hurt." I reach back and rub the stinging skin over my sleep shorts. I peek my eyes open and watch Lizzie brush her teeth and wash her face. I sit up and stretch my arms above my head as a yawn escapes my mouth. I rub my cheeks and watch as she comes out of the bathroom. A soft smile grows on her face when she sees me sitting in the center of our bed.
"Is that my shirt?" She asks and I look down at what I'm wearing.
"Mhm, it is. I love it." I explain and her smile grows, her pearly white teeth peeking out behind her lips.
"You're cute." She states and crawls into bed with me. I wrap my arms around her body and pull her as close as possible. She giggles as I wiggle my body closer to hers even though our legs are already tangled and torsos are flush together. "Baby, we are already as close as we can get." She teases.
"I could argue we could get closer." I smirk and she leans her head away from my chest to see the look on my face.
"No. Don't even. Clay is in the next room." She warns and I smile cheekily at her.
"It wouldn't be a problem if you could keep quiet." I tease and run my fingertips up her naked thigh. Her eye lids flutter a couple times and I lean closer to kiss her jaw. "You have sexy legs." I whisper and she giggles. I laugh into her neck and she rolls away to cover her face with her hands as she laughs.
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I'm With You. ~ Elizabeth Olsen
FanfictionY/N is far from a normal twenty something year old working her way through life in New York City. She's a twenty something year old engaged to Elizabeth Chase Olsen in New York City now. She's been through a break, started working on herself, went t...
