I'm With You. ~ Elizabeth Olsen

Issues.

Y/N POV
Lizzie and I decide to get into the water and mingle for a while. Scarlett chooses to stay in the boat probably not wanting to make a big fuss. People will definitely recognize her and she knows it because of my brother's reactions to her. We join the group of people my mom is talking to and I smile at the moms I haven't seen in a while. Lizzie goes to hold my hand but I switch my drink in my hand instead. "Hey Y/N! So good to see you!" I smile at one of my mom's friends.

"Nice to see you all too!" I greet.

"So how is the big city?" Another asks and I shrug.

"It's great, I love it there." I answer.

"And who is this?" Another asks.

"Oh! This is Lizzie. Lizzie these are all my mom's friends." I introduce and Lizzie smiles. I see the looks of realization and wonder if they recognize her.

"Hi, nice to meet you all." She states sweetly and wraps an arm around my hips. I notice a few interesting looks and sigh. Some of these women don't know about me. I subtly push Lizzie's arm off my body and she gives me a confused look.

I lean down to whisper to her as the conversation continues. "They don't know about me." I tell her and lean back. I can't tell what her facial expression is before she backs up and walks back to the boat, excusing herself kindly. Fuck. I bite my lip and shift on my feet a couple times not knowing if I should follow her or stay here. I don't want to be rude.

"Y/N, can you get me another drink?" my mom requests and I nod. I walk over to the boat quickly and assess the damage. I climb up the ladder and lean over to open the cooler for my mom's drink. I frown at Lizzie curled up in her seat reading a book she brought. I bring mom her drink then excuse myself to get back to the boat. I dry off with my towel and sit next to Scarlett. I nudge her.

"Is she mad at me?" I ask quietly. Scarlett raises her head and looks at Lizzie.

"Oh yeah. What did you do?" She asks and I sigh.

"I pushed her away. Not everyone here knows I'm gay. I got scared." I explain and she hums.

"Then maybe she isn't mad at you. Did you tell her why?" She asks and I nod. "Maybe she just needs a minute." She shrugs and I look back at my fiancée. This is dumb. I'm only acting like this because of my shit bag father. I join Lizzie at the front of the boat and set my hand on her thigh cautiously to get her attention. her eyes flicker to mine and I pout at the hurt I see in them.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you away. It was a dick move." I apologize and she sighs as she rubs at her eyebrow.

"I'm not...mad at you Y/N. I understand how this could be hard for you. It's just. That's the first time you've ever pushed me away physically. You've always been so open with me and it's made me comfortable with all the change I went through with you and this new kind of relationship we built together. For you to pull away all of a sudden, it hurt, but I understand." She explains. I take a breath to remind myself that this is her first out relationship and how naturally she jumped in, without question or hesitation past it getting out prematurely. She signed a deal to do publicity about our relationship for god sakes.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. It's so stupid that I'm afraid to be me here. I know how much it hurts to be pushed away and I thought I would never do it to you." I shake my head and lean down to hold it in my hands. I sigh when her hands slide onto my shoulders and neck as she pulls me closer. I rest my head on her sternum and she rubs my back.

"I'm sorry, I have a feeling it's because of how your father treats you." She whispers and I nod.

"Some people know obviously, but it's just something people don't really talk about. And in hindsight they all probably know all about us with all the articles out about us. I'm so dumb." I rush out and she gently guides my head up to look at her.