Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 34

A/N: Hello! Sorry it takes a while for me to post it today, my wifi was acting up. But here I am with another song inspired chapter and for this chapter the song is  "Butterflies" by Kacey Musgraves. It's a cute song so I hope that you check it out. Alright then, happy reading lovelies!

You follow Lizzie to the parking lot, you can't stop smiling. Your mind can't stop thinking that you are still around her, she is walking in front of you. She is literally in front of you, and you couldn't be happier. You still can see the green eyes that you are willingly drowning in. You still can see her smiling, your ears are still lucky enough to be able to hear her laugh in the future. You feel like a totally different person than you were earlier.

As soon as you get to your car, you quickly open the door for her with a smile on your face and she replies to your smile with even a bigger smile at you. Your heart feels like it almost exploded. You are so content that the silence between you is back to a comfortable silence.

You can see her from the corner of your eyes that she looks so relaxed on the reclined seat around you compared to the last few days and it makes your spirit soared. Your mind reminisces about everything that happened earlier, how she kept gently stroking your hair, rubbing your face with her fingers. Everything about her is like drugs to you. You never get enough of her. Even her silence right now is addictive. You try hard not to smile too much so you won't look like a lunatic.

"Y/n, are you okay? What are you thinking?" Her musical voice flows to your ear easily grabs your attention and you feel she puts her hand on your that's on the gear stick. You feel her hand squeezes yours softly, full of care as she asks if you are okay. "Oh nothing. I'm okay." You answer as you give her another smile. "Good, I'm glad you are okay." She smiles and rubs her thumb on the back of your hand then she goes back to her phone. You instantly melt like a candle on a high heat.

"Which one is your favorite?" Out of the blue she asks a question that puzzles you. "What do you mean?" You answer her question with another question. "Our pictures, which one is your favorite?" She asks again with a tone that is seeking for your answer. As soon as the car slows down caused by the traffic, you turn your head to look at her only to find her holding up her phone to you showing the only three pictures you both have. You were speechless for a few seconds knowing that she never deleted the pictures even when she was still mad at you.

"So? Which one is your favorite?" She asks you again, raising her eyebrows. "Oh, uh I like all of them but my favorite one is the accidental one. Your smile looks different in a good way of course." You answer nervously. "Hmmm, that's weird." Her thinking expressions are evident on her face with her pressing her lips. "Why?" You glance at her then look back to the road. "Oh nothing, it's weird because I thought the same. I like this one because your smile looks the best compared to the others." She explains as she zooms in the picture to see more of you in it.

All you can do is smile at her overload of cuteness. "Look at your face on this one." She shows you a picture of you that she took as she laughed. "Heeey, I don't look that bad in that picture." Embarrassment stirred in you. "I didn't say you look bad." She tackles your statement. "Oh yeah? Then what were you trying to say?" You retort in a playful mocking tone. "You look cute--uh I meant not that cute--wait wait that didn't come out right. You look cute but not like-- I don't know. You look okay. There! That's what I meant. You look okay." She rambles out of control with her hands moving like she is in panic, her cheeks blush instantly without any warning.

"Ouch! Just okay?" You tease with a knowing smile. "Oh come one, y/n. You know what I meant. She rolls her eyes as she playfully hits your arm. "Ouch! Wow, you hurt my feelings now you hurt my arm." You said it dramatically. "Oh shut it, y/n." Lizzie tries to hold a smile.