Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 37

You both comfortably fell asleep together on your big comfy couch under the blanket with Lizzie's hand wrapped around your body. You lay down with your head on the couch's arm and half of Lizzie's body lays on yours. Her head lays on your chest. One of her legs on yours. Both of you got comfy in your sleep. The night slowly ends. The sky gradually turns a little brighter. It's still early. Both of you are sound asleep, until you hear a phone ring. You woke up with a hangover and headache. Even the slightest light burns your eyes. You couldn't find your glasses, your eyes are half shut. The phone still rings and Lizzie is still sound asleep hugging you. You think she looks cute sleeping in your arms. You just want to pick up the damn phone as soon as possible so it won't wake her up. Your hands wander around trying to find the phone. You finally found it and you answered it.

"Hello?" You yawn as you answer, your eyes are closed. "Y/n? Wait, did I call you? Wait, no, I called Lizzie's phone. What are you doing answering her phone? Is she with you? It's still early there. What's going on?" Aubrey's ramble was too much for you to process right now but wakes you up a little bit. "Huh? What do you mean Aubrey?" You asked in confusion.

"Y/n, I called Lizzie's phone but you answered it. So it means she's with you right?" Aubrey tries to speak slower to help you to understand her questions. Then you start to realize, and you check the phone on your hand. "Oh shit. Y-yeah, uh it's her phone. Uh." Panic and embarrassment evident in your tone. "Uh huh y/n. It's still early in L.A. So, who stayed at whose place? I see. Something is going on." Aubrey teases you. "Nothing Aubrey, hold on. I'll give you to Lizzie." You tried to wake her up with the phone still on your ear. "Darling-I-I meant Liz - uh. Ms. Olsen wakes up. Aubrey is on the phone." Your hang over self didn't realize the phone was in your ear. "Darling? Liz?" Aubrey asked, trying to process what's going on and she gasped. "You called her Liz?? No no no you called her with pet names?? Oh my God! Tell me what happened y/n?" Aubrey rambles in excitement, her voice was too loud for your pounding head now.

Your mind can't function right now let alone handling Aubrey's reaction to all this. "Nothing happened Aubrey. Ms. Olsen, wake up." You tackle whatever assumption Aubrey has and then try to wake her up. You don't even realize you just called her in a formal way. She starts to stir up from her sleep, answering you in half asleep as she snuggles into you more. "It's Lizzie, y/n. Call me Lizzie." She let out a relaxed sigh. You can hear Aubrey laugh on the other end. You know for sure she heard everything. You are now more aware, you hold the phone away and you call her name in whisper to wake her up as your other hand rubs her hair and her face to wake her up slowly. "Liz, wake up. Aubrey calls. Lizzie darl- Liz ,wake up."

"What is it y/n? Five more minutes please." She keeps snuggling with you. "No no, wake up please. Aubrey is waiting. She is on the phone now." She woke up and you gave her the phone. She groans in annoyance, taking the phone and answering it with closed eyes. "Hello Aubrey. Why did you call so early?" She asks with no excitement at all. You watch her as your hand unconsciously rubs her back.

"Well, I was going to talk about when are you coming back to NY but now we have a more interesting topic to talk about. What happened with you and y/n?" Aubrey eagerly rambled. "Aubrey.. Aubrey.. Aubrey. I love you but can I call you later please? It's early and I'm having a hangover right now. The flight is tonight, so I'll see you there tomorrow. Ok?" Lizzie tries to cut the conversation short as she puts her palm on her eyes. "Hangover? Went crazy last night? Is y/n coming here with you?" Curiosity gets the best of Aubrey. "I love you Aubrey, see you tomorrow." Lizzie tries to hang up once again. " Okay okay Liz, sorry. See you tomorrow." The girls hung up the call.

"Shit! Aubrey won't let this one go for a few months." She exhales a long sigh. She put the phone down, and rested her head back to where it was. She gets comfortable in your arms again and lets out a relaxed sigh as she feels your fingertips gently rub her back . "I'm sorry, Liz. I didn't know it was your phone. I couldn't find my glasses, I was still sleepy and--" You let out a series of explanations and her finger reached up to your lips without her looking at you to stop you rambling. "It's okay, We just have to say the same exact answer if she asks one of us." She told you sleepily. "What should I say?" You ask in a relaxed tone but your mind thinks what she wants you to say. "Just tell her nothing happened. I was here to search for the flight with you and we had a bottle of wine." You can feel on your body that she shrugged her shoulders.