La Lace (Elizabeth Olsen x F Reader)

Chapter 4- Instagram

Lizzie's POV

The morning came fast, thank God. I couldn't sit with my thoughts any longer. I dreamt of her, my bartender. We lived like a married couple, like Robbie and I but without the distance and communication issues. I got to work early, planned the lesson and walked to the desk Y/N had been using. I cleaned the simple clutter off the desk and readjusted the unmarked papers. Whether she would notice I didn't know, but if her clutter was in my classroom, I would clean it up. I like things tidy, organised.

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She hasn't looked at me once, not even a glance. I hate this. She was taking my comment to the extreme, even when I mentioned her whilst talking to the class, she ignored me. I was getting the cold shoulder and it pained me. I just wanted her to look at me and see I didn't want to be ignored, I just couldn't let myself go like that one, amazing, night. I agree that I have to make my mind up but I don't want to. The thoughts of her stress me out enough, let alone contemplating the outcome if I did choose her over my life. Would she even stay around for long? She doesn't seem like the committed type.

Lunch was slowly approaching and I think I have figured out what I'm going to say. A simple 'Do you want to get lunch' Easy. That would be easy; to say and to answer. I think it would give enough of a hint to the fact I want to see her but not 'let's have sex'. I've figured this all out. It has to work.

Just as I dismissed the class and built up enough courage to walk over to her desk and ask her to lunch, she got up and left. She picked up her phone, left her bag and without another word hurried out of the room. I was crushed, I think my heart sank to my feet. I sat back at my desk, I'm an idiot to have thought she would give me a second glance. Out of the corner of my eye I see her outside, what? I walk to the window and peer out, only enough so she couldn't see me. I watch her leave site, and head towards the low brick wall which borders the university. There I see her take a seat on it looking down at what I can only assume is her phone. After a few minutes a blond, very pretty woman walks up to her and they embrace each other in a hug. Fuck.

It's not until the woman turns around, having a glance around before sitting down that I realise who it is. The stripper from the other night, the ex. I go to sit back down, but I just can't help myself. I watch as they talk, laughing and an arm goes around the blond woman's bare shoulders. She was stunning, I can't lie. No wonder Y/N seems to be so hooked up on her. After seeing them kiss, I bought myself back to my desk. It felt like someone how knocked the wind out of me and I just stared down for a few minutes unable to compose myself. I go to leave; I can't handle being in this room knowing they're just outside. I leave to go for my lunch but as I walk past her desk, I glance down and see the stack of papers she has completely marked... In a red Paper Mate Ink joy pen. That was the moment all my emotions hit me. She had gone out of her way to buy the pen I had specifically said I liked to be used when marking papers. She had remarked the few papers she did in blue but this time in red. Wow. I really have feelings for Y/N. But she's outside with another woman.

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Wine. Wine and cooking will solve all of this. I cooked Robbie's favourite food, anticipating his arrival to be soon considering it was 5pm on a Tuesday. Half way through caramelising onions, my phone goes off. Aubrey, of course.

Aubrey poo 💩

Did u see her today?

Lizbeth 🍑🍆

Yep

Aubrey poo 💩

Y does that seem like a bad yep?