Champagne Problems - Elizabeth Olsen

drunk night out

You looked at yourself in the mirror one last time, you aren't really satisfied on how you look. You wouldn't call yourself ugly but you can't say you're pretty either, it's complicated.

"Wow, you look so beautiful." Scarlett reminded you, clearing whatever is in your head that's telling you otherwise. She engulfed you in her arms lovingly. "How did I get so lucky?"

"I am the lucky one." You replied before you pecked her lips and smile. You are indeed the lucky one, there's not much of explanation needed. You tap her arms so she can let go of you, you walk around her to take your purse. "I have to go now." You added.

"Don't get too drunk, okay? you know your limits, follow it. I love you" She reminded you and kissed you again that quickly turns into a make out session.

"Babe I swear I won't be able to leave if you keep kissing me." You said in between kisses. She stop kissing you but still keep you in her arms.

"Stupid work, I want to come." She pouted and you pecked her lips 'till it go away.

"Poor baby, do you want me to stay here?" You asked. If Scarlett wants you to stay you will, Elizabeth would understand. You can't imagine ever putting someone else above your girlfriend.

"No babe, you deserve this break. Go now before I kiss you again." She said, you can't help but smile at her fighting herself not to pout.

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You really didn't know where you were going, you trusted google maps on letting you know where to head. Luckily, you found your way to this exclusive bar that seem so high end. You didn't really expect otherwise.

Scarlett's driver had dropped you off as you head to the main area of the bar. It was indeed very exclusive and built for celebrities, the guards won't let you in, luckily Elizabeth arrived short after.

You weren't able to get her number earlier and Scarlett wasn't responding to your texts. She's probably doing work already. It's understandable why Elizabeth is late, she is looking like a billion dollar; wearing her maroon suit with her heels, you almost drool the moment your eyes meet her.

Unbeknown to you, Elizabeth can't keep her eyes off of you either. She can't believe how a simple dress could look so elegant on someone. You have a great fashion sense, she would remind herself when she would find herself looking at you.

"I am sorry I made you wait." The blonde apologizes for the nth time. You both settled in a booth far away from the entrance but close enough to the dance floor.

"I told you, I did not wait that long." You shook your head and smile, she did the same.

You did not wait that long, it's true. You are also far from complaining as you saw tons of celebrities just walks pass by you. You are never getting use to it, even after years of dating an actual celebrity.

"You still waited and I was late so sorry." She insisted with her apology, her eyes really speak as if she's asking for your hearted forgiveness.

The phone ringing disrupted both of you with your back and forth of "I'm sorry" and "no its okay."

"Hold on, this is them." She raise her ringing phone to show you before standing up and walk away probably to find a more quite place.

People starts coming in the bar and its getting a bit more crowded. You are sitting there for about 15 minutes by yourselves, people are eyeing you out and you cannot figure out if its because they think you look cute or because they pity that you are alone. You start to think it's the latter but a minute later Elizabeth arrived once again to join you.