Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 42

A/N:  Hello lovely people! I'm back. Sorry it took a while for me to update but here I am with the new chapter! I'm trying this new way of writing it. So in Ch. 41, the last part was when y/n open her door for Gwen. This chapter I want to start at the time when Lizzie left for work after came to see y/n. It's NOT a flashback, I just want to describe how it is from Lizzie's sides after y/n left to L.A. I hope it won't be confusing. If you got confuse, just shoot me any question and I will gladly answer and explain. Alright then, happy reading! :D

That day you left for the airport, Lizzie was broken in the car on the way to work. She didn't want you to leave but the time and space might help to clear both of your minds. She looks at the pictures she took on the carousel with you on her phone. Tears pooled in her eyes, in one blink the tears dropped on to the screen of her phone screen. She wipes her tears off the screen with her fingers then her fingers gently touch your face on the phone screen. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I have to do this. We have to figure everything out. We'll see each other again, I promise." She talks to you in the pictures in whispers. Your perfume that sticks to her nose and stays in her shirt and hair just makes it harder for her to leave. She feels empty, it feels like her heart was ripped off from her chest and it stays there with you.

The first few days at work were hard for her. In the last few months she has never been really away from you at work or sometimes after work. You were always there around her and she is used to your presence around her. She accidentally called Aaron with your name a few times. Every morning she wakes up, she forgets that you are not in New York with her. She is always excited to see you every morning but the excitement is instantly replaced with disappointment and sadness when she realizes you are not there. She told Aaron to bring her the iced coffee you usually order everyday no matter how cold the weather is so she can feel like you are there with her. She plays your playlist whenever she can. She texts you or calls you just to hear your voice. She misses you. She loves it when she can video calls with you and your mom. It makes her feel like she is home.

One night, she misses you so much and she remembers you gave her the spare key of your apartment since the first day in case of emergency. Luckily, Jane rents a temporary room for Aaron since you still have your personal things in your apartment. So Lizzie goes up to your apartment. She goes to your room just to sit on the right side of the bed where you always sleep. She remembers that you always sleep on the right side of the bed. She sits quietly and sadly wishing you were there with her. She looked at the last spot where she was standing and hugged you before she left for work the last time she saw you. Then she decides to call you.

"Hello, darling?" You answered on the first ring. Her chest instantly swells with hope as soon as she hears your voice on the other end. "H-hello, y/n." She calls your name with a smile. "Are you okay, love?" Her heart pauses for a beat from the pet names you call her. "Yeah, I'm fine. Better now." She chuckles a little. "How was your day?" You ask. "It was okay. Aaron is not as good as you are as my assistant." She tries to joke. "Well, I'm the best assistant that Mitchel has, remember?" You return her joke with yours and she laughs a little. "Yes, but you are MY best assistant, not Mitchel's anymore. I'm your boss, remember?"

You laugh and you answer her back. "Well, the last time I remember, you are my stalker." Both of you telling your inside jokes back and forth. "Yes, I am. I'm still yours." She laughs more than just a chuckle this time. Her smile gets wider. "That's good to hear, Lizzie darling. It means I'm still the luckiest person." and just like that, the innocent inside jokes you both have not just bring a smile to both of you but also bring sadness to her. It hits her. "What are you doing? Are you getting ready to go to bed?" You asked her. Your question brings her back from her daze. "Uh, just sitting on the bed. Yes, I'm going to bed soon." The phone call with you really helps her and gives her comfort as if you are with her. "Okay dear, I want you to rest please. I'm sure you need it. I don't want you to get sick. I hope to see you soon. Good night, love."