Champagne Problems - Elizabeth Olsen

eyes closed

WARNING

You woke up with arms wrapped around your body. A much more familiar feeling than the last time. You turn your head to see your girlfriend sleeping, it was a surprise to you since she wasn't supposed to be here in 2 days.

You caress her face carefully, admiring the little freckles she always hate but you deeply love. With her lips trying not to curl into a smile, you know she's awake, so you pressed your lips against hers for a quick second before waiting for her to open her eyes. 

"Staring someone who's sleeping is creepy," Scarlett's eyes flutter open revealing her captivating green eyes that would go soft only for you with her lips turning into a teasing smile. "Would it be better if I stare at you when you're awake? Or does it only count when you're sleeping because I like staring at you a lot," Your girlfriend blush.

"You're home early."

Maybe it's the way you have said it or maybe it's why you have said it in the first place but the aura in your girlfriend suddenly shift into something serious.

As if she's been burn, Scarlett tries to get away from your hold, "You don't want to?" She questions, raising her eyebrows looking at you intently.

"Of course I want to! I missed you like crazy."

"Good, for a second I thought you'd rather be with Lizzie than me." She  joked, at least that's what you hoped for.

"Why would you think that?" You engulf her in a hug, not letting her get out of bed.

"Well, I've seen the pictures. You guys went to fair, I thought we would go together?" Your heart picked up a pace, she didn't see any malicious pictures, did she? if she does, she's way too calm.

"We can always go again." You smile, your hand stay rested on the side of her face.

You stare right into her deep green eyes and each second that passes, it feels like you're drowning in them. You can see the glimpse of happiness in her eyes but your mind reminded you of your sins the night before.

"Are you okay?" Scarlett asked you, worried evident in her face. You shook out of your thoughts before you can find it in yourself to answer. "Just hungry."

"Me too. How about we eat?" She  leaned in towards to capture your lips. The lips you love so much and would die if you would never have the chance to kiss it again.

"Okay, I'll cook for you," You were stopped trying to get up when your girlfriend seductively whispers in your ear, "I have my breakfast right here." You melted.

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Scarlett feels that something might be wrong, she can't pin it down but she feels it in her guts. You guys weren't speaking much when she left and it's obvious that something in your behavior have changed.

She knows something is wrong but she can't question you without any proof or any idea what it may be.

You both arrived at the fair, your girlfriend clutching your hand to her chest in the most possessive way possible. This isn't her typical behavior, it made you wonder why. On the other hand, to her, everyone that looks at you feels like they would take you away.

"Babe, I swear if that man ever looks at you again." Scarlett mutter under her breath as she glares at the man who gave you a quick smile earlier before.

"That's one dude you have to fight. I have 50 dudes on the line." You groaned, stomping your feet like a little kid. Scarlett laughed at your cuteness.

"Maybe we should eat now." You suggested, she gave you a wicked smile that you know very well. "Actual food Miss!"