Baby Blue (Elizabeth Olsen)

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The publicity and excitement for the new movie is really ramping up. The premier for Infinity war is a week away and the whole fan-base, including the ones that are new to marvel, are really excited. I'm aware of the ending of the movie and am so excited to see what their reaction is when they see that half of the avengers perish. The won't even know what hit them.

But despite one of the biggest movies ever released, my attention wasn't on that, funnily enough.

It was on [Y/N]. I was thinking that I might ask her if she wants to come to the premier with me. I know it's a little unorthodox, and that asking her out on a date is probably the better option, but I can't help but feel like that would make the evening even better. Not only would I become one of the most famous in people in Hollywood, I would have the person I'm crushing over next to me the whole time.

I decided that that was exactly what I was going to do.

When I got back home, Robbie had listened to me, which I found quite surprising. All of his stuff had been removed, the only thing hinting that he lived her was his scent and a note on the kitchen table.

When I'd closed the door and put my keys on the table I walked up to the note. I ripped open the envelope and threw the remaining rubbish on the counter.

Elizabeth,

I know that you hate my guts, and there's every chance that you won't read this.

But I want you to know that what we had was real. And I really did love you. I didn't want to cheat on you, and if I'm being completely honest I don't know why I did it.

I don't want your forgiveness, I don't deserve it. I want you to know that I really did value what we had,

And that I'm sorry, really.

Robbie.

As much as I hated him for what he did, and as much as I laughed as he attempted to get me back, I feel bad for him. There's no way that I'm taking him back. No cheater deserves a second chance, but I did value what we had. It was real, very real and I did love the man. No matter what he did could change that.

I pushed back tears as I folded the small piece of paper back into the envelope and walks over the trash. I took one last look at the note before letting it fall on top of all the other rubbish.

I leave the downstairs area and head upstairs towards the bedroom. It looks unusually odd with all of his belongings gone, but I shrug it off and head to the closet where I grab some clothes to go to the coffee shop.

It's just some black leggings and a black black cotton shirt. I brush my hair for a second to straighten it out. I head down stairs grabbing my keys and some black trainers and leave for the shop.

I don't run like I usually would because I want this girl to like me. So me showing up all sweaty is not the first thing I want her to notice. The walk is refreshing, the happy and upbeat sounds of birds chirping, the light breeze that occasionally sends shivers up my arms. The warm, unrelenting sun beating down, warming anything and everything it touches.

As always I got to the crossing to see her sat in her seat, a small black book opened on her lap, her hand moving elegantly up and down, as always.

I cross the road and the door opens with a ding. She hasn't looked up at me and I feel like I need a reason to sit, or even talk with her.

•

I noticed that she came in the shop. I knew when she was looking at me from across the street, because she mustn't know that I can see the whole street from where I'm sat. Every time she stands at the lights, staring at me, I know.

She quickly glances at me while she goes up to the counter. She orders the drink that she usually gets and a muffin. The coffee shop is pretty full, so either she sits with me, at my table, or she eats on the walk.

"Excuse me, [Y/N], you kind of I sit here." She asks as turns around from the counter. I pretended to be engrossed in my drawing.

"Of course." I say with a smile, gesturing to the opposite seat.

"Thank you." She mutters as she takes a seat.

"Elizabeth, I wanted to apologise if I embarrassed you in front of your friends." I say, referring to the other night when they found themselves in the restaurant where I work.

I noticed that as soon as she saw me she put her head down and was hesitant to speak.

"No no no, [Y/N] it wasn't your fault. I just hadn't told them that..." she paused for a moment. "That I have a crush on you." She looks down and smiles, a blush forming on her cheeks.

A similar one plays on my cheeks. Of everyone in the world Elizabeth Olsen could have the hots for, she has it for me. What are the chances? I think to myself how fortunate I am to even meet her, let alone her have a crush on me.

I'm too afraid and smitten to talk to I allow her to speak first, this time. "I was wondering... I was wondering if you'd like to maybe... would you like to got to a movie premier... with me, I mean?" She asks.

She must be nervous because she's stumbling on her words, unable to get them out of her mouth. Her mind wants to say all of these things, but her lips won't allow her.

"Depends on the movie." I say. The answer was yes from the get go, I mean all you have to do is lay eyes on her to see that the answer is always yes.

"It's an Avengers movie. Avengers: Infinity War." She replies, trying to gauge my thought's through my eyes. 

"And I'm guessing you're in this?" I ask her, once again knowing the answer. I've seen the interviews about the movie, and the hype around it. I've also seen that she and her fiancé have broken up, but I felt like treating her like I would if she wasn't a celebrity was better for... I'd.

"I am, yes."

"Would I have to dress elegantly? And what would I be going as?" I ask. She looks up at me as if she were surprised by my answer, her eyes searching mine for any hint of a lie.

She won't find one because there's none to be found.

"You'd probably have to dress like you would on the red carpet. And... you'd be going as my date." She responds, her cheeks now a tomato red, her eyes locked onto mine.

"Erm, Elizabeth I don't mean to question you, but I couldn't help but read about the situation with your fiancé." I say. I hated to bring it up but I wanted to know she was doing this because she really wanted something with me.

She looks down, disappointed that I've asked. I intently regret my decision to ask. Elizabeth freaking Olsen has asked me on a date, [Y/N], just take the W and date her for fucks sake.

"Look I'm sorry I shouldn't have-." I was cut off by her reply.

"No, it's fine. You have a right to ask. But if it helps, I had a crush on you while we were together. Unlike him I didn't act on it." She says, looking down and taking a sip of the coffee.

She really does like me.

"Elizabeth, I would be honoured to go to the premier as your date." I say, something that I never thought I would.

"So, you're a chef?"

A|N

So we're going shopping, people!
What should we wear?

Space Cadet- Often referred to as space cadet blue, it's a color that is popular in Australia and New Zealand and was invented in 2007.