Champagne Problems - Elizabeth Olsen

you would never

Scarlett was not your first love but she was the first one that mattered. The first time you met her at the beach after getting hit by a ball, she was nothing but sweet to you. All of the things she did was not forced, as if being with you is something she is ought to do. And for that, it's so easy to love her.

The first time you both confess your love for each other, was as simple as waking up.

The both of you were watching Brooklyn nine - nine in one of your many establish date nights. You have just turned 5 months into dating, and with Scarlett's busy schedule she have manage to fit you right in, she easily made you one of her priorities for such a little time.

The both of you were cuddling, you being the small spoon. After she have jokingly said you can't cook, she cuddles you asking for forgiveness. Although, the both of you know, you weren't really offended but any reason to be close is a good reason.

She was playing with your hair that time as you lay on her lap watching the said show. She was very into it, shipping Amy and Jake, betting that they would be end game.

And when you heard her laugh so genuinely, you can't help but look. You can't stop the smile that was forming on your face, not that you want to anyway. In that very second, it was as if the moment had stop.

She was easily the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. She took your breath away, her eyes shining like emerald crystal. It always made you wonder how lucky you were to land a girl like her. A lot of people have fought hard but you won without even putting much of a fight.

She noticed you weren't watching but more on watching her. You giggle along with her, asking yourself if you should really say the words you have been feeling for her for awhile now.

"I love you." You said it in a simple way. As if the words have been lingering in your tongue for months. Maybe, but you don't really know for how long.

"I love you more." Scarlett replied before closing the gap between the two of you.

Even from the start, Scarlett knows that she loves you more than you love her. No matter how many times you object. Action speaks louder than words and Scarlett has always been more caring, more cherishing, more loving and more everything.

So it's no wonder that you are running through the rain from your car to your house instead of chilling at a party like some sort of couple of the year.

Scarlett slammed the door shut when the both of you made it inside the house. The rain was heavy, despite the presence of the umbrella, it serves no purpose by how the wind was swaying the rain unto the both of you.

The sound of the rain was pouring in your roof loudly. It reciprocates Scarlett's heavy movements which is obvious with her frustration.

She threw the umbrella aggressively on the side of the door. "Fuck." She curses as she takes off her coat and threw it on the floor as well.

You clearly under estimated the state she's currently in, with how red her neck is turning to be; Scarlett is clearly drunk.

"I don't want to do this with you right now, you're drunk." You sigh taking your soaked coat and folding it in your arms.

"Why not, huh? You don't seem to shy away from conversations earlier."

"Look, it's not a big deal." The words left your mouth before you could even put much thought into it.

"Seriously? I..." Scarlett tried so hard to maintain calmness.

Her right hand formed in a fist while the other is massaging her head. With her eyes shut close, she tried to steady her breathing.