My Beautiful, Beautiful Elizabeth.

Tension

[Lizzie's perspective]

I wake up in the morning with a huge hangover. I don't even remember getting home last night. I get up hold my head, I go grab a glass of water and sit back down on the couch. I notice a note on my coffee table. I read the note and the memories come flooding in. "Oh shit...shit! shit... Fuck, damn it...y/n...", I try to look for my phone but I cant find it anywhere.

"Where the fuck is my phone !?", I say out loud. "Fuck sakes!", I grab some sunglasses, a hat and coat and leave my house. I head back to the bar I was in last night to look for my phone. I drive myself there and I am panicking, did paparazzi release the photos? Why did I kiss Robbie? Fuck. I go into the bar.

"Hi, I think I left my phone here last night ?", I ask a worker who then leaves, I assume to get my phone. The worker does come back with my phone and it is dead.

"Sorry do you have a charger I can use it's urgent", I ask.
"Sure just go behind the bar and there should be an outlet", the workers tells me, "thank you", I say, quickly moving behind the bar. I plug my phone in and wait for it to turn on.

"Elizabeth?", a male voice asked. I look up.
"Robert?", I ask and he just smiles. "Just call me Robbie. How are you doing, you look like crap.", he says laughing.
"I definitely feel like crap, but I left my phone here yesterday and now I am charging it....wait do you know if the photos from last night were released?", I ask him.
"No I haven't see anything on media yet", he tell me and I let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for yesterday, I assume you took me home? And sorry I kissed you and you had to deal paparazzi.", I tell him.
"No it's totally fine, looks like those photos won't be getting out or they would be out already. I hope that's how it works.", he tells me, I stare at my phone anxiously waiting for it to turn on. I didn't even get the chance to talk to y/n again yesterday. If those photos got out it would be so much worse.

"Thinking about y/n?", Robbie asked.
"I ...Um..", I can't get the words out.
"Hey I ain't judging, you kinda said her name before you kissed me yesterday so I figured thats why you don't want to pics to get out"
"It's...", I say still struggling to get the words out
"It's complicated ?", he says. "Yeah that", I tell him and he gives me a smile.

My phone turns on and I quickly call someone to distract y/n. Scarlett.
[On the phone with Scarlett]

Lizzie: I need a favor

Scarlett: What is it ?

Lizzie: I did something bad but I was drunk... I just need you to keep y/n away from anything social media based or news based.

Scarlett: Do I even want to know ?

Lizzie: If you know you probably won't help but if not for me then do it for y/n.

Scarlett: Okay I'll see what I can do...but Lizzie I swear if it's bad I can't keep defending you.

Lizzie: I know and thank you for helping.

I open a voicemail from my agent.
[Voicemail from agent]

"Lizzie you got drunk at a bar and kissed a stranger....well people are saying his name is Robbie ? Anyway TMZ is releasing the story with evening news. "Lizzie Olsen spotted cozy with a musician in LA", it will probably die down but you know everyone is going to freak about it anyways. Just a heads up, I did everything to shut it down but they weren't budging it was to big of a story for them.",
I throw my phone on the ground. Fuck. What should I do ? I think to myself.

"There are realizing the photos", I tell Robbie.
"I am sorry, It wasn't even like that. I will gladly say it publicly. I am sorry I should pushed you off quicker", he tells me.
"It's not your fault", I say.
"You know you should probably tell her before it goes public", he tells me, "I have to go set up but if there is anything I can do let me know, I'll see you around ?", he says, "yeah I'll see you around"
"Hope everything goes okay with y/n", he says then leaves.