My Beautiful, Beautiful Elizabeth.

Date Night: Part 1

I get to my house nervous about how Lizzie will really feel about me being late, the flowers are still put together well despite all my running and a taxi ride. I open the door to the house and Lizzie is sitting in the kitchen on her phone. She looks at me and smiles.

"Hey", I say
"Hey, you are finally here", she tells me and I walk over to her.
"I am so sorry about this whole thing, but these are for you", I tell her and I hand her the flowers and she gives me a smile.
"These are lovely y/n", she says and then she pulls out the card with Emily's number I had left on the flowers. Oh crap I think to myself.
"What's this?", she questions reading the card.
"There is just a number here...wait who is Emily ?", she asks.

"Uhh she is a reporter who was interviewing me about my life...she also gave me her number", I tell her nervously,
"Oh, she give you her number ? Isn't that a bit unprofessional for a reporter?", she questions.
"Maybe ? It's nothing I just took it to be kind, cause we had spent quite a while just talking"

"Is this Emily the reason you are late?", she asked, her tone seemed like she was upset.
"Lizzie it's not a big deal, I lost track of time for a bit, she said it would be quick. I told her I was seeing someone anyways...off record....I am here now can we go back to getting our date started?", I say.

"Why didn't you just tell me you were with a reporter ? You told me you got stuck at the shop.", she add on in a more upset tone.
"I was caught off guard, but seriously it's nothing", I take the card from her and throw it in a bin and I wait for her to say something. We fall into a silence and Lizzie takes a deep breathe, then walks over to me.

"I forget that you are a star in the making now, so I guess it's hard thinking about how people will be all over you. Not only because of your fame but because you are genuinely a good person. You attract people with your energy and you make them love you", she tells me. There is only one person I want love from and that was her, I think to myself.

"You don't think I worry ? I mean you are Elizabeth Olsen for crying out loud, you could have anyone you want because who isn't throwing themselves at you. I mean look at Aubrey for example she was trying to get with you...", I tell her slightly laughing and she laughs with me.
"I suppose you are right", she tells me with a playful frown. "It's hard to find people you can trust in the industry, I guess I feel like you have every reason to let me go. It makes me insecure", she says and I had never thought about her insecurities in all of this, but I was glad she was talking about it.

"I dont plan in letting you go...Can we forget about this and get to our date?", I ask her. I extend my hand for her to take, and I place a kiss on her hand.
"Sorry for making it a thing, I just constantly have this feeling...a feeling...", she says.
"Hey I only have eyes for you Olsen", I reassure her showing her the ring. I would've told her I love her but I was tired of making the first move. She knew what I felt, I am still waiting for her give my something back. She walks past my and places the flowers in a vase filled with water. I look at her and smile.

She comes and links my hands with hers and pulls me in for a slow kiss.
"Shall we?", she tells me.
"We shall.", I smile and we walk out the door.

"So where are we going anyways ?", she questions .
"You'll see", I tell her and I order a taxi and whisper him a place to go, Lizzie doesn't question it. We sit in a car for a while, holding hands until we finally arrived to a rage room as Gwen had inspired. I think it would be a good release after the conversation me and Lizzie had just had.

"A rage room?", she tells me and I laugh, "don't worry this isn't the only place we are going to, this is just a small session for the hell of it", I tell her. We get out the taxi and walk into a building. I get us a 20 minute session to start off. The workers explain to us how it works, give us protective gear and put us in a room together.