You and me

Part 2

Y/N's POV 

This can't be real. No, I am definitely dreaming. I am in shock, first I meet Scarlett Johansson and now I am looking at freaking Elizabeth Olsen. Focus Y/N she needs help, freaking out can be done after she gets help. "Can you please stand up for me?" Elizabeth just shook her head and tried standing up but from the moment she did she stumbled and I caught her just in time. "Do you want me to call someone for you?" Elizabeth handed me her phone but when I tried to turn it on it was dead. "It's dead, I can take you home if you want." She is fucking hammered and can't even answer my questions. This is probably the friend that Scarlett was talking about. How can she just leave her alone? I can't just leave her alone, she will never get home. "Can you please just tell me your address so that I can bring you home?" Elizabeth tried to say something but before I knew it she was passed out, I could catch her just in time. What am I supposed to do now? Here I am standing with Elizabeth Olsen passed out in my arms. 

The only thing I can do is bring her to my home. I came here on my bike but there is no way that she can ride it on the back. She isn't even awake so I will need to carry her. I don't know how long it is to walk to my house, with my bike it's a short trip of 4 minutes so I hope it's not to long of a walk. I positioned Elizabeth on my back and started walking. Elizabeth's arms instantly wrapped around my neck and I held her legs to support her for not falling off. I get this feeling in my stomach like butterflies flying around. My hand is hurting like a bitch but I am just getting biting through it. Elizabeth snuggled deeper in my neck and I could feel her breathing on my skin. I can faint any moment now. The walk takes longer than I thought. I am happy that I work out so that I have no problem carrying her. Maybe it also has to do with my height. I am six foot 3 and she is I think five feet six so she is small to me. After about half an hour I started to get tired. I still had to walk a few blocks but my hand was killing me so I needed to support her with one hand. Some more time passes by and I heard some soft snores coming from the girl on my back. She is too cute to process, I don't know how I am going to survive this. After about an hour of walking I arrive at my studio. I gently take my keys out of my pocket and open the door. My little studio contains one king sized bed a tv and a small kitchen with an island to eat on. It's so small that there can't even be a couch in. But yeah, I made it look like home. The interior was black with some brown wood touches. I have a system installed so I can close some sort of curtain when I lay in my bed so that I have a little bit of privacy. My shower is in the same room as my toilet. and also very petit. I chose a grey colour for my bathroom and also little touches of wood.

I gently lay Elizabeth down on the bed and tuck her in. I am not going to chance her because that would be creepy. She probably isn't comfortable but there are countries that I will not cross. But I will lay some comfortable clothes ready for her so that she can change in the morning. I picked some black Nike shorts and a plain brown Nike hoodie. Yes, the only brand clothing I own is Nike don't judge me. I Picked my own sleep clothing and went tho the bathroom to change. My night routine is just brushing my teeth going to the toilet and then mostly watching some tv. After a night of working I am mostly tired and will just go straight to bed. Tonight was different, I had a beautiful woman laying in my bed and she didn't even know it. Wow, I sound just like a serial killer. Let's just hope that she doesn't wake up thinking that I am some crazy fan that kidnapped her in her drunk state. Wel that's a worry for tomorrow, I really need my sleep. Wait fuck, I can't sleep in my bed with Elizabeth. What am I going to do? The only solution is taking the floor, I don't even have an extra blanked. For fucks sake this is going to be a long ass night. I walked to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. Just as a was about to bring my hand to the glass a shot of pain flew trough it. Shit, I totally forgot about that. This doesn't look very good, my hand is full on purple on my knuckles. It's completely swollen, I just hope it's not broken because I need to be able to play tomorrow.