Soon To Be Mrs ||E.Olsen||

Explanations &

"Babe are you cheating on me?!" Melissa yelled at Robbie as she saw me.

Both Melissa and I scrambled out of bed, leaving Robbie in a heap of sheets and a lot of explaining to do.

"Babe it's not like that!" Robbie tried to explain himself

"Babe why?!" Melissa sobbed as I rolled my eyes in disgust

"Can you both stop saying babe it's doing my bloody head in" I raised my voice over theirs and they turned to look at me, Robbie showing panic and Melissa looking me up and down in distaste.

Robbie joined us standing next to the bed and took Melissa's hands in his own, pulling them to his chest to which she grimaced at.

"Melissa, baby, I would never do anything like that to you, you mean to much to me." He tried to reassure her.

"I can't anymore" I muttered, rubbing my hand over my forehead. "Mel, can I call you Mel? I'm going to call you Mel," I said but held up a finger as she tried to interject "Robert here is engaged."

Robbie turned to me, his mouth hanging agape, eyes widened.

"What the fuck Robbie!" Melissa yelled

"She- she's lying! I wouldn't do that!" His voice cracking and I snorted at the whole ordeal.

"Look up Robbie Arnett and Elizabeth Olsen paparazzi" I said nonchalantly.

Melissa did just that, quickly finding her phone and googling it, scoffing when she saw it.

And with that she threw on her jacket and promptly walked out of the room.

A thick silence blanketed the small bedroom as the sound of the bedroom door still echoed around it.

"Wait erm-" Called Melissa from where I presumed to be the kitchen "Girl who owns the place..Where's the door?"

Actually thankful for her call, I speed-walked out of there leaving Robbie looking like a whole ass standing man emoji.

I found her observing my large plant collection, fingers delicately touching each leaf.

She turned to face me once I cleared my throat, making myself known. "Door's just down here." I pointed to the hallway, walking after her.

As I opened the door for the woman, I gently grabbed her arm as she walked out, stopping her.

She turned, brow quirked in silent question.

"I know I don't know you, but I'm sorry for what Robbie has done and I'm sorry if you really liked him" I apologised sincerely.

"Oh no it's fine, I was just messing around with him anyway. Hell, I'm married!" She laughed

It was my turn to raise a brow at the other girl, my mouth opening then closing.

"But if you ever need some fun here's my number," She pulled out a wad of..business cards? One was placed on my table next to my front door where I usually put my keys. "Nice to meet you Y/N!" She sing-songed, walking away from me.

"How do you know my name-?" I called after her

"I'm sure Robbie will tell you everything, I'm too hungover for this shit" She yelled back, her voice gradually becoming smaller the further walked.

Oh right, the cosplay Jesus in my apartment.

I shut the door and walked back to my bedroom, ready to chew out this dickhead. But as I walked in, I was met with emptiness.

"Where the fuck-" I muttered, completely agitated at this point.

I heard something in the hallway and bolted as I put two and two together; fucker was trying to bail out of the mess he made.