Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 63

A/n: Hello, lovelies! Welcome to the first of the last 3 chapters of this series! I am so excited to post this because I love how this turns out. Shout out to my besties Skurczykalamarnica for helping me. Just a heads up this chapter has a SMUT and this is also a DARK chapter. High (&Dua Lipa) by Whethan, Dua Lipa inspired the smut part and Freak (feat. REI AMI) by Sub Urban, REI AMI helped me set the dark mood. Happy reading!

Warning: 18+ SMUT (power bottom!Lizzie), DARK fic, violence, swearing words, mentions of blood and ANGST.

"So...why don't we go to your place now to grab you stuff? I can't wait for us to live together." excitement shows in her tone. You look at her and smile at her cuteness. "Me too, my dear and yes, it's a good idea. We'll go grab some of my stuff." You hold her hand and bring it to your lips then give it a soft kiss. You feel lighter after leaving the golf range and the fact that both of you are on the next level of your relationship makes your heart smile as wide as the one on your face despite the concerning problem you both have right now. Her presence always brings heaven to you, she brings happiness to you. She always does.

You dropped by to get some boxes to bring your stuff to your girlfriend's house before you drive home. As soon as you park the car you grab Lizzie's hand to stop her from opening her door. "Uh, wait, Liz.."

"Y/n, what's wrong?" She asked as soon as she turned around to you. "I want to make sure nobody's in there first before you come in with me. I don't want you to get hurt." You explain, worry written all over your face.

"What if YOU get hurt in there? No, I'm coming in with you. Besides what makes you sure that I'm not gonna get hurt here?" She argues. "You will lock yourself in this car and he or they whoever it is can't get you hurt." You throw back another argument.

"Yeah but they still can break this window like they broke your house's window. Honey, this is stupid. Please, let me come in with you. I don't want you getting hurt as much as you don't want me getting hurt." Her eyes scream a beg and worry at the same time.

"Okay, Liz. Promise me if anything bad happens there and I told you to run, you will run no matter what happens, okay?" You compromise. "Leaving you? Hell—" You cut her off and didn't leave her any room to argue any more. "Liz..." Her name slips out of your lips demanding in a stern tone. She nods in defeat then both of you get out of the car.

You walk into the house as you hold her hand tight protectively. The sound of the broken glass popping as you walk on them. "Mitch said he will get somebody to clean it and fix the window." You whisper then you look around cautiously before you proceed to the tv room. You search for somebody else's presence around the room as you keep looking back at Lizzie and her back to make sure nobody shows up behind her. You feel her squeeze your hand nervously and it makes you more fear crawled onto your body. As soon as you feel the house is clear from danger, you feel relieved and you go to your room with Lizzie to pack your things.

"Oh look at this! You wore this the first time we met, at the meeting with Jane and Mitchel." She said with a smile and her green eyes sparkled with a memory as she pointed at the set of clothes you wore that day. "You meant, the first meeting when you disliked me so bad and refused me to be your assistant? You teased with a smirk.

She rolls her eyes at your response. "I'm glad that you were very stubborn and didn't quit. I don't know what I would do if you did." She gives you a soft peck kiss. You smile from the kiss. "I'm glad you weren't more annoying than you were, otherwise I would quit." You poke fun at her one more time and this time she playfully slapped your arms. "Ouch, that hurt." You pretend. "Whatever, babe." She giggles. You continue to pack more of your clothes and belongings.