Invisible String (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem Reader)

SDCC: Part Two

"That was fucking amazing!"

Scarlett chuckled in the car seat beside me, scrolling through her phone. I probably looked like a child, bouncing in my seat and covered in Marvel merch. Kevin had really come through and hooked me up with everything. My favorite was my Black Widow hat I'd put on the second it was handed over.

"I can't wait for the movie. How does it end? Are they going to incorporate your death into it? Is Yelena taking over for you as the new Black Widow?"

Scarlett raised an eyebrow, giving me that look that told me she wouldn't tell me anything even if she could. I simply smiled, pulling out my own phone to take a selfie with my hat on before posting it on Instagram.

"You and Lizzie looked like you were getting along."

I smiled slightly as I put my phone away, looking over at the blonde, feeling utterly on cloud nine. "She's really nice."

"You didn't put your foot in your mouth this time?"

Chuckling, I shook my head, turning to stare out the window at the city's blurry night lights whizzing by. "Thankfully, no. By the way, I'm pissed at you for telling her she's my favorite Avenger."

"I had to. As much as I love annoying the shit out you, Lizzie is also just as fun to mess with. You should have seen her blush after I told her."

Trying to make it as casual as I could, I slowly turned my head, picking at an invisible thread on my pants. "She, uh, blushed?"

When I didn't receive a response, I glanced up at the blonde, immediately regretting it upon seeing the wide smile on her face. Fuck. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You like her, don't you?"

I snorted, suddenly finding my cell phone more interesting than my friend. "What? No. No. I just...it was an interesting piece of information, that's all."

"An interesting piece of information? You're so full of shit."

Rolling my eyes, I continued to stare down at my phone, randomly tapping on random apps in an effort to get her to drop the conversation. It's been occurring to me over the past few weeks that I was possibly a little more than just starstruck by the woman. Lizzie was kind and funny, the blonde stirring up something inside me that I hadn't felt in a while. And that terrified me. Everything about Lizzie terrified me.

"It's okay, you know?"

Swallow back the sudden emotion I was feeling, I turned my attention back towards Scarlett, finding the usually snarky woman looking at me with nothing but understanding on her features. "It's okay if you like Lizzie. I know it's only been like eight months, and I get that you're still understandably hurt and guarded because of what that bitch did to you, and you're probably scared. But you're allowed to move on and be happy again."

The blonde reached over, taking one of my hands in hers and squeezing it slightly. "I've been there, too. I felt the same way after Rose's dad and I split, when I met Colin. I was so scared to start something up again if it meant getting hurt for a third time. But I'm glad that I did. Because I have this amazing man in my life now, who loves Rose and I would gladly go through all it again if it meant I ended up with him. So my point is, I get it. I just don't want to see you pass up on that great love of your life because of that bitch. You deserve to be happy, Y/N."

Blinking back a few tears that had started to pool during Scarlett's speech, I sniffled, squeezing her hand that was still holding onto mine. "Thank you, Scar. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I know, I'm amazing."

Laughing, I let go of the blonde's hand to reach over and wrap my arms around her, silently thanking whatever higher being that was listening for giving me such an amazing friend.