The Women Behind The Suit

Chapter 3: Green eyes

"If there's even a slight chance of getting something that will make
you happy, risk it. Life's too short,
and happiness is too rare." ~A.R. Lucas

Tw: Mention of Anxiety
Perviously: "I looked over and I met green eyes.."

Y/N Pov:
I met these green eyes and i just completely froze. I couldn't move for a second. This is the last thing i wanted to happen.

"Y/N,Arabella, This is Elizabeth Olsen" He says looking in her direction.

"Hi Y/N and Arabella it's very nice to meet you"she says with shaking both of our hands

"It-It's very nice to meet you as well." I trying to not smile to hard. "Uhm excuse me for just one second" I say as i pretend someone is calling me

I get a drink from the bar and go outside to the balcony. There were no people around. It was a peaceful night with a stunning view of New York. It was breathtaking to see the lights and tall buildings. I could feel myself becoming anxious. I peeked around the corner to see if I could go to my boss, but she was having a good time, so I didn't bother. I called Makai, as I do every time I have a mental breakdown. He's not there, which is nice, but whatever. I set my drink down and didn't even take a sip because I'm not sure if drinking would be harmful at this point.I noticed my breathing becoming a little unsteady. I started looking for a place to sit so I didn't flip over the balcony. I decided to sit on the floor because it was the only option and I didn't want to die. I heard heels approaching the balcony.

"Hey heyy... Are you ok?" While touching me, I heard a soft voice say. Their hands were so soft that they could easily pull me out of any dimension I was in. I was too caught up in my anxiety to notice what was going on or who it was. I could only whimper. I knew it was a bad idea to come to this party with all my anxiety, but I thought I'd be fine until I saw how many people there were, and then Elizabeth fucking Olsen shook my hand. This person tightly hugged my body. I could tell they had a lot of experience dealing with anxiety attacks. I looked up to see the same green eyes I had seen earlier. When I realized what was going on, I quickly came down.

"Im sorry.. i-it just to many people and everything. You didn't need to do all that-"

"Hey it's okay, I"ve been there, I know what it's like. I couldn't just let you suffer in this mental state." Elizabeth says with a kind concerned smile.

We both sat up on the balcony at the same time. Taking in the fresh air. Surprisingly, there was a pleasant silence. It wasn't awkward or strange in any way. I was relieved that she understood everything and didn't think it was strange or anything.

"So what brings you outside the party instead of having fun." I say as i clear my throat.

"To many people. I also needed a break from talking to some many people." She says while looking at the New york lights.

I didn't wanna break the conversation because honestly this will most likely be the last time I ever talk to her.

"From the looks of the trailer.. I can see Wanda Maximoff is about to blow my mind" I say while looking out at the stars

"Wanda Maximoff fan huh?" She says with a light blush and a smirk.

"Maybe." I say with a smirk noticing her blush. Shit did i just make her blush i think to myself.

"I know this may sound weird and I-I honestly knew you for a few minutes and we don't even know much about each other expect fact that we have anxiety and-"

"Y/N it's okay you can ask me" She says stopping me in the middle of my ramble.

"Well its only 9:00pm and its pretty boring do you wanna go for a walk with me?" I say looking down with my hand on the back of my neck