I Love You - Elizabeth Olsen

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June 23, 2018 Seattle

Elizabeth's POV

"Fuck me" I breathe out, stepping inside my hotel room. I just finished my panel on Comic-Con and I'm so fucking tired. I have no idea if is that because of interacting with people for so long and my anxiety tired me out or if it's fault because I'm pregnant.

Probably both.

At least thanks to my and Wanda's fans made my happy. Like real happy and for some time I forgot about my miserable situation.

For the last 2 weeks I just focused on filming Sorry For Your Lost and we finished filming few days ago. I love filming this show, but it demands from me a lot. It's not like I enjoy crying co much. Though, being pregnant and having mood swings, helped me with the crying part. It was just easier to start it, but harder to stop.

Now, when I finished my work, I have a free month before I'll be needed in Atlanta for some reshooting for Endgame. And when I'll be there, I'll have to tell Kevin about my situation. They need to know that I'm pregnant, so he wouldn't want me for any project while I'm excepting. I'm not going to do stunts or anything dangerous. It'll be too risking for my baby and the baby is more important than the work for me already.

I reach to my back to unclasp my bra, but a knock on the door stops me from doing anything. I sigh annoyed as I walk to the door. I just wanted to lay down and rest, my feet are killing me. I open the door quickly and I'm about to tell anyone who's behind to fuck off (nicely of course), but I stop myself seeing a known man.

"Hello" Tom Hiddleston greets me with a bright smile and immediately my expression turns from annoyed to happy one. I didn't have too much time to talk with him the whole day, even if we were pretty close to each other.

"Hi, Tom" I smile back at him and I open the door wider. "What's up?" I ask him politely. Even if I'm happy to see him, I was about to take a nap.

"I wanted to ask if you fancy for a drink, but if this is a bad time, I completely understand" He offers softly and I can't help, but even feeling tired, I really want to spend some time with him.

After all, he's one of my friends and he's a freaking gentleman. It doesn't matter what was between us a few years ago. I just know that I can talk with him about anything and he'll try his best to help me.

But I hesitate for a moment anyway, thinking about Perry. She wouldn't like me to hang out with my ex-. What? No. Fuck her. She cheated on me first and I need a friend. Fuck her jealousy, she can think whatever she wants at this moment.

"You know what? I'd love to, but maybe a dinner? I'm not in the mood for a drink" I partly lie. I don't want to tell him about my pregnancy yet, so dinner is a safe option.

"Yes, of course!" He exclaims happily as he claps his hands behind him. "Do you want to go now or do you need some time?"

"I need like 10 minutes to refresh and we can go" I say, already walking away from the door into the direction of the bathroom. But when I don't hear anything behind me, I look at him briefly. "You can wait here if you want"

"Oh, alright. Thank you" He nods politely and enters my hotel room, closing the door after him. I watch how he stands awkwardly near the door and I chuckle softly at him.

"You can sit on the bed or anything. You don't need to be so awkward around me, Tom" I insist and he laughs quietly, nodding.

"Sorry, of course" He mumbles and sits on the bed as I grab some black t-shirt, jeans and some clean underwear from my suitcase. Tom is dressed in gray long sleeve and black jeans, so I don't feel like I have to wear anything more fancy. I'll just put some fancier sweater on top of me and it'll do the work.