Women>life (celeb gif shots)

Not mine P2 (Elizabeth Olsen)

Y/n's POV:

Blazing rage, confusion and old feelings have been bubbling in my chest the past couple of days but now it's early Saturday morning, the start of a weekend that could either be hell or heaven.

I haven't heard from my friends ever since the day at Josh's house and if I'm honest that scares me. I was a wreck- I am a wreck.

My car pulls up to a massive cabin, the same cabin me, Josh and Rob used to spend our childhood school holidays at. My thoughts jumping and swirling at what the outcome of this trip could be.

I get out of the car and make my way over to the trunk, as I open it up another car pulls up right next to me, their window rolls down and it's Rob. "Hey Y/n!" He yells.

"Hey." I say quickly and quietly.

"Y/n! What's up?" I turn my head and watch as the back widow rolls down exposing Josh and Elizabeth's face to me. My eyes a super glued to hers as they sparkles and she gives me a smile.

I don't say anything, instead I pull out my suit case and backpack, slinging it over my shoulder. The other three get out of their car and grab their bags too. "Here let me help." I mumble, reaching down to grab Lizzie's bag for her.

"No y/n/n, it's ok." I haven't heard her call me that nickname in a while, this causes something in my heart to twitch.

"Really it's the least I can do." I reach and grab her hand, the same hand that held onto the handle of her bag. I look up at her face instantly noticing the pink rising on her soft cheeks. Maybe the pink is from the cold air hitting her face?

She finally let's go of the bag and we make our way over to the front door, finally getting out of the cold of the winter forest the cabin is around.

Once we're inside we part ways, I hand Lizzie her bag back and with a quick thank you she's gone. I make my way through the cabin and to a small room I used to sleep in as a child. I place my bags down and sit on the double bed, alone the thoughts rise again.

My brain is flashing me all the childhood memories I spent here with Josh and robs family, my family never used come, 'you know works to busy Y/n' they'd say, 'anyways you would have more fun without us.' Although I do wish they did come but I still had plenty of fun without them. I think of all the memories before life got complicated and scary, before Lizzie and Josh got together, when I was with Lizzie. But now it's all just memories. Now she's someone else's-

A knock rattles me out of my thoughts.

"Well I'm surprised you came Y/n." I turn my head towards the door to see Emma leaning on the door frame a small smirk smeared on her face.

"Hello to you too Em." I say getting up and giving her a small hug.

"Honestly Y/n what are you doing here? After the commotion at Josh's house and the way you talked to Lizzie- I honestly wasn't expecting you here." Emma ramble's following me as I pick my bags up, placing them on the bed and starting to unpack.

"I know, I know but I'm just hoping that maybe me being here could lead to something good." I respond, defeat almost evident in my voice.

"You know I'm not trying to sound rude when I say this but lately... Y/n lately good has really been one to follow you around."

"Em- that's mean," I whisper. "But I know."

"Listen, this weekend I want you to talk to Lizzie ok? Hear her out, try and at least bare each other." Emma says sternly, she places some of my shirts in the closet.

"Come on," I say rolling my eyes at this task.

"I'm not saying be friends with her, but I do want to be able to hang around you guys and not feel this suffocating tension between the two of you. It's killing me- actually it's killing everyone!" Emma yells the last part. I start to feel bad, but I know what I have to do.