Elizabeth Olsen is an actress and incredibly talented, knows what she wants, she has the perfect boyfriend, the perfect job and life is just perfect. Isn't it?
Then there's Y/N, who is also an actress. Who is still trying to figure out what it mean...
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Chp is literally just u and Liz
Elizabeth POV
We walked in silence for a few minutes both of us taking in the not-so-silent night, as there was noise of cars passing and people talking or rumbling from machines.
But it still felt peaceful.
"How'd it go with Jessica?" I asked a question breaking the silence we walked in, I didn't really care for the answer but knew it was probably on her mind.
That seems mean.
"I don't know." She answers with a shrug of her shoulders, a frown on her face, "What about you?" She asks turning her head to look at me as we stop to let cars pass.
"What do you mean?"
"What about you? As in how are you? It's not that complicated of a question really." She said with a slight smirk on her face as I narrowed my eyes at her.
"I think I'm doing okay?"
"That was a question." She points out quietly as we cross the street.
I sighed looking around, taking in my surroundings looking at the corner stores and all the shops in the vicinity, and the tall buildings around us.
"I know but it's complicated."
"Can't argue with that. Feelings are complicated." She mumbled taking a glance at me and then looking up at the sky. "Do you like the stars?" She asked without looking down from the sky.
"Yeah, I do," I whispered without taking my eyes off of her. She looked down and looked at me her face scrunching up for a second.
We both stopped walking and she just stared at me making me feel shy, "your eyes are beautiful." She said as if she was in a daze and I felt a blush rise in my cheeks praying that she couldn't see it. "Especially in the moonlight; they're glowing."
I felt my heart beating fast in my chest and I had to look away from her. The fuck is she doing to me?
"You really know how to charm a girl don't you?" I joke to disguise how flustered I am.
She just laughs and starts walking again, "I wish. When it comes to women I am no expert."
"Really?" I asked shocked then realized she was a ways ahead of me and rushed to catch up.
"Mhm. I always run to Scarlett for relationship advice."
"Mm same or my sisters." She hums, "Do you have siblings?"
"I do."
"How old?"
"16 and 13."
"And how old are you?"
"24."
"Wait so how old is your mom?"
"She's 39 why?" She asks a yawn escaping her lips.
