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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"I want you. Okay? I don't want anyone else, I want you." I say exasperated, trying once again to show Lizzie that I wanted her, "but I need you to work with me, not against me, I need to know that you want this too."
She stared at me, her eyes glistening with emotion, none happy, and I saw that she was picking at her fingers, she must've noticed, because then she held them out of view.
"Y/N I wanted this, I wanted us to be an us, for seven months and I waited, hoping that you would somehow figure out how I felt and choose me, but you already knew how felt but you chose her. And now that you know she cheated you've been trying to win me over. Why do I have to be an afterthought?"
I shook my head, wanting to know why she thought that, "you're not an afterthought and you never were, I just needed to figure things out. You-you're not an afterthought to me and I wanna show you that."
I reached for her hand wanting to prove and show her that I made a mistake, but she pulled it away, and in that moment I think I felt heartbreak.
She never pulled away from me, granted it wasn't always intentional or maybe it was when I tried to just be in contact with her. And I hate touching people and I hate people touching me but I never had a problem when it was her.
But now to see her physically pull away from me, it's hurts more than I thought something could hurt.
I felt tears start to prick my eyes but I wouldn't let them fall, I felt my throat start to tighten but I wouldn't let the tears fall.
"I just need time Y/N." She said and I let out a shaky exhale, trying to blink away the tears that so desperately wanted to leave my eyes and I looked at the ground, not wanting her to see me in a vulnerable state.
"How much time?" I asked afraid of the answer, would she too take seven months to figure out if I'm worth a shot? Would she find someone thinking I put her through too much?
"I don't know. I.. I need time." She sighed, and I picked my head up to look at her, nodding my head numbly while taking a deep breath.
"Ok," I whispered out, not being able to look into her eyes anymore, and I turned around to walk to my car, a part of me was hoping she would call me and tell me to come back, and we would start our cliche love story.
But she didn't.
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I couldn't blame Lizzie for wanting space if I found that after seven months the woman I had been pining over knew how I felt about her but didn't say anything but just let me watch as she flaunted her relationship then when it ends come running to me I would probably feel the same way.
So I couldn't be mad at her being mad, I was more so mad at myself because I did kinda lead her on, the day of my birthday, when I almost kissed her, and I can't deny that I didn't encourage it, but what makes it worse is that I missed her more when I was with Jessica.
Sometimes during sex with her, it kept confusing me, but I realized that I was falling- already fallen for her but I was too much of a coward to end it with Jessica.
I got jealous, when I saw her and Robbie together, hell I got jealous of how close she and Calvin got and he's gay, it was like I was getting territorial over someone that wasn't mine, but I wanted her there as backup.
I can see why she thinks that she was an afterthought but I never intended for her to feel that way, I tried to talk to her about it but every time I got the courage Jessica would come and mess it up.
I tried at the baby shower last week and then came Hurricane Jessica, I wanted to try when we were at Calvin's and AGAIN hurricane Jessica came getting all clingy.
It feels like all of this could've been avoided if I never gave her my number, maybe Lizzie would be in my arms now, maybe we'd be living together, hell maybe we would've had our own baby on the way.
But then again there was a keyword in all that; "maybe" and right now I wished that it wasn't maybe but reality. But now I just gotta deal with it.
"Y/N!" I look down from the branch where I was sitting and see Calvin, "can you come down here please?"
I sighed and took another look at the scenery below me before climbing down the tree, I jumped from one branch to below me, getting closer to the ground, jumping off the branch when I got to a safe distance.
"What's up?" I asked as I rubbed my hands together to get rid of the sap on them.
"Lizzie told me you guys talked." He said walking ahead of me, and I sighed, walking after him.
"We did. What about it?"
"Nothing she just told me." He said shrugging I looked around at the trees beside us and he kept leading us to my apartment.
"She said I think she's an afterthought. That's not true!" I said not being able to hold in it.
"She's kinda right, you asked her out a week after the baby shower fiasco."
"What? No, I just asked her out after I had no more obligations, and there was no one else- and I get what you mean." He nodded patting my back, it did look like I went to her when I was out of options.
"When did you find out that she had feelings for you?" He asked and my apartment building came into view.
"You remember when I told you she stayed with me the night she broke up with Robbie?" He dropped his jaw.
"Oh, you're an ass. You knew that long and you still- I would be mad too."
I let out an annoyed breath, "Okay I get it I messed up but how am I supposed to let her know that I want her if she won't even talk to me?"
He sighed and we walked into my apartment building, going to my apartment, "I think you should give her time like she asked."
"You know I'm not a patient person," I whined while going into my bedroom and he followed me.
"Well you better learn some patience, you know how patient Lizzie had to be when you were with Jessica?" Pretty damn patient. "Exactly so you need to do the same."
I rolled my eyes and sat down on my bed, I didn't want to wait, I wanted to know how her lips felt against mine, I wanted to feel her hands through my hair, I wanted to memorize the curves on her body, I wanted to know what made her tick, but again those were just wants, not reality.
Calvin sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulder, but I shrugged it off, not wanting to be touched.
"Look at the bright side." I looked at him waiting to hear what the 'bright side' was but he made a thinking face, "damn never mind..oh no right at least she knows how you feel now."
I side-eyed him, "Me confessing my feelings is what got us into this in the first place."
"Damn."
This is not how the chp was supposed to go but I thought of the concept on the bus and couldn't let it go to waste
You didn't think I would make it that easy, did you?? 😈
I have wayyy too much power writing this, it's so funny
And ima be delusional for a second and pretend like y'all don't have me rn and ask; who's ur fav musical artist?
