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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Y/N POV
"So what's going on with you and Liz?" Calvin asked as we walked through the mall, I don't know how I let him rope into shopping with him but he did.
"We're taking it slow." I answered honestly, "like really slow." I said now grimacing slightly, I know we said we would take it slow but she's not making it easy, it's like she does things that she knows will make me crazy and she does it, and I don't know if it's intentional or not but it's like being left with blue balls.
She'll do something that gets me so turned on and all I wanna do is rip off her clothes and fuck her till she can't walk but I'm respecting our 'agreement' and I don't know how I get turned on because it's not like she's doing something sexual it could be the smallest of things and I'm turned on.
It's gotten to the point where I almost called Kehlani over for a fuck but I had some restraint and opted for a cold shower instead.
I know what you're probably thinking I'm a sex addict but I'm not, I don't think I am but sex is great if you know what you're doing and I do (😏) and I know that I could go out and find someone for a night but I don't want to- I do and I don't.
I know it wouldn't be a problem if I did, cause Lizzie and I aren't together together but I'd rather just not have it on my conscious, knowing me I'd end up blabbing to her anyway.
I don't know why I've been so horny and just getting myself off doesn't work, just yesterday I was with Lizzie at the airport because she has some new movie she's going to film and she hugged me goodbye and I got hard.
It was embarrassing but I don't think she noticed or if she did she didn't say anything it was embarrassing because I had to try to get out of the airport without it being noticed.
"How slow is slow?" Calvin asked and I hummed in question, "Like turtle type slow or you doing math type slow."
I glared at him but he didn't even look at me just looking at another shirt. I know turtles are slow and me doing math is not better unless I understand it.
"Neither, we're just taking it slow." He hummed and picked up the shirt and I yawned, "I have a question." I stated and he glanced at me moving through the displays of clothing. "How did you guys find out Jess cheated? I mean at the baby shower you announced it so when did you find out?"
He cleared his throat, looking at me and then at the clothes again, "Robbie told us." I asked when he told them. "Uh.. when I asked you to come over to move my couch," I asked why he waited so long to tell me. "What the hell were we supposed to do? Just come over to your place where she was and say 'Hey Y/N your girlfriend cheated on you and the baby might not be yours.' That's what we supposed to do?"
"Yeah." I said as if it was obvious and he stared at me through his eyelashes, "Seriously you should've said just that. Hell, I was fully prepared to take on this whole mom thing and be with Jessica to keep up the image of a happy home."
"Why would you do that when you weren't happy?" He asked immediately and I sighed.
"You and I both know what it's like to come from a broken home," I said and he frowned we both knew what it felt like, except his parents had the common sense to just break up, granted even though it was years of them fighting. We still knew what it felt like and I've said it before I wouldn't want to subject any child to that.
"Okay, I get it but it still would've been broken anyway if you didn't love her, and don't say you could've pretended to love her because that would've just led to resentment, you being with her even though you wanted someone else." I didn't try to deny it knowing that he was right, "just like your parents."
I frowned but again he was right staying with someone that you don't want could lead to resentment and I know as a prime example from my parents, the person unfortunate to call father always made sure to remind my mom that he stayed with her because of me.
Even though in his words "had plenty of bitches lined up, but I chose this bullshit" Now I'm no expert but I don't know how a fourteen-year-old could have bitches lined up but that's what he said.
"Sorry." He said and I raised my eyebrow in question, "I didn't need to add the last bit."
"It's fine. It's not like it was a lie." I shrugged but still he frowned, "Have you talked to your mom?" I asked cautiously but still saw him tense.
Calvin's life at home was different than mine when growing up, his mom was the one who caused most of the problems.
"No." He answered in a final tone.
"Are you gonna talk to her?" I asked and he glared at me.
"Are you gonna talk to your father?" I glared at him, my face hardened as I licked my lips, "Exactly you don't like when I bring him up so don't bring her up."
I still stared him down as he went on as if nothing happened, clenching my jaw and I nodded, "I'm going home." I told him not waiting for his reply as I gave him the clothes he had given me. Exiting the store we were in making my way out of the mall.
Think I might call Kehlani after all.
I know it's short but I had no idea where I was going with this if I'm honest
