Elizabeth Olsen one shots

You are my priority: Part 2 (MS)

Y/N POV

I feel the warmth of the sun peaking through the curtains of the motel room. I stir away and I feel her weight still on me. Her arm is wrapped tightly around my waist.

I look down at her sleeping form, she looks so peaceful and given the last few days it makes me so happy that she is having a moment of peace.

She reciprocated my love last night and it makes me think about the last few months. She took a chance on me being an absolute bumbling mess when I asked her out.

**Flashback**

"Excuse me?" I ask her and she looks up from her book. Her emerald eyes staring back at me.

"Yes?"

"Sorry to interrupt but I just had to come over and tell you how beautiful you are." I blurt out without thinking. It was not what I wanted to say at all.

She giggles, "Are you always this bold?"

"Um...no that was entirely too bold. I was just hoping to ask you out but then I word vomited instead." Oh my god just shut up. She laughs some more and that is when I decide to just give up.

"Well I am so sorry to have bothered you. I'll just leave you be." I go to walk away but she speaks up.

"Wait, why don't you start over with your name, and then maybe ask me out and see what my answer is?"

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, "Oh okay, I'm Y/N. Would you like to get dinner with me?"

"I'd love to Y/N and I'm Marie. I'm free tomorrow night. I have to go but here's my number and address I'll be ready by 7." She says and hands me a torn piece of paper.

That dinner was amazing we didn't stop talking from the time I picked her up till I walked her to her door hours later. I told her about my time in the marines and I don't really tell anyone about that time in my life. I told her about my injury and my struggle with addiction after. Then she tells me about her struggle with addiction but she down plays it because she feels like hers wasn't because she has an injury like me and that I have an actual excuse for having an addiction.

I made sure to tell her that it doesn't matter that everyone can struggle with it and the reason doesn't matter. She seemed to really appreciate my response.

She brightened my days after that. I feel like I brightened hers. Our connection grew stronger everyday until she met him. She called me to tell me she had to cancel our date because she "had" to help him. A complete stranger she got a call asking for her to go help him. So I won't lie that made me feel a little bit angry and jealous. 

She came to see me the next day and she looked really upset. He made her feel that way, "I don't think you should concern yourself with that guy. He sounds dangerous. I don't want you mixed up in anything." I say and she nods we spend the rest of the day and we watch a movie. We end up falling asleep on the couch and then she receives a phone call waking us both up.

"Okay I'll be right there."  She gets up and puts on her shoes.

"Where are you going?" I ask and she doesn't answer right away.

"Marie?"

"Joe, he's really hurt and needs me."

I jump up and get my shoes on. "I'm coming with you." She goes to protest but I stop her.

"I won't say anything I just want to make sure you're safe."

She turns and puts her hand on my cheek. Kissing my other cheek, and nodding.

As we get to the bar that she directs for me. I get out and she head straight in as someone opens the door for her. "He's with me." She says and he lets me in but she makes me stay outside the room she goes into. I hear her say, "I need some help I can't do what you need I need to call a doctor.

"No! You can't!" When I hear his voice get louder I step inside the room and he's gripping her arm tightly.

"Hey! Let go of her! You don't speak to her like that! If you do it again I'll make sure you will need a hospital!"

"Y/N! Out!" She grabs my arm pulling me out of the bar. "Go home, I don't need you making things worse. I will call you." She says and turns around walking back inside. I take a deep breath and pace the sidewalk trying to calm down. Next thing know the I see Tom, the doctor Marie works with coming towards me. She must have texted him. I met him a couple times with Marie. He has helped her a lot in her life and he also knows about her sobriety.

"Hey Y/N, is she alright?"

"Yeah she's just helping this Joe guy and I think he bad news but she kicked me out and told me to go home. Will you just make sure she's okay?" I plead and he nods shaking my hand.

I get in my truck and head home. My mind is racing and my heart hurts. I worry that she's going to continue helping this guy and really get hurt. He is a grown ass man and is getting her involved in who knows what. She is a sucker for a tragic case. She just wants to help, no matter what the cost.

I send her a text,

Me: Hey, I'm sorry I reacted the way I did. I just care about you and worry.

I continue my day with no answer from her. I feel so helpless so I focus on working out.

I get out of the shower and see my phone lighting up and ringing. I rush over and see it's Marie.

**End of Flashback**

"Hmm, good morning." She says sleepily and I look down smiling.

"Good morning." I lean down kissing her forehead.

"What were you just thinking about?"

"How we ended up here from me being a bumbling idiot and you saying yes to going out with me. Now you are in my arms and we are in love."

She smiles but it falls, "But we wouldn't be having to hide out of it wasn't for me."

I shake my head, "I don't care where we are as long as I'm with you and you're safe."