Elizabeth Olsen, still an actress, still incredibly talented, now figuring out what she wants, and her girlfriend is far from perfect but they're working on it. Together.
Y/N, also still an actress, she knows how to love now- she's still learning bu...
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Y/N POV
"How long were you two together?" Lizzie asked me as we got back in our 'room' I gulped stopping my task of taking off my shoes and clearing my throat and she sat down on the bed looking intently at me. "Don't even think about lying to me." She said before I could even think about it.
I flexed my jaw, "me and who?" She raised her eyebrow at me, and I knew she wasn't in the mood. "It was only for few a weeks. Then it was done."
"You slept with your uncle's girlfriend?" She asked and I clicked my tongue.
"They were broken up." I defended though I knew I couldn't really justify that.
"Were you gonna tell me about her?"
"No," I answered truthfully, I had no intention of ever bringing up what happened between us. "You're the only person that knows outside of me and Dee." Her tongue prodded her cheek. "Are you mad at me again?" I asked timidly.
She shook her head, "I'm not mad." I nodded though I was still cautious in what I was doing, I took off my shirt looking in my bag for a wife-beater tee. "Did you have feelings for her?" She asked and I sighed, I knew it.
I turned to her, taking my phone from my pocket and tossing it on the bed as I started taking off my pants, "at one point in time yes."
She nodded again, "did she have feelings for you?" She asked and I shrugged.
"I don't know. She got pregnant then shit changed."
Her eyes widened, "w-was it?" She gestured to me and I shook my head.
"Obviously not." She rolled her eyes, "it was his baby. We.. were fucking when she was pregnant with his child."
"Wow." She said and I took in a breath, nodding. "Did she know?"
"Not at the time. But when she found out she went back to him." I told her moving to put my clothes in the hamper.
"So she just ghosted you?" She asked and I nodded, she shook her head.
"Why you ask so many questions about this?"
"I wanna know about your relationship with her." She shrugged and stood up, "can you?" She asked me talking about the strap on her dress, and I walked over to her pulling the zipper down. "Thank you."
"There is no relationship between us. It never was it was always just sex."
I laid out on the bed, grabbing my phone, and going through my messages, "but you wanted more." She pointed out and I looked up from my phone and she was completely naked.
"Holy shit." I muttered and a blush filled her cheeks before I cleared my throat looking back at my phone, "I never said I wanted a relationship with her."
"You had feelings for her."
I shrugged, "that doesn't mean I wanted to be with her. I always knew being in a relationship with her was basically forbidden."
