Because Of You (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem G!P Reader)

16. Fuck the Movie

Elizabeth POV

"You only wanted to do this because of the free wine didn't you?" Y/N asked me as she sat on the side of the rectangular table her head propped up on her hand and I chuckled.

"Yes, but shh," I said putting my finger to my lips and she smiled, a chuckle leaving her mouth, and I smiled taking a sip of my wine.

We were in a pasta cooking class that I found online, we were making pasta from scratch, which I already knew how to do but I thought it would be fun to learn new ways to do it and it would be good bonding time with Y/N.

"Alright, what do you need me to do?" Y/N asked me as she looked over the ingredients on the table, I looked around at the instructor Davi who was helping people at a different table.

"Flour and eggs." I said and she looked down at the table grabbing the bowl of flour and the small carton of eggs we had, "pour the flour and make a little hole- with the bowl." She did as I said and looked at me when she was done.

"Like this?" I nodded and smiled, and she smiled. "Then I put the eggs in the middle?"

I nodded again, "mhm. Then a fork and knead it together." I took another sip of my wine and watched as the instructor came over, a smile on his face.

"You are very good at this. Are you a chef?" He asked Y/N who looked up at him from the flour and egg mixture, a blush on her cheeks, as she shook her head.

"Uh, no. I'm not." She said and I chuckled at how nervous she seemed, "She told me what to do and I just listened to her." She said gesturing to me and he looked at me and I gave a polite smile.

He smiled at me. "Well, you are a good cook, nicely done." He complimented and I smiled, thanking him, and again he smiled, patting my shoulder, and moving on to the next table.

I watched as he walked away, before looking at Y/N who was staring him down. "What's wrong?" I asked and she slowly took her eyes off him.

"He didn't need to touch you." She said her eyes narrowed into slits.

"He probably didn't mean anything by it," I said shrugging my shoulders and taking another sip of wine, and she eyed me but said nothing.

"This is done." She said gesturing to the pasta dough, and I nodded, looking up at the front where the directions were, to find the next step, Davi came back to the front once everyone had made the pasta dough and she showed us how we would use the machines to make it into pasta.

Y/N did the pasta while I started to boil water, and I couldn't help but smile when I looked at the concentrated look on her face, as she put the pasta through the machine that turned the dough into noodles.

She looked adorable, I watched as she slowly put the rest of the dough in the machine, looking down at the noddles. "Huh." She said lowly before looking at me.

"I love you," I told her, a smile of adoration on my face and she smiled, giving me a peck on the lips.

"The pasta.. noodles.. it's done." I chuckled and she went over to the sink that was nearby to wash her hands. I chuckled when she walked back over, seeing that she had flour on her face. "What?" She asked and I grabbed the damp rag that was on the table and wiped her face and she chuckled.

We continued with the steps of cooking the pasta, I was putting the pasta in containers since we were gonna eat once we got back to the villa and Y/N was watching I was actively aware of her eyes on me and I felt nervous, she always made me nervous.

"You're making me nervous," I muttered to her and only received a smirk and hum in return.

"How am I making you nervous, love?" I took a deep breath and she put her elbow on the table resting her head on her palm.