A/N: I might make you made with this one lol. It's a happy ending tho
Scarlett's POV:
Lizzie was laying her head in my lap, rubbing her aching forehead while we had a movie on in the background. She has been so stressed with her new movie she was filming as she was constantly up early in the mornings and finishing late at night. Unfortunately, it was too late for her to back out of the role now.
"How are you feeling?" I asked her at a low volume.
"Not good," she replied.
"What can I do to help?"
"Just stay here with me."
"I can do that," I said, leaning down to kiss her head.
We laid there for about half an hour more. My hand was in Lizzie's hair, massaging her scalp while her eyes were closed, almost at the verge of falling asleep until Lizzie's phone began to ring. She groaned before picking up.
"Shit. It's my mom," she said, immediately standing up and answering the call. "Hey, mom, what's up?" I watched as she walked out the living room, her eyebrows furrowed.
I continued to watch the movie, patiently waiting for her to come back. Suddenly, I heard yelling, and quickly paused the movie.
"What? No, why would you think that?" I heard her yell through the phone. "Mom, you know that's not true, I would never." Another pause. "Why are you fucking listening to the articles?! You know they are wrong! Mom, no- I'm your daughter! Listen to me!" I became concerned as her voice broke. "I never said that! They're lying. I love you guys! Mom- no, don't hang up. Mom please-" the yelling stopped until I heard a thud. "Damn it!" Lizzie yelled as she walked back into the living room, throwing her phone on the couch as she held her head in her hands.
"Baby, what's wrong? What happened?" I questioned, getting up from my spot.
"Nothing. It's fine," she said, looking down at the ground.
"Lizzie, it's not fine. You were yelling. Talk to me. Let me help you."
"It's fine!" she raised her voice at me, making my heart hurt. She never raises her voice at me.
"It's not though. I don't want to see you like this. How about we go lay down in bed," I offered. When Lizzie got stressed, cuddles always seemed to make her feel better. "Come on." I reached out for her hand and became shocked when she pulled away. Looking at her angry face was terrifying.
"Scarlett, stop! I'm not in the mood! I said I'm fine! Why don't you understand that?! Stop being so fucking needy!" she shouted.
We both became silent. I knew she didn't mean it, but it stings so much. My face crumpled up as tears made their way down my face.
"Scar I-"
I didn't let her finish as I rushed past her and went up to our room, slamming the door shut behind me.
Lizzie's POV:
I regretted the words right after they came out of my mouth. I couldn't believe I said that. Watching Scarlett's face fall and tears fall down her face was the saddest thing I have ever seen. I numbly sat myself down on the couch, pulling my knees to my chest as I began crying. I hurt the love of my life. She's hurting because of me. The sobs became louder, but I quickly got myself together.
Knowing I should give her some time, I got up and went to the fridge and took out strawberries and melting chocolate. I heated a pot on the stove and put the chocolate in for it to melt. I began stirring before hearing a loud sob from upstairs. I stirred faster, letting the chocolate turn into a thick liquid. I took spoons of chocolate and wrapped it around the strawberries, adding drizzles of white chocolate over it after. Once I put the strawberries in the fridge, I made my way upstairs.
I took a deep breath as I reached our bedroom before knocking and entering. I walked in and saw Scarlett curled on the bed away from the door, tissues surrounding her while she cried. Carefully, I sat on the bed next to her, rubbing her back. She only cried more.
"Scarlett I-"
"Do you want me to leave?" she asked in a small voice, still refusing to look at me.
"Scar, no. Absolutely not. Please look at me, love."
Hesitantly she rolled over and looked at me with puffy and red eyes, causing a few tears of my own to escape.
"I don't want you to leave. Not now and not ever. What I said was completely and utterly wrong. I was so caught up in frustration, but that was no excuse to let it out on you. You did nothing wrong. You are the love of my life, and it pains me so much that I caused you to hurt. I am so, so sorry, Scar," I told her with a shaky voice. She looked at me like she didn't know whether to believe me or not, and that hurt. "Come here." I patted my lap, and her eyes became nervous. My heart dropped to my stomach realizing that what I said had affected her so much. "Baby, I love you. Don't let what I said get to your head. I didn't mean it at all. Please let me hold you."
She reluctantly sat up and made her way into my lap, tucking her head under my chin while my arms wrapped around her. I began to rock her back and forth, trying to tell her how sorry I was.
"I'm so sorry, sweet girl. I wish I could take it back. I'm sorry," I cried, placing kisses on the top of her head.
"It's ok," she whispered.
"It's not though. What I said was horrible and I regret it so much."
"I forgive you, my love. Believe me when I say that" she said, looking up at me and cupping my cheek. She gazed into my eyes, and I became relieved seeing the love and affection in her gaze. I leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her lips with her responding almost immediately. "I love you."
"I love you too," I replied.
"But please tell me what made you upset. I really do want to help you."
I sighed, looking down. "One of my coworkers in the new movie I'm filming, she said some stuff about how I'm a mean person and say shit about my family all the time on set. It got into an interview and now there are papers out, and my mom is pissed at me. It just sucks because she actually believes it."
"Oh, Lizzie. I'm so sorry. You don't deserve that. You are so kind to everyone, and you can light up a room. Whoever said that about you is a bitch, and I will do whatever I can to help you. We will figure it out together."
I was awed at how sweet she was. I made her cry, and she is still so wholesome towards me. I gave her another kiss, wishing I could make it last forever.
"My sweet, precious, girl," I whispered against her lips. "Thank you."
"No need to thank me. What can I do to make you feel better?"
"No, Scar. We're not focusing on me right now. I'm going to take care of you and show you just how happy you make me." She squealed as I lifted her up in my arms, letting her wrap her legs around my waist. "I made you some chocolate-covered strawberries."
She gasped in excitement and kissed my cheek. "You are the best girlfriend I could ever ask for. Don't ever forget that, Lizzie."
"And don't you ever forget that you are the love of my life, and I will go to the ends of the earth for you, my dear."
She tightened her grip around me as I made our way downstairs. I vowed to never hurt this woman again because I don't think my heart could handle the pain of it again.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! I'm working on suggestions! Feel free to leave any ideas or AU suggestions! Thanks :)
