As you approach your house with Eliza huddled in your arms, you turn sideways in order to get in.
Once inside, you go into the living room and lie Eliza down on the couch and wrap a blanket around her.
"Y/N?"
"Yeah?"
"How can you be so kind yet so protective?"
You freeze and then smile.
"Because I like to cheer people up and lend a helping hand whenever I can." You state brushing her hair behind her ear and out of her face.
She smiles and her eyelids fall heavy in exhaustion.
"Thank you again Y/N. I know I say it a lot, but you have been helping me whenever I need it, and I'm so thankful for that." Eliza explains, trying to stay awake.
"I'm glad to hear that, but, go ahead and get some sleep. You look exhausted." You tell her, closing her eyes with your fingers.
Eliza relaxes by your touch. Your fingertips are cool which relaxes her more. She falls asleep within a minute and you remove your hand and you fall asleep on the floor next to the couch, just in case she needs something.
After a few hours, Eliza wakes up and stretches every muscle she can. Since she can't move her right leg, she only massages it.
After stretching, she looks down on to the floor to see you huddled in a ball form underneath the coffee table. She smiles.
She reaches over to her crutches and gets up. She then moves over to the kitchen to fix something to eat for breakfast.
(Time skip)
You wake up to a delicious scent that filled the room.
"Who's cooking?" You mumble as you get up and make your way to the kitchen. You walk in to find Eliza cooking.
"Hey. What are you cooking?"
Eliza turns her head to you a smiles, nearly giggling at your bed head.
"Oh, good morning Y/N! I got up a little while ago and I decided to prepare breakfast. I'm fixing bacon and eggs. Do you want any?" She asks, then facing the stove again.
"Sure. That sounds good. Thanks." You state, heading to your room to change.
You walk out of your room wearing a black t-shirt, cargo shorts, barefoot, and your hair is left in a messy bun similar to Eliza's.
You walk back into the kitchen and sit down at the table, waiting.
"Hey, is there anything I could help you with?" You ask.
"Ummmm.....if you want to help you can. Although it's nearly done." She informs you as she pulls plates out.
You decide to stay put since it's nearly done.
After about two minutes, she hands you a plate and sits across from you, starting to eat.
You take a bite, then another, and you begin to devour the delicious meal in front of you.
"It's amazing Eliza! How can you cook so good?" You ask after you finish eating.
She giggles and blushes slightly.
"Thank you. Well, as a child, I grew up mainly living with my father, and he taught me how to cook for when I left the house and when I went to my sisters apartments." She explains while twirling her fork around.
You look at her and smile kindly.
"Well let me tell you something. You can cook!" You say pointing at her.
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You've Got Me Helpless
Fanfiction[OLD] After breaking up with Alexander, Eliza finds herself falling back into her childhood crush on a girl named [Y/N] [L/N]. After breaking her leg in an accident, [Y/N] takes her in while she heals, during which, they grow closer to each other.
