Invisible String (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem Reader)

I'm Sorry

I let my feet carry me back towards the trailers, knowing that I couldn't go back home without at least seeing Lizzie one more time. Despite my own insecurities getting in the way, if she was having a rough day again, I wanted to check up on her.

A few crew members made their way past me, and I stopped them to ask if they knew if Lizzie was still in her trailer. Thankfully they said she was, so I hurried on my way after thanking them, arriving at the blonde's trailer a few moments later.

Knocking on the trailer door, I waited until it opened, Lizze's eyes automatically narrowing down at me. "What do you want, Y/N?"

"I didn't want to head out without saying goodbye first."

The blonde disappeared back into her trailer, leaving the door open. I took that as a silent demand to follow her, stepping into the trailer and pulling the door closed behind me. "I, uh, also wanted to see if you were okay? You seemed kind of aggravated earlier."

I watched as the blonde rolled her eyes, shuffling through her bag with a little more force than need be. "Well I'm not."

"Yeah. Your tone says otherwise."

"Y/N, I have a long day of filming ahead of me. I don't have time for this. Please, just go."

I don't know why, but her response irritated me more than I cared to admit. All I had done was try and talk to her, to see if there was something bothering her. And she was just going to brush me off like that? "Okay, what the hell is your problem? Did I do something?"

Angry green eyes rounded on me, but I stood my ground, wishing she would just talk to me. I didn't want to fight. I'd done enough fighting in my last relationship to hold me over for a lifetime. I didn't want to do this with her. "I said go, Y/N."

"No, not until you talk to me. I don't understand why you're so angry."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Why?"

"Because, Y/N!"

I shook my head, taking a few steps closer to her, well aware that things were starting to get out of hand. "Lizzie, please. Just talk to me. I don't understand what I did. Let me fix it, please. I don't...please."

The blonde let out an exasperated sigh, running her hands through her hair. "Fine! You wanna know why I'm so angry?! I'm angry because I'm an idiot!"

Shaking my head, because I still didn't understand, I reached a hand out, my heart literally shattering as the blonde took a step back. Her anger had quickly been replaced, tears streaming down her cheeks. The three-sixty in mood had my mind reeling, but I stayed silent as I watched her pace the small space.

"I'm an idiot because I thought there was something between us. I thought after this past week that we were on the same level, that I hadn't been misreading it and you felt the same, but I was apparently wrong. You've been nothing but distant and you're here with another girl."

I stood there frozen, watching the blonde wrapped her arms around herself, surprised that she had just admitted that she felt something for me. I mean I knew. Friends don't act the way we have been. But to hear her say it...

"Lizzie."

The blonde held a hand up, shaking her head. "Don't. I don't want to hear it. Just go, please."

Taking a deep breath, I closed the remaining distance between us, wrapping her up in my arms. She protested for a few seconds, but eventually gave in, leaning into me as a sob wracked through her body. I held her against me for a few minutes, attempting to calm her down before I started this conversation.

As she pulled away, I tugged on her shirt so she wouldn't go far, my hands reaching up to gently cup her cheeks and tilt her head so she was looking at me. "You're not an idiot, Lizzie. I was being distant and I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve that. And you weren't imagining anything. I do have feelings for you. I've just been so worried thinking about whether this would work or not that I neglected to see how it would affect you. I should have just told you how I was feeling. I still have a long way to go from the divorce and having someone who genuinely cares about me in my life. I'm sorry."

More tears pulled in her green eyes, the sight breaking my heart further. The last thing I ever wanted to do was cause her pain. I gently wiped them away as they fell, thankful that she wasn't pulling away from me this time.

"And as far as today goes, I was here meeting my friend for lunch. If I had my shit together, I would have preferred to spend it with you. I want to do it all with you, Liz."

The blonde suddenly lurched forward, her lips connecting with mine. The kiss was slightly salty due to the tears still rolling down her face, but I didn't mind. Her lips were soft, molding against mine perfectly as she kissed me with enough force to knock the air from my lungs in the best way possible.

When we eventually pulled away for air, I smiled to myself. This definitely wasn't how I expected this day to go, and especially not how I envisioned this conversation to end, but holy shit. My heart was thundering in my chest as I stared down into green eyes.

"Can we promise not to fight anymore? I hated that."

Lizzie laughed lightly, wrapping her arms around my waist before she reconnected our lips in another kiss. Yep. I was falling for this woman, and I didn't mind it at all, because I knew she'd be there to catch me.

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I'm not even joking with you guys. I tried to stop writing and I just can't. I wanted to get to this chapter soooo badly. Obviously. But I'm so excited now because they've finally kissed! Even I was saying "fucking finally" as I wrote it.

There's going to be some more fluff in the next few chapters before I eventually have to send Lizzie off to Atlanta and Y/N will be recording the new album. But I promise they won't stay apart for too long. And even when they are apart they'll be like Scarlett said, tooth-rottingly adorable.

Also, enjoy that cute picture of Lizzie for this chapter just because.

Remember to get some sleep (don't do what I do), eat something, and drink some water my lovelies!

-CommanderRaccoon13