୭̥⋆*｡✽ 𝑳𝑨 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑬 𝑨𝑼𝑿 𝑭𝑳𝑬𝑼𝑹𝑺 ───
━━━━ ̥୭̥⋆*｡✽ Lita Meyers, a flower
shop owner in NYC stumbles into actress
Scarlett Johansson one day. they'll probably
never see each other again, but one thing
tells me it is not the end of their st...
What the fuck did I do?! She must think I'm a freak, a creep or something!
No, no, no, no, no! This can't be happening. THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! I really fucked it up this time, didn't I?!
I don't even notice as the tears make their way down my face, I only notice when they fall on the screen that I never took my eyes off. I don't even care, if I'm being honest. My eyes are upon this last message, I don't dare to move. I can't believe this.
I just did this!
She must hate me. I ruin everything. Oh, why am I like this?
I think I've been crying for an hour now. My headache is getting worse. I don't know what to do. Thank God I don't have to come into work today because there's no way I'm getting out of the house.
I slowly drag myself back to bed, after getting a box of tissues and Tylenol.
Bing!
The screen lights up, I get to see my notifications without meaning to.
IRELAND :Hey, where are yo... ELIZABETH : Aww she's ador...
Fuck I had plans with Erin!
Ireland may 27th, 2018
Ireland Hey, where are you? I thought we had plans for today...
Tia Actually, could you come over? I need you.
Ireland Already on my way! Do you need anything?
Tia Ice cream.
Ireland You got it! I'll be there in 20, I'll let myself in.
I throw my phone at the other side of the room and just bury myself in my pillow. Still crying, I can't stop it. It's physically impossible, it hurts too much. This feels like a heartbreak we weren't even together. I mean, it is maybe the end of the friendship and I guess I should start grieving that now.
I guess heartbreaks can happen if you've ever loved and lost. Part of me hopes she'll rush into my arms, that everything was just a big misunderstanding while the other one can't even bear the thought of her.
My bedroom door creeps open, I lift my head from my pillow slowly and see Erin standing there. The second she makes eye contact with me, and once her eyes travel around the room to take everything in, her face falls. "Oh Lita, what happened?"
"I- I- I got drunk last night, and I was texting Scarlett... Except when I woke up this morning I couldn't remember what I wrote. Like the curious idiot that I am, I went back into the conversation and... It's better if I show you. Here, look." I get up and grad my phone, quickly looking through all my apps to find the text I was looking for. I shove my phone in Erin's hand, and while she busies herself with reading, I get back in bed. Sitting against the headboard, I bring my knees to my chest and stay like this until Erin passes me my phone back. "I knew it! I knew she didn't like me back, and I listened to you all, and I told her and now- I knew this would happen!"
"Hey, at least you tried alright!" I know she was only trying to make me feel better, but it just makes me sob harder. Right now I wish I hadn't tried. I regret it, so so so much. "It's okay Tia, it's gonna be okay."
"It's like Gregory all over again." I continue, feeling miserable. It's the same as a couple of years ago. See this is why I don't get attached.
"None of that, Gregory left because he was too insecure about you leaving him for someone else, for a woman. He couldn't handle it. Scarlett is different."
"I was talking about the pain, but thanks for reminding me that my ex-fiancé left because I was bisexual." I snap at her, taking my anger out on the wrong person.
"Sorry." She whispers, looking away.
I keep messing things up.
"No it's okay. I'm sorry as well. I shouldn't take it out on you. You did nothing wrong here." I hug her closer, and we settle into the silence surrounding us. I work on calming myself down, I'm sick of crying this much already. It takes me a while, but my sobbing eventually stops. "Now, how about we spend the day watching movies and eating ice cream?" I nod while whipping my tears with the sleeve of my jumper. "Great so let's find a movie first. What are we thinking?"
I honestly don't know. Not a love story that's for sure.
Life isn't like the movies.
I don't like horror, I'm not in the mood for a psychological thriller, anything with Scarlett in it is already out of the question. Looks like we're looking for a comedy "I don't know, how about we put on some Brooklyn Nine-Nine instead?"
"Let me go grab some spoons and water!" I grab the DVD case and take out the DVD for season 1. I put it in the player and grab the remote, I get comfy in bed and sit up against the headboard waiting for Erin to get back. "Alright I'm back, and I have with me Ben & Jerry's Half Baked ice cream, Chocolate Fudge Brownie and lastly Brownie Batter Core." I smile, eyeing the chocolate one and a second later she throws it at me. She jumps into bed, under the covers and scooting closer to me. I lay my head on her shoulder and hand her the remote. She presses play and the first episode starts.
I fell asleep sometime later.
When I wake up, it's dark outside, and I'm alone in bed. Erin cleaned the room. My used tissues are gone, the room looks better now. She put my stuff away as well, I hadn't unpacked yet. She did the laundry, my dirty laundry basket is empty. She took the dishes out of my room, the TV is off.
I slowly sit up and stretch. I can hear a muffled conversation, Erin seems to be talking to someone. "No, I'm sorry, but you can't."
I decide to get out of the room, so I get up and walk outside my room. "Erin?" I can't find her anywhere, I follow the sound of her voice, she's by the front door. "Hey what is goin-" The conversation stops when I see her.
I front of me, stands the woman I was talking to the night before. The woman that is supposed to be in Prague, not here. Scarlett is here.
She's as beautiful as always, even though she's wearing grey sweatpants and a hideous Christmas jumper, no makeup and her hair is a mess. She cried, I can see the tear stains on her cheeks. She's exhausted, the bags under her eyes give it away. And yet, I still find her charming.
Scarlett is here.
I stop in my tracks, she can't be...
"Scarlett?"
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AUTHOR'S NOTE not me giving in into the cliché stuff lol
