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jpmarvel90 · 9 months

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My Family

Masterlist Scarlett Masterlist

Relationship: Scarlett x Reader, Sister Lizzie x Sister Reader

Summary: Y/n is heavily pregnant and waiting for Scarlett to return home from filming. Left in the care of her sisters, Lizzie, Mary-Kate and Ashley, she's can't wait for her wife to come home so they can welcome this baby into the family.

Y/n’s POV:

For 2 years my wife, Scarlett, and I had been trying for a baby. Due to her filming schedule, we had agreed that I would carry the baby before she took some time off once I gave birth. The process was tough and with every failed attempt our hope began to fade. But thankfully, we were eventually successful, and we couldn’t wait for our son to make our family of 2 become a family of 3.

The timing wasn’t great as Scarlett had not long started filming Black Widow and was filming for a few months in Budapest. But we were making it work. Although I told Scarlett I was fine on my own, she had arranged for my sister, Elizabeth Olsen, to come and stay.

Between Lizzie and the twins, I never had time to myself. Don’t get me wrong, I love them, but I was getting fed up with being treated like an invalid. “Y/n, where are you going?” Lizzie asked as I stood up from the sofa. “I need the bathroom if that’s ok with you? This little guy is using my bladder as a squeezy toy!” I said, slightly annoyed whilst rolling my eyes.

“Hey! Don’t you roll your eyes at me. Scar will kill me if anything happens to you!” She scolded as I laughed, walking away. Lizzie and the twins were scared of Scar, not that I blamed them. But that was causing them to hover a bit too much.

The twins also made an effort to visit, which I loved. They were spending more time in LA as they wanted to be around for as much of my pregnancy as they could. Thankfully, Ashley helped me to be rebellious. She would often offer to “watch me” when MK and Lizzie had to leave. Not that I needed watching! As soon as they would leave, she would let me have more freedom.

My favourite day was when she took me to the beach. I love the beach. It was where Scar and I confessed our love to each other and was also where she proposed 4 years ago. We walked down the beach, just catching up on life. I was so proud of what the twins had done with the row, and I loved hearing how passionately she talked about it.

After we had walked for a while, Ash pulled out a blanket from her bag, and we settled down just watching the waves. We were sat in silence when I suddenly felt a slight pain in my stomach. I winced and sat up straight. “Shit, what’s wrong Y/n/n?” Ashley asked with a concerned look. I looked up at her and just smiled. "Here, give me your hand.” I responded.

She tentatively held out her hand, which I took and placed on my stomach. I watched as the frown on her face turned into a wide smile as the baby kicked. “Hey little man, I’m your Auntie Ash, your favourite Auntie!” She spoke, leaning into my stomach. “You won’t be if you get caught by Scarlett!”. The voice caught us both by surprise, and we turned around to see both Lizzie and MK stood there with their heads tilted.

“Shut up, you two, and come feel your nephew kick!” I said, ushering them over. Their demeanour changed in a heartbeat, and they excitedly ran over to us fighting over who could feel him kick. The three of them sat in awe, taking turns to feel the little guy kick. We enjoyed each other’s company before heading home.

I was seven months pregnant when Scarlett returned from filming. She was due back late at night, and I was determined to stay awake to greet her. She had only managed to get home for one weekend whilst she was away, and she refused to let me fly out to her whilst I was pregnant, so we had to settle for facetime to keep in touch.

I won’t lie, it had been tough. I love Lizzie, but when I was throwing my guts up in the morning, or having cravings, I just wanted it to be Scarlett that was with me. I knew Scarlett hated it too, she was missing out, but to me, all that mattered was that she was here when I gave birth.

I settled on the sofa and started to flick through Netflix to find something to watch. I was trying so hard to keep my eyes open, but sleep was winning. Before I knew it, sleep was taking over.

Scarlett’s POV:

It was 2am when I pulled up on the drive, finally home. I couldn’t wait to see my wife again. I had missed too much of her pregnancy and I was determined to make it up to her. As I opened the door, I saw that there was a light coming from the living room. As I approached, I saw the TV on and my wife asleep on the sofa.

I stood and admired her, taking in every detail that I had missed. She looked beautiful and I couldn't wait to hold her again. I gently sat next to her on the sofa and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, which seemed to wake her. “I’m up, I’m up.” She said, looking disorientated as she sat up. I smiled whilst her eyes flicked around her surroundings before landing on me.

She smiled widely at me before pulling me into a hug, her belly getting in the way. “Babe, you’re home!” she said, tears starting to fill her eyes. “God I missed you.” I said into her hair. Holding her tight. She pulled away and quickly attached her lips to mine. It was full of love, man I missed her lips.

I wiped away the tears that were falling down her cheeks, and she started to laugh. “Sorry, it’s the hormones, I’ll be yelling at you in a minute.” She joked. I laughed in return and moved my hand to her stomach, gently rubbing it. “Hi little guy, it’s your Mama, I’m home now.” I whispered to her stomach.

I suddenly felt a kick. It was the most amazing feeling I’ve ever experienced. I just looked up at Y/n and saw her watching me. “Say something to him again.” She demanded. I lent down to her belly again before addressing my son. “Is someone glad to have their Mama home?” I said and was shocked when he kicked once again. “He’s been quiet today until you came home. He must have been excited to have you home.” Y/n said, placing her hand over mine.

For the next few minutes, I sat talking to Y/n’s belly, still getting excited every time he kicked in response. I couldn’t believe that I had been missing this for the last 3 months. But I was so happy to be back where I needed to be.

I looked up and saw Y/n struggling to keep her eyes open. “Come on, let’s get you to bed. You shouldn’t have slept down here, it’s not going to be good for you or the baby.” I said, slightly concerned. “Look, I’ve had Lizzie and the twins on my back for the last 3 months, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t treat me like glass.” She responded, pulling my hand in the direction of the stairs.

I watched as she changed into her pyjamas and followed her into bed. I pulled her in close to me, helping her get comfortable. “I love you.” I quietly spoke. She pulled me impossibly close and let out a content sigh. “I love you too. I’m glad you’re back with us.” I smiled, knowing I was where I was meant to be. I was home.

The next two months seemed to fly by. I made sure to be there for her as much as I could. Lizzie kindly carried on staying with us so we could both be around whilst I finished up filming. Y/n was doing great, though her weird cravings and mood swings were hard to keep up with at times.

I had just got back in from work and had picked up ice cream at Y/n’s request on my way home. It had been a long day on set, and I couldn’t wait to cuddle up with Y/n and the bump. I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed two spoons and took the ice cream directly into the living room. We both sat on the sofa, taking it in turns to take a spoonful of ice cream.

Suddenly, Y/n sat up and held her stomach. I sat up just as quickly, my arm quickly reaching around her back. “What’s up babe?” I asked, my heart rate picking up. She looked at me without responding at first, her hand rubbing her belly. “Uh, it’s nothing, I think.” I watched cautiously as she started to sit back on the sofa.

Before we had time to relax, she shot up again, but this time, she grimaced in pain. “Shit…” She whispered. I watched, slightly stunned at what to do. She stood up to walk off the pain, and I was still rooted to the sofa watching my wife start to breathe heavily. She stopped suddenly in her tracks as I heard what sounded like water spilling.

She looked to the floor and then back up to me. “Babe… my waters just broke.” She said, oddly calmly. Those words pulled me out of frozen state, and I jumped up to her side. “LIZZIE! THE BABY’S COMING!” I yelled. It was followed by rushed footsteps down the stairs as Lizzie frantically ran into the living room.

“I’ll get the bag, you get Y/n in the car. I’ll text the twins on the way.” She said, running back where she came from. Y/n’s contraction past, and we slowly made our way into the car. Lizzie quickly following with our baby bag.

During the car ride, Lizzie had leant forward holding Y/n’s hand during every contraction that she had. Never making a sound at the undeniable pain she would have been in as her hand was crushed by her sister.

Once we arrived at the hospital we were taken into a private room whilst we waited for the time for Y/n to start the delivery. The twins had arrived half an hour after us and were trying to distract Y/n from the pain of her contractions.

Eventually the doctor came in and examined Y/n. “Ok Y/n, it’s about time to bring your son into the world.” He said with a smile. “Sorry, but we can only keep one in the room. You’ll need to leave.” He said turning towards Y/n’s sisters. They each came over and gave her a kiss on her forehead before making their way to the waiting area. “We’ll let our mum’s and the cast know.” Lizzie said as she left, giving Y/n one more teary smile before she left.

I took Y/n’s hand in mine and looked into her eyes. “You’re doing amazing baby, just remember the breathing exercises.” I started panting getting her to imitate my actions. She followed and kept eye contact until another contraction hit her. “ARGHHH. I hate you! Why did I agree to this?!” She yelled through her contraction.

I laughed which was the wrong thing to do. “Don’t you laugh at me! I’m pushing a fucking baby out of my vagina whilst you get an easy RIDE!!” She was hit again by another contraction. “Ok Y/n, it’s time to push ok. Deep breathes and push.” The doctor said.

“ARGHH” Y/n pushed and called out as she did. Her hold on my hand getting tighter. “Ok I can see the head. Keep panting and on the next contraction push again.” The doctor instructed. “Babe, I can’t do this. Please just make this end.” Y/n said, tears running down her cheeks. “You can do this my love. You are the strongest person I know. Keep going.” She smiles at me and nods as she pushed through her next contraction.

Her face has started to go pale, and her eyes are struggling to stay open. “I don’t feel so good.” She said barely above a whisper. I looked in the direction of the doctor, fear creeping through me. “What’s wrong?” I asked as I watched his own face grow concerned.

“She’s haemorrhaging. We need to get her to surgery as soon as we’ve got the baby out.” Panic filled me as I turned to look at my wife, tears filling my eyes. “Ok Y/n, I know you’re tired, but one more push and we can take over ok.” The doctor said, indicating for the nurse. “You’re ok babe, everything is going to be ok. You can do this, I’m right here.” I said, trying to convince myself more than anything.

With one last contraction, Y/n gave her everything as a baby’s cry broke out through the room. I wiped my wife’s head as she smiled at me. “Take care of him. I love you.” She whispered before her eyes closed. “Babe…Y/n? Come on love.” I said gently shaking her shoulders. “Wake up Y/n, you’re not leaving me!” I said getting more panicked. “Please help her!” I cried as a number of nurses came in preparing Y/n for surgery.

I watched as they wheeled her out of the room, leaving me on my own, terrified I was about to lose my wife. My state of panic was broken by our son’s cries. The nurse had finished swaddling him and picked him up. “Would you like to hold your son?” She asked, walking in my direction. All I could do was nod as tears fell down my cheeks.

I looked down at his tiny body and smiled. He looked like Y/n, but I was shocked when I saw he had green eyes, just like me. My heart was breaking. In front of me, I had the son that Y/n and I had always dreamed of, but my wife, the love of my life, was fighting for her chance to meet him.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by the door opening. “Scar, what is happening to our sister? They just rushed her off.” Lizzie spoke, her voice full of concern. “She uh, she was bleeding, and the doctor said she needed surgery….” I paused, trying to compose myself. “Then she…she lost consciousness.” I burst into tears as Lizzie and MK just stood there in shock. The two of them with silent tears falling.

Ashley walked over to me and pulled me into a hug, careful of the new baby between us. “She’ll be ok, she’s a fighter. Is this our nephew?” I nodded and admired our son once again. “Would you like to hold him?” I asked barely above a whisper. She smiled with teary eyes and nodded. I gently passed him over and watched as she cooed over him.

MK walked over and joined Ashley whilst Lizzie still stood planted in one place, in shock at the events that had just happened. I joined her and just pulled her into a hug as we both cried. Fear filling us, scared we were losing her.

For hours, we sat in the room, waiting for any news. MK has called our Mum’s who were making their way from New York. I sat with our son in my arms, unable to take my eyes off of him. “She told me to look after him, like she thought she wasn’t going to make it.” I said into the silence. “She can’t leave me. We’ve finally got the family we wanted. She’s my world, she has to be here for our son.”

Lizzie took my son from my arms as Ashley pulled me into a side hug. “Don’t think like that. Whilst you were filming, all she could talk about was her future with you and your son. She won’t give up on that.” Her words brought me some comfort. I rested my head on her shoulder, crying as we carred on waiting.

An hour later, the door to the room opened, and the doctor stood in front of us looking tired. “How is she?” We all asked in unison. “There were some complications whilst in surgery, and we had to resuscitate her.” I gasped, gripping tightly on to Lizzie whilst holding my son.

“Luckily we were able to bring her back and stop the bleeding. Your wife is a fighter, it’s a miracle she survived with the amount of blood she lost.” I felt a smile break out through my tears and looked at my son. “Did you hear that, Mummy’s ok. I bet she can’t wait to meet you.”

“When can we see her?” Lizzie asked. “They’re just finishing up in recovery and she’ll be brought back here shortly.” The doctor responded. “Thank you.” Was all I could manage to say.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and Y/n was wheeled in. I rushed to her side and was glad to see that she had more colour in her face than the last time I saw her. Ashley took the baby and placed him in his cot before taking her place beside me, Lizzie and MK to Y/n’s right.

I stroked Y/n’s hair and placed a delicate kiss on her forehead. There were so many things I wanted to say. But before I could, she started to stir. “Y/n, hey. Thank God you’re awake.” I said, letting out a deep breath. Her eyes fluttered open and met mine, a smile forming on her face. “Hi Scar.” she whispered in a raspy voice.

Lizzie grabbed some water and helped Y/n to drink it. “Don’t you ever do that to me again. You are never allowed to leave me.” I demanded through a slight chuckle, tears filling my eyes again. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” She responded. I couldn’t hold back anymore and plant a loving kiss on her lips, conveying all the feelings that I have for her.

“Would you like to meet your son?” I asked in excitement. “More than anything.” She replied. I helped her to sit up whilst MK picked up the baby and placed her in Y/n’s arms. I watched the awe on Y/n’s face as she studied our son. “Hello my beautiful boy. I am going to love you with all that I have.” She spoke softly, holding out her little finger for him to hold on to.

“Have you got a name for him?” Lizzie asked. I looked at Y/n and she nodded with a smile. Allowing me to share the name of our son. “This is Noah Johansson.” I said proudly looking at the sisters for their reaction. “I love it.” Lizzie said excitedly bouncing on her toes. “You did good sis.” MK said rubbing her hand along Y/n’s arms. “But if you ever scare us like that again, I will kill you myself.” She said with a stern look.

“I just wanted to take the attention away from my son.” She joked causing us all to laugh. There was a brief silence whilst we all admired Noah. Then Y/n looked up at me with pure love in her eyes. “I love you so much babe.” I said leaning down to give her a quick kiss. “Thank you for giving me everything I’ve ever wanted.” I expressed. Her smile grew impossibly wide. “I love you too my love and I’m so happy that I’ve got a family with you.”

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olsenmyolsen · 9 months

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Looking Forward

Part 38 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

Word Count: 11.2K

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TW: Walmart Jesus talk

A/N: This is officially the longest chapter I've made. It's got pictures, drama, and turns that I don't think you're ready for. So go to the bathroom, grab a snack and stay hydrated. Happy reading 🩵!

"Mom, you're favorite daughter is here!!" Liz takes my hand and begins dragging me through the house with a child-like smile full of glee.

Y/N POV

Oh, this is going to be a gas, I think to myself as my eyes look back from the twins to Liz to the beautiful house around me. Pictures of childhood memories line the walls of a home I can't wait to see later.

"And who might that be?" We hear an older voice call out as Liz drags me closer and closer to what I can only assume is the kitchen based on the wonderful smell radiating in the air. "Me!!" Liz yells back to her mom Jarnie as we round a corner and spot a busy kitchen with some people I've never met.

Liz drops my hand and runs past two familiar-looking men. One of them is Ash's husband, Louis, who gives me a courtesy wave, and the other is who I can only assume is her biological brother. The man looks up and shoots me a smile before leaning over to say something to the other woman in the kitchen. She quickly turns to me and wipes her hands on her blue apron as Liz finishes up her hug with her mom.

"Hi. I'm Alexis." The woman with the apron moves before me with a warm smile. "Oh, hi, I'm Y/N!" I reach my hand out and let my nerves do the shaking as the man next to her reaches his hand out. "Hi. I'm this one's boyfriend, and those two older brother. I'm Trent." I look behind me to see the twins roll their eyes at their brother. "Nice to meet you!" I say with a smile before holding back some laughter due to Mary-Kate's words, "Oh please, the only thing nice about him is his hot girlfriend." Trent scoffs at this and directs his attention to the duo behind me. "MK, you wouldn't know shit if it hit you in the face."

Without warning, Mary-Kate and Trent begin bickering. Playfully, of course.

Well, I hope it is.

"This happens every year." I turn to my right as Alexis starts leading me away from the bickering siblings, just as Ash joins in. "They love each other dearly. I'm sure you know." I nod my head along and smile as Jarnie yells at the trio to knock it off. When my eyes met Liz's, I couldn't help but laugh as Jarnie covered Liz's ears before yelling at her siblings. She looks like a little kid.

"You guys are cute together." I move my eyes back to Alexis with a raised eyebrow. "Sorry. I- It's just true. Plus, she seems happier than she did last year." Oh? "Last year?" I ask Alexis. "Oh, uh, I shouldn't have said-"

"Babe!" My attention shifts as my smiling girlfriend comes crashing into me, lacing her arm around my body and pulling me closer. "Hi, Alexis! Nice to see you!"

"You as well!" Alexis smiles back. "Is it okay if I steal Y/N? Just real quick?" Liz asks with a smile and squint of the eyes, making me internally laugh. Alexis puts her hands up, mocking defeat. "She's all yours." Oh yes, I am.

"Yes, she is."

Liz utters those three words making my jaw drop, and Alexis' face blush. Neither one of us expected to hear that. But my girlfriend just smiles and starts leading me no less than ten steps to Jarnie, who looks at me with nothing but care in her eyes. "My goodness, Lizard, look at her!"

"Mom-"

"Oh, honey!" Jarnie moves her attention from Liz back to me. "You're beautiful!" Without another moment between us, Jarnie pulls me into a hug before relenting. "Thank you for joining us this year." A smile sneaks onto my face at the sincere words and feeling of love surrounding me. "I was more than happy to come. Honestly." I say truthfully. "I was also going to bring a gift, but Liz fought me on it." I send a confident smile.

Don't get me wrong. I'm terrified to be here. Afraid that something will go wrong. Or I'll open my mouth and insert my foot. But at the same time. Liz was missing home. She tried to hide it the best she could, but I could see it. Between the uptick in calls to her mother and the amount of singing Lizzie would do about songs from her childhood

I would do anything to be here with her now.

Plus, I needed to meet more of her family at some point!

"Oh, nonsense." Jarnie waves her hand. "According to the internet and our Lizard, it appears you're quite busy." I look to Liz, who makes a locking gesture to her lips and shrugs. "Is that what our Lizard is saying?" I peel my eyes back to Liz's mom, who picks up on the looks between her daughter and I. "Yes, contracts for record companies being signed and all that! But frankly, anything to get her to stop talking about her garden all the time" Jarnie then makes a don't tell her look even though Liz very clearly heard her mom. "Mom!"

"Oh, I'm teasing, honey." Jarnie waves her hands at her youngest before grabbing me and positioning me next to her. "Yeah, we're just teasing Lizzie!" A very smug-looking Mary-Kate says as she walks past her sister to the fridge, clearly not knowing what's going on. "Oh, is it teasing Lizzie time?!" Ash chirps, much to Trent's delight and Liz's dismay.

"I say so!" Trent speaks up.

"Baby photos or high school first?!" Mary-Kate excitedly jumps and down, begging me to answer from across the kitchen, while a wide-eyed Liz runs to me and quickly places her hands on my mouth. "Do not answer them. You love me, and it will stay that way!" I can't do anything but laugh through Liz's hands. "Don't do it."

"Lizard, let her speak."

"Mom, she'll betray me! I know that look!" I glance at Jarnie, who shakes her head. "You're right." She says to me. "High school photos first!!" Jarnie says, causing the twins to shriek and run out of the kitchen, spilling water from a freshly made cup. "Mom!!" Liz turns to her mother with a betrayed tone—faking sadness and offense.

"What? Y/N's the one who said it!" I look to Jarnie with Liz's hands still on my mouth. She does nothing but smile and wink. "You'll love them, dear." Without thinking, I try speaking, but nothing but a muffled noise is heard, causing Liz to laugh in defeat before removing her hands. "Thank you, Jarnie," I say with a smile that gets returned. "I bet you look cute!" Liz rolls her eyes and hangs her head as the twins' yells are heard through the house. "Well, thanks, Mom. Let's get this over with.."

"Wait, shouldn't we help?" I look to the remaining food that still needs to be prepped. "Nonsense," Jarnie speaks up. "Alexis and I got it. You're our guest this year. But next year you'll be here next to me. Okay?"

"Yes, ma'am." I nod to Liz's mom, who gives a wink. "Now go see pictures of our Lizard."

I turn back to Liz, who happily grabs my hand and leads me past Trent and Alexis trying to hide their smiles before she turns back to her mother. "I'm still your favorite, though... right?"

This causes me to laugh and wrap my arms around my girlfriend. "Oh, come on. Yes, everyone loves you, Lizzie Olsen! Let's go." I say with a smile as I push through the entryway of the kitchen.

Liz laughs with me as we walk through the house towards the loud twins. "She loves you." I bring my attention from the house's high ceilings back to Liz. "My mom. She already loves you. Plus Trent. I'm surprised he didn't give his big brother/if you hurt her speech." Liz pauses for a moment. "Maybe that's because of what happened at the show." I'm momentarily confused but then remember what happened after my All Eyes On Me performance. "So I guess he already knows you'll do what you can to love and protect his little sister." I smile and wrap my arm around Liz. "I do love her." We slow our walk, and I let Liz's lips plant themselves on me.

"Are you doing okay?" I tilt my head at her question. "I mean, I'm the more outgoing one most of the time in this relationship, but you really turned on the charm in the kitchen. You okay?" Liz smirks while she laces her hands in my own, and I squeeze them, thanking her for her concerns. "Uh.. Don't get me wrong. I'm scared shitless right now." I chuckle. "But it's Thanksgiving. With your family! Today isn't about me. It's about us. And them." I gesture with both our hands together. "The people you love. I'd rather be scared and nervous today than to never do this at all." Liz beams at me and kisses me once again. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"And thank you." "For?" "Being you."

Liz POV

I've been embarrassed and teased, and tricked before.

Yes. Mainly by my sisters. We all know the gum in the hair story.

And I'm not saying everyone hasn't been teased, tricked, and embarrassed because everyone has. Growing up with sisters or not. It's a part of life. It happens whether we want it to or not.

But boy, oh boy, do I want it to stop now.

Because against my wishes, the photo albums and years books were pulled out. The twins started with the college photos. Most of which I'm not proud of, but my sweet Y/N loved them and secretly counted every time I had a joint or cigarette in my hand.

That was thirty minutes ago, and now we've moved on to high school photos.

"Oh, my God!" Y/N yells, snatching another photo Ashley held up to her. "Look at the smile!"

"Look at you!" I smile as Y/N flashes the picture to me before dropping it into my hands as Mary-Kate holds up another one like it's a treat. "Oh my God, You're so cute here, Lizzie!" Ash squeals before flipping the photo over.

Instantly I'm trying to cover it, but Y/N fights me off. "Oh, babe." She says with a laugh. "I can't tell if it's laundry day or you're going through a phase." The twins just about collapse with laughter, practically dying at Y/N's words, clearly hitting it on the head.

Y/N herself bites back her lip before scooting closer to me. "I can tell what phase this is." She whispers, forcing me to snatch the photo from her hands. "It's called being a teenager." Y/N just nods to me and mouths the word sure.

"Oh, look at this one!" My brother shouts from his hovering stance behind the twins. In his hand, I see my high school yearbook. "Trent." I quietly plead, but it's no use because instantly, everyone is gathered around Y/N as Trent shoves the book into her hands.

"Babe." Y/N starts as her finger brushes over the picture. "You're so fucking cute! Your hair is a little frizzy, but Jesus Christ, have you ever had a like bad one? I'm talking awful to look at bad picture taken? Has she?" Y/N looks to the twins and then to me, almost as if she's offended. I don't even get to answer before her ramblings start. "God, it's gonna be so mortifying when I take you to my mom's, and in every picture, I look like I just woke, but I'm also somehow a walking corpse." She sighs. "Meanwhile, you've looked like this for years and years?!"

The rest of her words hit me, and I laughed and smiled along like everyone else, but I focused on what she said. "when I take you to my mom's."

My heart warms up at that.

It's evident to Y/N and myself that we're in this relationship for the long haul, but explicit and fine details have never been discussed. Family visits and trips for the next year or two had never been discussed until very recently. So the fact that Y/N is already thinking and joking about the future in which I see her baby and high school photos makes me melt.

That might not seem like a big deal from the outside looking in, but to the two of us, bringing someone home means a lot, especially after what we've been through.

You all know.

"I'm sure you'll look cute," I say as I pull myself back from getting lost in her eyes. But Y/N rolls them to me. "Notice how you said cute and not gorgeous."

"Babe, stop!"

"Oooh, fight. Fight. Fight!" I look to the twins, who are eagerly looking back at Y/N and me, waiting for this to turn into something bigger. Y/N just laughs and shakes her head. "No fighting here, blondes." "Boo!" Mary-Kate speaks up before her eyes focus back on the stack of pictures while Y/N closes the yearbook. "Hey." I quickly grab her hand. "You're beautiful." And thankfully, Y/N blushes and kisses my hand.

"So are you. I have pictures to prove it." She holds up another and smiles. I gently take it from her. "You and every sapphic lover out there."

Y/N's mouth drops. "What- how- yo-" She stumbles over her words, making Trent laugh as he's quietly watched before returning to his phone. "You know. I think I have to put parental controls on your phone." Y/N squints, but I shrug and look over to Ash, who has heart eyes at what she just witnessed. I also see Ash look at Y/N, who is now helping MK try and find even younger pictures of me, before her eyes focus back to me.

"She's perfect for you." She mouths.

"I know." I mouth back.

"Oh hey guys, we should clean up. Dads is almost here." Trent bursts the bubble of memories we're locked in as he locks his phone and puts it into his pocket. I move my head to Y/N, who moves hers from Trent to me. Everyone else in the room wouldn't notice it, but I do. The strong confidence she's been exuding falters slightly.

I go to speak, but before I can even scoot myself closer to Y/N, the twins begin piling up every photo and yearbook to make it appear as if they were never here. "We can look later!" Mary-Kate tells us as she runs to put them away. Ash running behind her to head to the nearest bathroom. When I turn around to Trent, he's already gone back to the kitchen. Leaving Y/N and I.

"They wasted no time.." Y/N nervously laughs. "They.." I lean closer to my girlfriend. "Trent and the twins grew up.. a little more.. differently than I did." I watch as a quizzical look morphs onto Y/N's face. "Differently?" I nod. "More prim and proper." I husk out, which causes a smile to form on Y/N's face. "What?" I ask as the smile turns to laughter. "Well, babe. I've gathered that. But from what I just witnessed." She gestures with her hands. "You would think it was more.. militant."

I make ah sound, but don't argue with Y/N's word choice. "He's a man of respect. Give it, earn it, or don't bother." I pause and see Y/N slowly nod. "But trust me. He loves us and wants what's best for us. It just.. can take a while. Okay?" Without saying it, I'm confirming and trying to keep calm with what we both fear—the possibility of my Dad, David Olsen.. disliking.. my girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N.

"Okay." Y/N takes her hand in mine. "I remember the first day you met my mom, so if I go through the day without crying over tea. We can count it as a win." Y/N squeezes my hand as I remember that day and fall into the crook of her neck. "Oh, God."

Y/N POV

"Alright, they're pulling up!" Mary-Kate yells from the front door and acts like she isn't just peeking out the window. Ash standing right behind her, making the same look. "Girls, get over here and quit freaking Y/N out!" Jarnie yells as she exits the kitchen for the first time today. Well, she went to the dining room to drop some food off earlier, but those places are one in the same. "You two do this every year. It's just your father and siblings. No need to get so crazy about it."

"But-" MK starts but quickly stops as she and Ash step away from the door. "Come on, guys," Liz speaks up and wraps her arm around each sister. It makes me laugh because of the height difference between the three of them. "Don't." MK glares at me before Liz covers her eyes, laughing.

"Knock knock!" The front door slowly opens as a younger male opens the door. Clearly not David, so this must be... Jake! That's his name! "Come on in, hun!" Jarnie makes her way past us to greet the remaining Olsens. "Jarnie, good to see you as always!" Jarnie makes a comment back to Jake as he smiles and makes his way down the line that all of us happen to be standing in. The twins, Liz and I being last.

"Jake, I'd like you to meet Y/N. My girlfriend!" Jake extends his hand with a smile. "Nice to meet you! Court has mentioned you before and sent me your TikTok's. Very talented."

Oh? I didn't realize Courtney had seen them, much less shared them.

Jake keeps shaking my hand as he continues talking about music and how TikTok has been helping all kinds of artists find their base. So he's excited to see what I got coming up. I agree with him, but I would like my hand back at some point. It appears Liz finally catches on and speaks up. "Jake. Her hand." She says with a friendly smile causing him to look down, embarrassed. "Sorry. I was shaking your hand too long." I nod with a laugh. "That's okay. And thank you. It's nice to meet you! We can chat later."

As Jake scurries to put away the bottle of wine he brought, I glance towards the front door, and I see a tall, grey-haired man finishing up a conversation with Jarnie. Both leaving it with smiles. "Chat later?" Liz asks with a smirk. "Shh." I roll my eyes.

"Hi, Dad!" Trent greets his father with a bear hug before David moves on to the twins, who quickly chat up their dad as Liz laces her fingers in mine. "Where's Courtney?" Ash asks, catching Liz and mines attention. "Oh, she's outside talking with her.. friend," David answers with a sheepish look that I catch. "Well, we're happy everyone could make it!" MK speaks up, obviously catching the vibe. "Yes. Yes, of course." David speaks as he moves to Liz and I. "Speaking of hiya Lizard!" David goes for a bear hug like he did with Trent but only gets a half hug in return since Liz refuses to let go of my hand. This earning a look at our intertwined hands. "Dad." Liz starts. "This is Y/N. My lovely girlfriend."

For the first time since entering the house, David's eyes meet my own. He nods his head and simply speaks as if I were a business deal.

"David Olsen. Elizabeth's Father." He extends his hand directly to the one holding Liz's. I feel as if everyone's eyes are on us. Without a shared word between us, Liz loosens her hand so I can let her go too firmly. And I mean firmly shake David's hand. "Y/N Y/L/N. Lizard's girlfriend."

From the corner of my eye, I can see Jarnie, Mary-Kate, and Ashley's smiles spread.

"So I've heard." David drops my hand and adverts his attention as Jake comes back into the room with a scotch in hand. "Ah, thank you, Jake." He grasps the glass from his son's hand and steps aside. "Much needed." He says after taking a long sip. "Jarnie, could you go get Court, please," David speaks to his ex-wife, who is already waving her hands at him as she made that decision first. "Nurse, your scotch." She says, earning a laugh from the twins as they separate to freshen up. Liz is momentarily ushered away by Trent. "Okay, bye." Those two words drop with sarcasm while I wave while avoiding the burning holes in my head.

"Here." I turn to my right to see Alexis with a glass of white wine. "For the... nerves." She so kindly says. "Thank you," I reply with my own long and strong sip. "Everyone goes through it," Alexis whispers to me when she raises her glass. I give her a look to make sure we're talking about the same thing.

We are.

"Wine?" Alexis rapidly changes the subject as someone appears behind me. "Please." My Liz begs. "One minute." Alexis departs with a strong sip of her own.

"I can't believe him."

I turn to my left to see Liz with a tight jaw boring holes into the her father's head. If looks could kill. I sigh and open my mouth."Liz-" "Trent had the audacity to give me the give it time talk." Hmm. "Fuck that." Liz practically snarls. "Give me your hand." I don't even get a second before our hands are tied together once again. "These." She squeezes our hands. "Don't get separated for the rest of the day." "Liz-" I start again but get interrupted by Jarnie opening the door with a very wide smile. Courtney and her friend, as David put it.

"Hey, everyone!!" Courtney beams to all of us. "This is Ness!" She kisses her cheek and wraps an arm around a shorter dyed black-haired cardigan-wearing woman. "Not only a friend." She emphasizes. "But my girlfriend!" Ness shyly waves, clearly not expecting all of us to be gathered in one of the living rooms. "Hi." Everyone, including myself, send warm smiles as Courtney pulls Ness further into the house. Jarnie watching Ness with care, just as she did with me.

At least I'm not the only new person this holiday.

"Oh my God, Lizzie, you brought her!!" Courtney screams as she hugs her older sister. "So nice to see you again, Y/N! Ness, this is Y/N!" Ness looks me up and down, confused, before a light bulb goes off. "Oh?! The one from the show you went to?!" Courtney nods. "Wow. Courtney and I love your music so far!"

"So far?" I tease, earning a laugh from Court and Ness. "It's nice to meet you."

"You as well."

"So Ness, how long have you and Court been together?" Liz asks as everyone begins to shuffle around the house. "Couple of months. Although we can't agree on when we started dating exactly." Courtney laughs while nudging Ness. "Only because this one thinks our first night in Mexico was our first date, but it was obviously the Tuesday at Al's before we even left," Ness speaks before Court pecks her lips to get her to stop. "Mexico or some restaurant called Al's. Tell me, which one sounds more romantic?" Court asks Liz and me as we find ourselves in the kitchen. Again.

"Mexico." Liz and I say at the same time. "Unbelievable." Ness' head and shoulders drop. "Anyways." Court wraps her arms around Ness as Alexis drops off more glasses of wine. "What's new between you two."

Where do we start?

"Oh, girls, save that talk for the table. It'll only be a couple more minutes."

"Of course, Mama J," Courtney speaks for the group. "Shall we?" Liz takes my hand and leads me to the elegant dining room. Clearly, a lived in space, but no one eats here regularly. "Mom, what's up with the name plates?"

"I thought it might be fun this year. What with our new guest and all." Jarnie nods towards Ness and me, whose nameplates happen to be right next to each other. On the other side of me is Liz. Of course. "Ah, no fair!" Mary-Kate whines, finding her spot. "I always sit next to Ashley. I sit next to her every day. Can I switch? Who wants to switch?"

"No switching. Now stop it." Jarnie lightly smacks Mary-Kate's head, earning a quiet "ow" from the blonde as the rest of us begin to sit down.

Jarnie and David are at each end of the table. On either side of David is Trent and Alexis.

Next to Trent is Louis, Ashley, Mary-Kate, and Jake

Next to Alexis is Courtney, Ness, myself, and Liz.

"Alright, Y/N, would you like to say, Grace?" Mary-Kate calmly asks me. Grace? Do they do that? "Mary-Kate." Liz sighs as Ash slaps her twin. "Wow, real violence going on today!" MK rubs where she got hit.

"Serves you right." Jarnie scolds her daughter as she turns to me. "We don't do that. Feel free to do it if you want, or start piling up your plate."

"Piling up my plate sounds good." Jarnie nods back and turns to Liz and not so quietly says. "Have I mentioned that I like her?"

Liz POV

I'm glad to be back home.

I love working, and Texas has been fun, but Y/N was right. I was missing my family and home a lot more than I realized. Because of this: Mary-Kate making a mashed potato mountain while Courtney scolds her for not doing it right. Alexis sharing embarrassing stories of Trent we haven't heard before. Or Ness leaning over to Y/N and I to joke about the twins. This. This is what I love. The fun of it all. The care and joy. Family.

A real Vin Diesel moment.

Don't tell Y/N I watched Fast and Furious without her, by the way.

Anyways I wasn't kidding when I said Y/N's and mines hand were going to be tied together all day. However, if it were up to me, we'd still be doing it, but it was making grabbing the bowls of food passed around very difficult. And eating, for that matter.

"Till after we eat." Y/N convinced me.

Trust me. I know it's a little ridiculous to practically hold someone's hand hostage all day, all because of things my Dad technically hasn't even voiced yet. But I wasn't going to let my father be immediately defensive to Y/N, myself, or Court and Ness, for that matter.

"Wait, what?" Y/N's shocked and open jaw makes me hide my laugh.

"Did you not know?" Ash looks puzzled before her, and my girlfriend's eyes are looking at me. I playfully smile and shrug. "Babe... is there something you'd like to say?"

"Alright, I know Spanish, so what."

"You didn't think to bring that up to your girlfriend?"

"Yeah! You didn't think to bring that up to me?! Like ever!" I shrug again. Enjoying the amused and flabbergasted looks. "I don't believe you," Y/N states as she returns to shoving turkey in her mouth. "There's no way this hasn't come up!" Mary-Kate tries to reason but to no avail.

"So you've been watching me do Duolingo for months and have said nothing?" Y/N breaks after a brief moment of silence. "Nothing?!"

"You never asked for help." I tease, earning a groan. "Also, I thought you've been doing very well, mi amor."

"Gracias." Y/N tries her best to look at me upset but fails as soon as I lean into her and leave a peck.

"Mi corazón."

"Huh?"

"Oh, haven't gotten there yet, huh?" Y/N shakes her head. "Tell me." I keep my face from breaking into a wide grin at the new game I'm going to play. "No."

"Oh, come on." I shake my head. "And no one better help or tell her what it means." I direct to the table and see phones quickly being out away. "That means you, MK."

"Oh, come on." She whines exactly like Y/N. Earning a chorus of laughs around the table.

"So Y/N." My father speaks to Y/N for the first time all meal. Mind you. Enough time has elapsed that some of us are on our second plates myself, Court, Mom, and Alexis. While some are on their third. Trent and Jake. "From what some of the group here and what Courtney have told me. You're quite popular. Talented even." All conversations quiet down, and eyes divert between my father and my girlfriend.

"Oh well." I lay my left hand on Y/N's knee to let her know I'm here no matter how much charisma and confidence she's had it in herself today. "I wouldn't say popular-"

"You held a show right here in LA not too long ago, no?"

"Well, yes, but-" "That certainly sounds like someone who's popular. Talented. Not some nobody. Are you a nobody?" I squeeze Y/N's knees as the clanging of my father's silver wear hits his dish.

"No, but-"

"Do you see yourself having a future? Being somebody?" "Sir, with all due respect-" In an instant, I watch my father move on.

"How about you, Ness?" Y/N looks back at me, mouth agape. "David!" My mom speaks out while throwing her serviette to the ground. "Stop this."

"Jarnie, please."

"Dad!" The twins speak up as I squeeze Y/N's knee again. "Stop this game your playing, or listen to what these young ladies have to say."

"J, what's there to say?" A beat. Confused looks all around. "You know, Lizard." My father draws his eyes back to me. Without removing her eyes from him, Y/N lays her hand on my knee. "What happened with Robbie? I know that Robbie upset you last year-"

"Stop." I close my eyes, hoping he'll listen. "But he knew-"

"Dad, please stop." I can feel Y/N tense as she squeezes my knee again.

"Dad, stop!" Ash speaks as I begin to block out what our father is saying.

Y/N POV

I visibly watch Liz tune out what's happening around here. She's an actress, so it appears she's listening, but I see her. I know her. She's hurting, and the mood for today is ruined.

I lean into her hold and grab her chin gently in my hand, turning her to see me ignoring her father's look. "Hey. It'll be okay." Liz smiles at me and holds back the tears in her eyes. Jarnie watches this interact with a clenched jaw, not at us but at her ex-husband.

"Enough!!" Jarnie shouts out over everyone as she pulls her youngest close. Liz wrapping our hands together. "David Olsen, you've upset everyone with your yammering and condescending questions and statements. Kindly stop it and apologize or leave."

"Jarnie-" David scoffs at this, and I feel Liz tense under my hand again. "David!" Liz sighs- "Dad, stop!" She stands up and yells at her father, surprising everyone.

"What are you doing? Why are you doing this? Just stop it. Stop thinking you know everything or that you have a clue about our relationships or lives! You only know about shit that's going on if Mom tells you or Court and Jake decide to fill you in!" Jarnie places her hand on Liz's arm as Liz stops to catch her breath and wipes some tears that have begun trailing her cheeks. "For the love of God, stop saying the name Robbie. He doesn't exist to us. I don't care what you think, you know, because whatever it is. It's wrong. He and I broke up. He fucked up again and again. And before you start bringing up last year this and last year that. Just stop." Liz sways a bit as she stamps her foot. "God, Dad, do you even know why I was so upset last year?" She sniffles. "Do you even care?"

"Honey-"

Liz places her hand up. "I was upset because that morning, I had gotten my period. After days of bated breath, this was the sign that I wasn't pregnant."

W-What?

I didn't know that.

I feel time halting as my breathing slows as I look around the room. It's clear that no one knew of this except the twins. Their eyes scurrying away from my own.

"But fuck- I- I wasn't upset because I wasn't pregnant. In fact, I was happy. Ecstatic even." My girlfriend chuckles through her sore, sobbed throat. "I was happy. And it felt so wrong to be so happy th-that I twisted myself up into this knot, and I just let myself... go." Liz's lips tremble as she fights for control. "All morning, I just let my body feel. All the emotions. The anger and sadness and the-that fucking happiness that I was putting on myself!" Liz takes a deep breath and lets go of my hand to push her hair out of her face. And I don't know if it was the anger of the weight of it all, but that's when I saw how horrible her hands were shaking and shaking more than the last leaf on a snow-covered tree. I reach up and grab her hand once more. Kissing it. Letting her know I'm here.

The only indication I know that Liz is aware of everyone else in the room is the light squeeze I feel on my fingers.

"But the guilt I felt for feeling how I goddamn felt. Me. The person that would've had to carry it. The person whose body would've been forever changed. My feelings were amped up by the person everyone should live up to, apparently. Robbie Arnett." I turn my head to David for the first time since Liz stood up. Guilt and regret are apparent on his face, but his eyebrows are furrowed, and his eyes remain stoic.

"He wanted kids and that future right then and there. So imagine the hurt I felt. Imagine the look on his face when I laid out everything for him. Okay?" She sniffles again, pushing her pink nose up. "Now imagine when he says nothing. Okay? Now imagine when he starts talking, but those words turn spiteful. Okay? Can you do that? Can you fucking do that, Dad?" Liz picks up her wine glass and rapidly downs it before throwing it into the middle of the table. "I knew that something was happening to our relationship even before that moment. But last year. The same day you want to bring up Dad. That was when I stopped loving Robbie Arnett."

Liz blinks some more tears away before looking around the room. "It was going to happen. And I'm glad it did." The soft tone in which Liz speaks makes me think that it she is talking about isn't her relationship with Robbie. "Excuse me." Liz covers her mouth and bolts from my grip. Running out of the dining room before I can even grasp what transpired in the last couple of minutes. But her footsteps are upstairs and long gone.

The twins hot on her trail, leaving a coat of silence in the large dining room—the quiet air being broken up by my own movement. My body and mind racing and going into autopilot.

Find your Liz.

"Honey.." Jarnie whispers while reaching her hand out to me, forcing me to look at her. Tears fill her eyes.

Mine too.

"Why don't you go check on her. Okay?" I nod, and I don't want to, but I do it anyways. I look into the direction of what caused this eventful meal.

The heads of the side of the table follow my look.

David is leaning back into his chair at the head of the table, looking out the window into the green backyard. I force myself to hold in the scoff.

"Go, Y/N," Court says, sending me a flat-line white people smile. With that, I force my legs to walk away from this. From everything that just happened. "Check upstairs," Jarnie informs me as I walk by her. "Thank you," I reply, only earning a wave of the hand.

"Just hug my Lizard. Please."

"Of course," I answer truthfully, and just as my body leaves the room, I begin to hear the shouting of multiple people.

"She locked herself in there," Ash says to me with trembling lips. "We're pretty sure we heard her throw up, but she won't answer us," Mary-Kate adds while she comforts her sister. "She just got her so fast."

Here. A hallway with a bonus room and a bedroom are at the end of it. One-half bath in between. Where Liz is now. "Okay." I squeak out. Still reeling from EVERYTHING I just learned. "We're sorry," Mary-Kate says as she looks down ashamed. Ash nodding in agreement. "Sorry? What are you sorry for?" I shake my head, trying to focus myself. "For what Dad- David said." Ash corrects. "I swear I've never seen him act like that. Well, to that extent." Mary-Kate says and groans before trying the bathroom handle again. "Lizzie, come on. Unlock the door. Y/N's here." She rushes through her words as the guilt eats her up.

But it's not her fault. Or Ashley's. Or anyone at that table's fault whose name doesn't start with a D.

"Babe. I'm here." I clear my throat and stand next to MK. "Open up. We don't have to talk about anything. I need to know you're alright." Nothing. Followed by nothing. I press my ear against the door, and aside from the hum of the house, I can hear what sounds like whispers. Repeating whispers. I pull my head back from the door and gently try the handle again, but it's still locked. The twins look at me curiously as I examine the door.

"Babe, like I said, we don't have to talk, okay? But I'd like to say some things. It's just you and me. Okay?" I raise my arm and shoo the twins away. Obviously, earning a shaking of the head, but I persist. "It'll be okay." I mouth to the duo, who eventually agree with their heads and make themselves home at the end of the hallway. "Okay, now it's just us." I start with a slight chuckle while feeling lost, nervous, and confused about today means for the greater scheme of things.

"I love you. I love you so much, Liz... and I'm- I.." I lean my head against the door while my hands grip the frame. "I'm sorry dinner took a turn, to say the least. But it wasn't your fault." I swallow. "Nothing that happened today or yesterday, or last year was your fault. Because you're perfect, I'm not just saying that to make you feel better or to open this door." I add a small laugh. "I'm saying it because I believe it. I believe in you. I believe you all the time. I believe you when you tell me I look pretty, even when I just woke up. I believe you when you say you like my smile, even though I've always hated it. I believe you when you tell me about your nightmares, no matter how silly and plant-based they are." I press my ear against the door again, hearing a hushed giggle. "I- I also believe you when.." I sigh, still wrapping my head around this.

"I also believe you'd make a great mom someday." A smile creeps onto my face, just imagining it. "And I believe you when you say you were happy about the outcome last year because there's nothing wrong with that. Nothing. You're allowed to feel however you want to feel. No one should tell you differently. You can always choose what you want. You want to cry. You want to laugh. Say Yes. Say No. You name it. Because no matter what, Liz, at the end of the day, it's your life... your choice. I'm just so happy, and I feel so lucky to get to be a part of it. I'm sorry I wasn't sooner.. and Liz, I believe you deserve nothing but support and love all the time. So.." I lean away from the door. "So, Liz, please open the door so I can take care of you right now."

Silence.

And then click.

I'm a little stunned to hear the door being unlocked, that it takes me a second to turn the handle. But the door slowly opens to reveal my shaking girlfriend sitting atop the toilet. Makeup ruined. Her eyes void of the striking green. They've turned red from her hot tears. However, she's still beautiful. She always will be.

"Hey.." I slowly walk in and close the door behind me. Locking it so the twins don't barge in. Liz lifts her face up to me; she goes to smile, but it falters as more tears slip out. "Oh, Liz." I quickly grab the towel off the rack and wet it to wipe her face and chin. Once that's done, I kneel before her and wrap my arms around her. Muffling her cries as her head buries into the crook of my neck. "I'm here," I whisper into her head, earning a nod as she quiets down.

"Come here." I pull her into me as I maneuver my legs under me. I fall back onto my butt while Liz places her weight on top of me. So now we're both just lying on the floor up against the wall. Well, I am, and Liz has her head on my chest. Luckily I know the floor is clean. "I-I'm sorry." Liz sobs into my chest adding new cracks into my breaking heart. "Hey." I kiss her head and pull her closer. If possible. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Nothing." I whisper. "Did you not hear me through the door?"

Liz's sniffles crawl to a stop, and after what feels like a few minutes, she speaks up. "I love your smile." She lifts her head off my chest and looks at me. "You're right. I love your smile even though you hate it." I smile at seeing hers. "There it is." Liz lightly laughs and wipes off the stray tears she has on her face.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I rise to my feet and help Liz onto the toilet seat again. Grabbing a new rag from Underneath the sink to clean up her trail-stained red cheeks and puffy eyes. "Don't worry. You still look beautiful." I wink at my girlfriend, that looks up at me with nothing but care. "Are you okay?" Liz closes her eyes as I wipe them. "No," I answer honestly. "I'm mad and upset by your fathers' actions. They hurt you. And my feelings. Probably Courts and Ness'." I rant.

"I understand." Liz sighs as I drop the hand towel in her hands. "I hate him." She concludes. "Li-" "No. I do. He disrespected us all. I've never seen him act like that! And what was up with the vague homophobia?? He's known about Court for the last two months? We've been in the news! I don't get it." Liz grips onto the sides of the sink and hangs her head.

"Do you hate me?"

I look at Liz in the mirror as if she's turned blue and grown 7 feet. "What?" I watch her hands let go of the sink and wrap themselves around one another in front of her stomach. She's anxious.

"Why would I hate you?" I question and bring myself closer to her. Liz opens her mouth before giving up on her words and shrugging, making me shake my head.

"Liz, I know you were listening earlier, so listen again. I could never hate you. Could I be annoyed or slightly frustrated? Sure. Has that happened yet? No, never." Nice safe. "So it stands to reason that I could never hate you. I don't want that thought to ever cross your mind. Ever. You're an Angel on earth."

"Do you still want kids someday?"

I look Liz up and down, catching her hand placement this time. I move gently into her space and grab her hands to lace them in mine. "With you? Of course."

Liz lets out a relieved sigh/laugh. "I'll never forget when you blurted that question out in the New York apartment." I laugh back. "I don't know what possessed me to do that."

We stand like that for a few minutes more. But for Liz, I'd stop the world and stand here forever.

After leaving the bathroom to find the twins on the floor with tears in their eyes, claiming that they weren't listening to our private conversation (liars), we made it back to the site of the crime. To find everyone there but one person.

"He's in the study upstairs," Jarnie says before anyone of us even thinks about asking. "Why is he still here?" Mary-Kate sternly asks her mom. "We don't want him here. He ruined the day." Ash backs up her twin and returns to Louis side. They're cute. "Lizard.." Jarnie walks up to her youngest and wraps her up. "I love you. No matter what. You know this, honey." Jarnie rubs her hands up and down Liz's back. "Do you want to..."

"Y/N." I pull my attention from Liz and her mother to Courtney on my left. "Hi." She shyly looks at me. "Umm, look, we're going to talk to Lizzie as well, but Jake and myself and, uh, Trent are just horribly sorry for how our father acted. Like he's-" "Never acted like that." I finished her sentence for her. "I've heard."

"Right. We're just so so sorry. We all love you and think you're wonderful, and oh god, I had all this to say-" I look back to see the twins now joining Liz in her convo with her mom.

"The study." Court looks at me, puzzled. "The study?" She asks, and I nod. "The upstairs study. Where is it?"

The lightbulb goes off above Court. "Up the stairs. Right hallway. Second door on the left."

"Thanks." I nod at her instructions and start working my way out of the kitchen, passing my lovely girlfriend with a kiss on the head. "Babe?" I turn back to face her when she grabs my hand. "Where are you going?" She knows. "Liz-" "No." "Liz, I want to speak to him." "No." She grips me harder. "Stop, let's just leave." I shake my head to her as Liz's sisters and mother watch us. "No. I'm sorry, Liz, but I'm not letting this go without speaking to him. He doesn't get to push anyone of us like that." "But-" She loosens her grip on me. "No buts, babe. I love you and respect everyone here, but I respect myself too. Maybe not all the time," I squeak out a laugh. "Okay. I love you too. Be careful."

"Always." I kiss her head and give a nod to the twins. "Y/N?" Jarnie calls out to me just as my foot hits the bottom step. "Yes?"

"Thank you for being there for her. In more ways than one." Jarnie covers her mouth, her hand as if debating something. "The first Thanksgiving, our Lizard, brought someone home, it was a blonde hair man whose name I forget, and I didn't like him all that much. No one really did, but we played nice for her sake, and we wanted what made her happy. But he came and went... Then Robbie happened. And he was a nice change of pace for her. Kind and caring, but something was missing that David and I couldn't put a finger on. But once again. We just wanted what made her happy." Jarnie stops as she walks closer to me, taking my hands in her own. "Today." She starts. "Today, I saw her eyes shine, and her smile shine brighter than ever before. You're right for her. Everyone here can see that. Including David." I tilt my head a bit at that last word. "No, I know. That sounds ridiculous, but I think it's true. He doesn't want Lizzie to be hurt again. He's a scared old man." She laughs. "But how he treated you and Ness, for that matter, is unacceptable. So when you get done yelling or talking or knocking him a new one, find me so I can do it as well. Okay?"

I laugh and smile at Jarnie. "Yes, Ma'am."

"Oh, stop with the Ma'am. You're going to be family soon enough. Mama J is fine." She pulls me into a hug that has the warmth of a loving mother. "Family?" I question. Mama J nods. "When you and Lizard are ready, you have my wishes."

Shocked isn't a big enough word to describe how I'm feeling. "Oh wow. Thank you! Thank you. Liz and I haven't even been together that long, and we have our whole careers and everything plus-" "Dear." She stops me. "It doesn't have to be tomorrow. I just don't see you going anywhere anytime soon. You and Lizard have already been through what most people go through in a lifetime. So I have faith. No, go upstairs. He's probably brooding." She pats my shoulders and heads down the hallway towards the bathroom Liz was held up in earlier.

Sensing someone watching me, I move my gaze to them. I see Liz watching me with a smile I've missed over the last half hour. "Did you hear all that?" I asked with a hushed whisper.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She replies in the same manner. "Uh-huh." I playfully roll my eyes and head up the stairs. In less than forty steps, I'm up the stairs and down the hall in front of the study. I stand there staring at the dark oak door breathing in and out. Calming my nerves that are making their appearance once again.

"Let's fucking do it." I knock on the door and twist the handle to open it.

"Mr. Olsen?" I ask I my eyes scan the darken room. Bookshelves and paintings line the wall. Amazement and wonder fill my eyes, and I'd love this room. On some other day. Because right now, I'm here for the man sitting in the brown leather chair. What appears to be a first-edition book of some kind in his hand.

"I'd like to discuss what happened downstairs." I firmly imply as I close the door behind me and stagger my steps to behind the chair oppose of Liz's father. "How so?" He closes the book and lets it rest on the table next to him giving me his full undivided attention for the first time today. "I'd like to know why you did what you did," I state, earning a Hmm.

"What was it that I did?" He's baiting me. "Mr. Olsen, I would just like an explanation as to why what happened. Happened. Was it something I did or didn't do?" He remains silent. "Is the fact that two of your daughters and I can't believe I'm saying this are in a same-sex relationship?"

"Don't be so naive, Y/N." He leans back into his chair. "Excuse me?" I say.

"I don't care if my daughters have, as you put it, a same-sex relationship." I lean forward. "Then what was that?"

"What was what? What did I do?"

I clench my jaw as he goes to pick up his book. Fuck it.

"Okay. Sir. You want to know what you did. What you already know." He closes his book once again and looks up at me. "You just pushed and pushed Liz to embarrass and humiliate herself out there in front of the people she loves most. And whether you like it or not, as you so claim, I'm on that list of people. Now are there days where I feel as if I don't deserve it? Sure. I'm sure you love to hear that." I stand away from the chair and let my feet guide myself around the room. "But that doesn't mean I don't love and care for your daughter every goddamn day as if she created the very ground I walk on. And I know. I know you love every single one of your children. You want what's best for them, like every parent should, whether they're blonde-haired assholes or guys who give her the world only to rip it away again and again. However, how you acted downstairs makes me think otherwise." I point my finger. "I'm better than both of those guys will ever be, by the way. Oh! Also. Liz talked about how you're a man of respect. You earn it, give it, or don't bother, right? So where was my right to earn it in your eyes today? Or Ness, for that matter. She and I had today to make you see how much we love your daughters, and you couldn't bother. Everyone else could. But not you? What is this a test." Mr. Olsen stands for the first time since I walked into the room. It throws me off a little, but I don't stop.

"And just so you know, I have worked my ass off to even be where I'm at today. These last few months haven't been easy, but I'm here. I'm a fucking artist now. And no, your daughter didn't do anything for me except support me. So before you go off thinking I'm only with her for money or notoriety, that's the furthest thing from the truth. I didn't even know who she fucking was till after we slept together!"

Okay, I should've kept that last one in.

I stop myself and look at the man I've been yelling at. "I'm sorry." I freeze, realizing the words that just left my mouth. "No, wait, no, I'm not. I'm not sorry. You treated me like dirt so I could yell at you and tell you that I love your daughter and that I don't plan on going anywhere."

The silence that follows speaks for itself the longer it goes on.

"I just want what's best for Lizzie." Her father breaks the tension in the room as he leans himself against what looks to be a hundred-year-old desk. "I do too." As if that's not obvious, I want to add on but refrain from doing so. "I respect you for coming up and laying into me; however, how you did so was only because of my arrogance, and for that, I'm sorry."

I don't say anything.

"Now.." David takes a pause as he pushes himself off the desk. "I don't know if you're the one for my daughter. You appear to be so." Here we go. "You make her happier than anybody I've ever seen. I would hate for her to lose that." Implying I would do something to hurt Liz. "I understand." I extend my hand to him. He looks down at it and shakes it as I open my mouth. "However, I can't accept your apologies. You hurt your daughters' feelings and my own today. I know you're a smart man. Capable of reading the room and the emotions within it. I thought what you did knowing that was mean. So thank you for your respect and for letting me know how happy I make my own girlfriend, but I don't need your respect for myself. I only need your acceptance for Liz's sake."

"I see."

"So once you apologize to your daughters and to Ness, then I'd love to sit down with you and talk about everything under the sun. Once again, thank you." Without another word, I drop his hand and turn my body to head out the door. Mr. Olsen doesn't stop me.

Liz POV

We all look up as we hear the study room door close. Yes, all. All of us who surround the table now stand at the bottom of the stairs.

Y/N appears from the top of the stairs, not with tears in her eyes or a clenched jaw but with a look of pride? Yeah, pride. "Hey, everyone." She smiles as she descends the stairs. "So!? How'd it go." Jake speaks up. Out of everyone, he was surprisingly really nervous for Y/N and made that known to me when he noticed Y/N was missing moments ago. "Umm.." Y/N plants herself in front of me, and behind the pride on her face, I see exhaustion taking over.

This day ruined us.

"It was informative." She decides.

"We thought we heard yelling," Ashley says as she earns a slap on the arm from Mary-Kate. I ignore them as I wrap my arms around Y/N. "It's true," I add. "Maybe a little." Y/N turns to my mom.

"If you want to go up, you can."

"Oh, honey, I will soon enough. Before we leave."

"Leave?" Y/N questions. "We're going to my- our house." I correct myself. "Our home here. To finish the rest of this day. Dessert. Board games. Movies. Nap somewhere in all of that." I do my best to smile as Y/N doesn't say anything, but I can tell she's thinking. "Is that what you want?" She asks. I honestly want this day to be over. I would have loved to stay here curled up on the couch after stuffing my face more, but the thought of staying in this house longer than an hour after being forced to share things I never wanted to again makes me sick.

"Yeah. Family bonding."

"Okay. Then su-" The upstairs study room door closes again. "Lizard." My father calls out to me as my mother and Y/N move themselves before me. "David, how about some other time? The girls are exhausted."

"It won't take long." He argues. I wrap my hand around Y/N's and pull it as we leave the foyer to go to the kitchen. Ignoring my dad's eyes and pleads. "Did he apologize to you?" I ask Y/N as I begin packing the Tupperware full of food into a tote bag. "Yes and no." She says. "Babe, what are you doing?"

"Is he homophobic now?"

"No. Just old. Babe stop. You shouldn't be doing this. You're exhausted." She takes the bag from my hand and places it down on the counter. "I hate him." I reaffirm as Trent walks into the kitchen. "Lizzie." I hold up my hand to my brother. "Don't."

"He wants to talk to you. Apologize." Trent looks at me so seriously it makes me laugh. No, really, it makes me laugh. I cover my face with my hands to stop myself from crying as I do my best to keep my smile. "No."

"No?" Trent asks as the twins enter the kitchen now. Moving past our brother to help with the loading of the food.

"No, he doesn't get to just apologize."

"Lizzie, I don't think it's like that."

"I don't care what you think it's like, Trent." I fully turn away from the counter to look at my brother. "I don't care what Dad wants to say or do. He should've done right earlier or not shown up today. So it's too little too late." I turn back to Y/N and my sister, who each have a bag around their arms. "Let's go." I muster out as I avoid the concerned look from Y/N.

Trent moves out of our way. "You can tell Dad I don't want to speak to him. I don't want to hear from him. Tell him I said no. No is a full sentence."

Dec. 31st, 2021

Missed Calls Dad (2)

New Voicemail: Hey, kiddo. I see I missed you again. Umm. I just wanted to call and let you know that I wish you and Y/N a happy new year considering I won't be staying up. Everyone here misses you. Me included. Umm, anyways, so long. Love you, Lizard.

I drop my phone from my ear and onto the bathroom counter. As you can tell, I haven't spoken with my father since Thanksgiving. It hasn't been hard to avoid him, but it can't exactly be easy.

"In a minute!" I respond to the rapid knocking on that guest bathroom door that I'm on the other side of. "But Lizzzard, it's me!" I chuckle and put my phone away before opening the door to reveal my very drunk girlfriend. "Why, hello, beautiful!" The drunker she gets, the more of a flirt she becomes. "Hi, baby," I reply as she pulls me into a kiss. A kiss that keeps going and going from my lips to my neck and my collarbone. "Ba-aby." I fluster out. "We have to stop. Someone could see u-us."

"Let them." Y/N looks up at me with that mischievous look in her eyes. "Oh no. Not here. Not in Ivy's penthouse." Y/N bites down on my skin before removing her lips from me. "Fine. Only because you're so fucking smart." She huffs and fakes annoyance before breaking out her wide smile. "I love you." She laughs. "I love you too. Okay. Now move it." I turn her around and smack her ass, so she starts moving us back to the party.

As we whiz through people we know and don't know, Y/N locks her hand in mine. "I wish we had the party at our place." She whines, and a part of me agrees because I know Y/N is horny and would kick everyone out. Another reason is having Ivy and Max host a party was safer for us, especially after some concerning pieces of mail were dropped off at our LA place.

We alerted all who we needed to, but with the holidays, so haven't heard much back.

The pieces of mail were pictures of us. At first, we thought they were paparazzi pictures, but the closer you looked at them, they clearly were pictures a stalker would take. Photos of Y/N coming and going from her record company. Pictures of the two of us at dinner. Even a picture of us when we donated food and toys to the local animal shelter. Y/N's idea, by the way.

But to say we were freaked would be an understatement. I locked myself away in my cave for three days like a ball of anxiety before Y/N, and I discussed our next course of action. She blamed herself, while I blamed myself. But it's neither of our faults—only that assholes.

So anywho, it's been a crazy past two weeks between that and Christmas. Plus seeing Scarlett, Colin, Cosmo, and of course, little Rosie!

"Y/N! Lizzie!" Both of us turn our heads around to see Ivy. "Hey, you two! I've barely seen you since you guys got here!" "To you. Wait, you too!" Y/N stumbles as I just smile at Ivy. "What she said." I laugh and pull Y/N closer to me, not that she minds.

"Where's Max?" Y/N questions. Ivy takes Y/N's finger and points so it'll be easy for her to follow. "Ah!!!" Y/N squeals and drags the three of us over to see Max with a fashionably late Scarlett and a star-struck Sam..? Yeah! Sam, that's her name. The blonde that used to work with Y/N.

"Nice of you to join us ScarJo!" Y/N stumbles a bit as she taunts Scar. "Oh God, she's not drunk, is she?" Max intercepts only to get my nod. "She wanted to celebrate what the new year has in store for us." "Meaning?" Scarlett questions while laughing. "Multiverse of Madness, my new show, her record, us in general-" "Wait, stop!" Scar sets her drink down. "HER? New record?! She signed?!"

Apparently, this is new news to Scar. "Yeah, she did." I smile. "Oh, my God! That's amazing!" She focuses her attention on Y/N, who looks like she just won the lottery. Oh gosh, I forgot about her crush on Natasha Romanoff. "Come here!" Scarlett pulls Y/N into a hug. "Watch the hands, Y/L/N!" I yell to my girlfriend, who does nothing but gasp and pull Scarlett into her again.

Oh, she's so going to get it.

Once everyone stopped hugging one another, I not so gently and calmly pulled Y/N onto my lap once we all gathered around a table in the corner of the room. "Mine," I whispered into her ear as Max questioned Scarlett about Black Widow and The Outset. "Yours." She whispered back.

"So, will you keep the name Y/N or create a stage name?" Ivy asks as her fingers dance around on Max's neck. I hide my smile behind Y/N, knowing the name she came up with. "Stage name." She says with a wave of her hand before flopping into me. "Do we get to know it?" Sam laughs.

"Oh yeah, sure, it's-"

April 22, 2022

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Marvel Studios @MarvelStudios

The trip through the Multiverse has begun. The stars of Marvel Studios' #DoctorStrange in the Multiverse of Madness began the global tour in Berlin, Germany! - Experience the movie only in theaters May 6.

@scrunchnoselizzie @marvelstudios she was looking at me 🥰🥰

@Hole4TaylorSloane @marvelstudios THE people's princess!! 👸

@MadMaxMoore @marvelstudios oh wait till Y/N sees these. 💙 Y/N wake up!!!

@yeahitsY/N @marvelstudios omg she's so pretty she can crush me and I'd thank her. Alexa play Gorgeous by Taylor Swift! Also not joking but if you guys kill Wanda I just want to talk

@multiversemother @marvelstudios @yeahitsY/N not Lizzie's gf commenting with that picture 💀💀

@NSanders28 @marvelstudios 🥱🥱🥱 next

@witcheswhores @multiversemother they haven't publicly confirmed that they're back together. I know there's been paparazzi photos and posts about them but let's not possibly spread misinformation.

@incellonerman @witcheswhores @multiversemother 👎 as if someone like @yikesitsY/N could pull the beauty that is Elizabeth Olsen.

@happywandaplease @yikesitsY/N @incellonerman WTF are you talkin about?? They're both beautiful af and id pay for them to step on me in their highest of high stilettos!!

@yikesitsY/N Quote Tweeted @inclelonerman

Bet. L. Ratio.

"👎 as if someone like @yikesitsY/N could pull the beauty that is Elizabeth Olsen."

@user8 @yeahitsY/N lmaooooo

@OlsenMyOlsen @yeahitsY/N omg queen!!!

@y/nsgreenreptile @yeahitsY/N i love you

@yeahitsY/N @y/nsgreenreptile i love you too

A/N: We're finally well into 2022!! So I can finally start writing about things that happened more recently!!! Did you guys have a fav part? Twitter handle? Anything??? Please let me know!

Also I truly love every single one of you that takes time to read, comment, like and share this. It means the world to me. And thank you for letting me be me and write this story. 💜 See y'all soon!!

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hey there! this is a new multimuse rp blog, that features characters from dc & marvel (with more to come later!) . crossover friendly & headcanon based. i'll have a detailed muse list soon, but feel free to pm me or interact to set up RPs in the meantime! the writer is 18+, and i ask anyone who follows to be an adult as well, as this blog will feature mature themes, including heavy adult content, so please bare that in mind. i'm also completely open to writing on discord, if that's your preference!

also, this pinned post and everything else is mostly temporary. i'll be working on making everything look nicer as i go along!

under the cute, i’ll include a few things, including my muse list, some muses / characters i’m looking for to write opposite with, and a few other details for rp!

my messages are always open, feel free to dm!

WHAT I'M LOOKING FOR

i'm open to most kinda plots and pairings, open to any themes and ideas, we can discuss whatever tbh. i don't have any real limits here.

WHO I PLAY

there’s a more detailed muse list below, but honestly? i can play most any male character tbh, whatever fits the plot or pairing we go for! i can do canons, crossovers, or ocs —— it's all a yes from me! feel free to suggest someone who might not be on the list.

MUSE LIST

again, i’m pretty flexible and can write some characters outside of this, whether canon or oc, so feel free to suggest anything, this is more just for inspiration, tbh.

Batman, Nightwing, Red Robin, Robin, Signal, Batman Beyond, Green Lantern / Kyle, The Flash / Barry, The Flash / Wally, Impulse, Green Arrow / Oliver Queen, Green Arrow / Connor Hawke, Arsenal, Aquaman, Aqualad / Kaldurah'm, Superboy / Conner, Superman / Jon, Cyborg, Booster Gold, Hawk, Hawkman, Deathstroke, Deadshot, Black Adam, Vandal Savage, Scarecrow, Flashpoint Batman / Thomas Wayne, Bane, Reverse-Flash, Black Manta, Ocean Master, Lobo, Swamp Thing, Jimmy Olsen, Joker

MARVEL

Daredevil, Punisher, Hawkeye, Spider-Man / Peter Parker, Spider-Man / Miles Morales, Spider-Man 2099 / Miguel O'Hara, Spider-Man Noir, Cyclops, Wolverine, Magneto, Archangel, Green Goblin / Norman, Green Goblin / Harry, Doctor Doom, Human Torch, Deadpool, Bullseye, Iron Fist, Luke Cage, Winter Soldier, Nick Fury, Havok, Kingpin

MISC

Ben Tennyson, Kevin Levin, Zuko, Mako

WHO I’M LOOKING FOR

now here's the main gist of of what i'm looking for! if you can play any of the following characters, i would absolutely love it!

Cheshire / Jade Nguyen, Artemis Crock (from Young Justice), Yara Flor, Lois Lane, Donna Troy, Wonder Woman, Talia al Ghul, Black Canary / Dinah Lance, Zatanna, Ravager / Rose Wilson, Huntress / Helena Bertinelli, Jessica Cruz / Green Lantern, Poison Ivy, Star Sapphire / Carol Ferris, Punchline, Supergirl, Spoiler, Lian Harper, Catwoman, Batgirl, Dawn Granger (Titans TV), Starfire, Lilith Clay, Hawkgirl, Lady Shiva, Mera, some Arrowverse girls (Iris West, Sara Lance, Thea Queen, Laurel Lance)

MARVEL

Elektra Natchios, Psylocke, Jean Grey, Emma Frost, Rogue, Kate Bishop, Lorna Dane, Susan Storm, Sersi, Felicia Hardy, Wanda, Laura Kinney, Black Widow, Carol Danvers (MCU), Mary Jane Watson, Hope van Dyne (MCU)

OVERWATCH

Ashe or Kiriko

FINAL FANTASY 7

Tifa Lockhart, Aerith Gainsborough, Jessie Rasberry

RED DEAD REDEMPTION

Abigail Roberts, Sadie Adler, Mary-Beth Gaskill

STAR WARS

Leia or Rey

GAME OF THRONES

Daenerys Targaryen, Cersei Lannister, Margaery Tyrell

AVATAR

Azula, Suki

DISNEY / NICK SITCOMS

Teddy Duncan (Good Luck, Charlie), Alex Russo (Wizards), Carly Shay (iCarly), Tori / Trina / Jade (Victorious), Sharpay Evans / Gabriella Montez (High School Musical)

TOTAL DRAMA

Heather, Gwen, Courtney

MISC

Starlight / Annie January (The Boys), Gwen Tennyson (Ben 10 Alien Force or older), Daphne Blake, Kim Possible, Colette (Ratatouille), Cinderella (Disney), Betty Cooper (Riverdale), Ellie Williams (TLOU2)

CELEBRITIES

Margot Robbie, Megan Fox, Gemma Chan, Madison Beer, Anne Hathaway, Anya Chalotra, Victoria Pedretti, Jessica Chastain, Emeraude Taubia, Jenna Dewan, Candice Patton, Sydney Sweeney, Alice Eve, Caity Lotz, Kim Kardashian, Kylie Jenner, Olivia Wilde, Selena Gomez, Vanessa Hudgens, Taylor Swift, Dua Lipa, Conor Leslie, Minka Kelly, Alejandra Guilmant, Kennedy Walsh, Olivia Rodrigo, Hailey Bieber, Doja Cat, Hailee Steinfeld, Dakota Johnson, Corinna Kopf, Florence Pugh, Lili Reinhart, Ariana Grande, Scarlet Johansson, Bridget Mendler

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Do not judge somebody who has a lot of Disney VHS tapes 🫣 just don’t, okay?

Wait, are you sure you didn’t dream about me with Chris’ face 🤣 //

He was so mad at me!! He was screaming in my face while I was trying to go through his cabinets. 😭

VHS tapes are the superior way to watch anything! Older animated movies have some sort of grainy, dream-like quality to them that is so much more immersive. Cartoons that look like cartoons are just better.🤷‍♀️ Same with photos and videos shot on film; they feel much more organic than hyper-realistic and clear images.

I completely get what you're saying! It's such a different viewing experience. I have so many Disney, Don Bluth, etc. VHS tapes. On top of my Mary Kate and Ashely Olsen videos. The kids still watch them. We still have a working VCR. And I even have Paul Walker's first movie on VHS, he was just a wee little child.!

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dudettedickballs · 9 months

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I get jealous when I see photos of Mary Kate and Ashely Olsen together. They always have each other. Two sisters bonded through a life only they can understand. Choosing to match outfits and have a shared life. It's so enviable.

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I wasn’t really feeling holiday reads this year and I wasn’t planning on reading any beyond the ARCs I had to read, but then my bookclub chose holiday reads and I thought I’d give one a try. The Holiday Swap ended up being the perfect holiday read because it was just the right amount of festive and the story still had a whole lot of substance. Sure the big city girl returns to small town trope was still there but it wasn’t the only thing driving the story forward and I really appreciated that.

The 90s girl in me also loved the Mary Kate and Ashely Olsen vibe of this book. And then the end of the book... I was swooning! I didn't think the story could get better and then it did. I was definitely squealing and giggling!

While looking up Maggie Knox on Goodreads to see if I've read anything else in the past or if there were other stories that looked interesting, I learned that Maggie Knox is actually a duo and not only that, they're Canadian (and of course now I love the ringette - Canada reference in the book even more)!

Do you like holiday romances? Do you prefer them as books or movies?

http://instagram.com/auntie.a.bakeshoppe

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Mary-Kate Olsen drug addiction journey is just another two peas in a pod, as most Hollywood celebrities struggle with fame and substance abuse. In retrospect, the glamorization of drug abuse in Hollywood is all too common. Numerous tabloid stars have encountered drug abuse disorders, and if not, someone close to them is doing drugs. It is almost as if it comes with the territory since many have disclosed their battles with drug addiction to the public. But where did it all begin? It began in the 1930s when Hollywood stardom was flooded with young, rich, ambitious actors and actresses accustomed to publicity and long work hours brought about by their demanding careers. To fulfil the Hollywood hustle, the system encouraged pep pills or “vitamin shots,” as doctors called them, to help the superstars be energetic or get sleep. This gave them a ticket to abuse drugs as long as they would be on-set when needed and develop tolerance with time. It was, therefore, not unusual for celebrities to engage in alcoholism heroin or cocaine use. Worse, the public and the media began idolizing drug-abusing celebrities while stigmatizing ordinary people who fall victim to addictions. This Hollywood tragedy still lives on in the 21st century, where people are desensitized to drug abuse, just like they are desensitized to violence through movies and TV shows. The media has witnessed the likes of Zac Efron, Angelina Jolie, Oprah Winfrey, Robert Downey Jr., Lindsay Lohan, and many more media personalities confess their struggle with alcoholism, heroin and cocaine addictions. On that note, this article will look into Mary-Kate Olsen drug addiction through her screen career and how she got over the addiction. Grab a coffee and get comfortable. Mary-Kate Olsen’s screen debut As one-half of the sororal Olsen twins, Mary-Kate was born on June 13, 1986, with her twin Ashely Olsen and together, they began their screen careers at nine months old on the sitcom show Full House. While child labour laws restricted children to 20 minutes per episode, the director hit the jackpot with the lovely twins switching places to cover 40 minutes on-set. Their first gig was profoundly successful; since then, the duo has always been together. It was also an avenue for launching the Dualstar Entertainment Group, making them one of the youngest executive producers in Hollywood history. After a few years, Mary-Kate and Ashley produced countless shows, movies, and fashion lines, including The Row, Elizabeth and James, Olsenboye and StyleMint, and a metric ton of merchandise totaling their net worth of $500 million. Just like their career flourished, so did the twins maintain a stellar reputation, unlike the rich and famous teenagers of their age who were party animals. They either kept a clean record or were so good at escaping the tabloids. Well, the latter sounds truer if you keep reading. The beginning of the Olsen tragedy Mary-Kate and Ashley fell into the media limelight accidentally. They did not choose a life of fame. Nonetheless, they had to measure up; fortunately, it worked to their advantage. However, measuring up to their demanding career meant taking a lot of coffee to get them wired enough for the day. As a result, they developed a caffeine addiction at a very young age. As the twins confessed, their mother would make them pancakes and a tiny cup of coffee on the weekends. Mary-Kate tells the WMagazine, “I remember at 10 sneaking my own coffee and pouring a ton of sugar in and going up to the playroom and drinking it.” Additionally, the twins were obsessed with Starbucks and the paparazzi would always be selling pictures of them holding Starbucks cups around the city. Despite their efforts to maintain a clean reputation, their 18th birthday was not so squeaky clean. Dark rumours unveiled the duo’s liberation on their campus life at New York University. Their public image began shifting to that of divas who flaunted their smoking and drinking all over the tabloids.

This approved a previously leaked photo of Mary-Kate drinking at a party while in high school by Spencer Pratt, a reality series personality. While Mary-Kate regularly managed to make news in the media, Ashley stayed in their good books. Down the road to addiction Mary-Kate was exposed to drug abuse during their campus escapades, where they tried all sorts of drugs, from marijuana to ecstasy, cocaine and alcohol. Although her cocaine and alcohol addiction was known to the media, her family remained hushed. Her condition plummeted when she had to check herself into a rehab facility in 2004 for anorexia and drug addiction after a lifetime of denial. The family quickly denied that non of the girls had an addiction problem, but their bodyguards held contrasting opinions. They confessed to seeing the girls participate in pot circles and pass the joint around. To support it, Mary-Kate Olsen was often sported by paparazzi carrying a pack of cigarettes proudly into interviews, clubs, and bathrooms. She wasn’t quite into the under-the-radar affair about her drug use. Mary-Kate went through six weeks of treatment and, three years later, struggled with kidney problems. Her love life has also brought her to the mud after her boyfriend, Heath Ledger, died of an overdose in 2008. How is Mary-Kate Olsen today? Mary-Kate has had a bumpy recovery as rumours of her relapse made the headlines once a few times. Regardless, relapse is part of recovery. The Olsen twins retracted from the limelight to build their careers and work on their mental and physical health. She recently shared her thoughts in an interview with Marie Claire, where she was quoted: "I think it’s really important to be able to talk when something’s wrong". I learnt at a really young age that if you don’t talk about it, it can drive you insane. The 30-something-year-old fashion mogul now lives off social media and married Olivier Sarkozy in 2015. She has managed to hide from the public eye and lead a quiet private life. Ashley and Mary-Kate were last spotted at the 2017 Met Gala.

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Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen Bundle Up At Paris Fashion Week In Rare Public Outing: Photos

View gallery Image Credit: BACKGRID Mary-Kate Olsen and Ashely Olsen made a rare public appearance at Paris Fashion Week on Friday, March 3. The superstar twin fashion designers, 34, were spotted leaving a hotel together dressed in their customary garb of a black overcoat and a large handbag swinging from their respective arms. Each of the former Full House actresses added a chic scarf to their…

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irisewithsunyourisewiththemoon · 8 months

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#mary kate and ashely olsen

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1st Photos Since Her Secret Wedding To Louis Eisner – Hollywood Life

View gallery Image Credit: MEGA Ashely Olsen has been spotted for the first time since her reported secret wedding to her longtime partner, Louis Eisner. The 36-year-old designer and businesswoman was photographed out and about in New York City on Wednesday evening, Jan. 18, with her twin sister, Mary-Kate Olsen, and was intensely focused on her phone call. The photos were obtained by the Daily…

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olsenmyolsen · 1 year

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Part 13 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

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Y/N POV

I smile down at my phone after just sending a text to the twins, letting them know I made it home. I don't even remember the ride back. My mind was too preoccupied thinking about Liz and the things I wanted to say to her. But yet here I am standing with my back to the closed front door.

I take a look at the state my studio apartment is in. "Shit." To my disappointment, it hasn't been magically cleaned and organized, so with another day off, I think it's time to do something useful for myself and clean this place up.

I place the tote bag I had on my shoulder onto my couch before kicking off my new Birkenstocks and making my way into my bathroom. I rummage through my medicine cabinet before finding the ibuprofen bottle. I dump three in my hand and turn on the sink. I throw the pills into my mouth and cup a handful of water, lifting it to my mouth before I swallow it, letting that NY tap water work its way down my throat.

My head isn't killing me like before, but this will still help. I turn off the sink and walk into my bedroom. I yank off the jeans MK gave me and my underwear, adding them to my wash pile before slipping on a pair of basketball shorts and cozy socks.

I make my way back into the living room area, load up my Cleaning on a Sunday morning vibe playlist, set my phone down on my cheap wooden coffee table, and get to work.

Just over an hour later, I am sweating as if I had just run a marathon. I smile to myself. I have the wash going, the living room cleaned, and the bedroom spotless, except for the piles of stuff that shouldn't be moved because I know exactly what's in there and how I like it. The bathroom still needs work, but eh.

I grab my phone and stop the playlist to look at my messages. I got a message back from Ash but not MK in the twins and mine group chat appropriately named Y/N & Twins. Ash came up with it until we pick something else.

In addition to Ash's message, I got a message from Max, so instead of replying, I just decided to shoot her a call. Why not? I got time. After a few rings, she answers.

Max: What up Bitch!

Y/N: Sup! Just got done cleaning my place.

M: Ew. You're cleaning instead of spending time with the Olsen twins? If Mary-Kate had texted me that you'd leave her and be cleaning today I would've made sure your ass came into work.

Y: Well, too late. And yes, I cleaned. I got home and realized what a shit show it was. Plus, if it's not clean, how in the hell will we watch the MCU?

I get no response a part of me is worried the call dropped.

Y: Max?

M: Are you serious?

Y/N: About?

M: Watching the rest of the MCU because I don't want you to get attached and then have Liz-

Y: No. No, it's okay. Plus, I think I'm going to try and talk to her.

I hear a sharp intake of breath over the phone.

M: Fuck, dude, really?

I pause.

Y: Yeah... Anyways! What do you say movie tonight? My place. Captain...

Damn, what's the character's name?

M: Marvel! Captain Marvel! Yes, James and I will be there arroooouuunnndd 6:30/7. Maybe do a double feature tonight?

I nod.

M: Y/N?

Y: Oh yeah, sorry. Sounds good.

M: Yes! Time to prove to my little bitch of a brother how badass she is. Okay, see you tonight Y/N!

Just like that, the call ends. So now I'm left sitting by myself alone in my living room. I look around my studio apartment. Before living here, I had a place with Naomi; before that, it was my place at college.

I get a little sad as I look around the space. I realize it's because I spent a long time with someone who never let me be fully me. I see that now as I look at the empty spots on my shelves and tables. I take note.

I know I have a lot of things back home with my mom that I wouldn't mind having back into my life, but that means calling my mom, and let's not forget last time she spoke, she wanted our next call to be about my future and all that business. Because God forbid, I don't go back to school and decide that I want to work at a coffee shop.

So in the meantime, I open my Amazon app and purchase a few small things to add to my space. I think about getting a plant, but that's never worked out well in the past. You know how people have green thumbs? Call me Grey Thumbs. Plus, I wouldn't even know what to get.

God, I'm such a bad lesbian.

A smile comes across my face because I know exactly who could help me.

I open up my text conversation with Liz. My eyes gaze over the last words she sent to me. "Wow." She tried last night. After a minute of thought, I jokingly type the message:

"Got any plant rec?"

I laugh to myself about how stupid this is. I hover over the send button before backspacing and deleting the message. And before I can contemplate what else to do or say, I catch a whiff of something. I breathe in through my nose again. "What the hell is that?"

My eyes get a bit bigger as I look down at myself. I open my shirt and take a sniff. "Oh my God!" A night out, a wet dream, and one clean apartment later makes you this freaking stinky.

I quickly run to my washing machine and chuck in the clothes I have on before sprinting my naked ass to the bathroom in an effort to get rid of my smell.

Liz POV

After my call with MK, I didn't hear from her until Ash texted our shared group chat named Thing 1, Thing 2 & Lizard.

Ash: Hey sis MK just got back from helping Y/N downstairs Ash: 😏

MK: Ewww Ash! MK: Anyways! She's free from our clutches now

Thank you both! I'm somewhat busy atm so I'll call you guys when I do it

Ash: 💕

It being calling Y/N.

And I lied to the girls. I'm not busy today. Today is my final day to relax before I go back to filming for the next couple of weeks. And so far, all I've done is stress myself out, be on my secret social media accounts, and order room service breakfast which wasn't the best, but oh well.

It's now around 4pm London time, and I have yet to hear from Y/N, meaning if she is going to call, it will probably be late tonight. I huff and roll onto my back. At the edge of the bed is the half-eaten tray of food. My face looks disgusted, but my stomach speaks up. I think my stomach needs more food. Better food!

For the first time today, I get out of bed and plan to stay out of it for more than 5 minutes. I place my hair into a makeshift bun as I waltz myself into the bathroom. I look myself up and down before washing my face. Yes, I do it every night, but I feel gross, which will help wake me up from my afternoon tiredness. In addition to that, I quickly run the ZIP Beauty Device over my face. Once finished, I promptly examine myself. I smile at a job well done.

I make my way into the main room and throw my suitcase open in search of my comfy clothes section. After a rifle through it, I find it! One my favorite sweaters ever! My navy NYU sweater. I take off the clothes I've spent all day in, in favor of my NYU sweater and a pair of form-fitting sweatpants. I make sure I have everything phone, sunglasses, wallet, hotel key, and a black hat before slipping on my black birks, heading out the door.

Within minutes I'm down and walking around the streets of London. Thankfully no paparazzi seem to know that I'm back in the country or if they do, I don't see them.

I do love the city, but I enjoy the small towns more. That's why Robbie and I got the house in Richmond. I'd love to walk around and familiarize myself with the area whenever I had free time. I've also done that here before. Like in 2014, when we were shooting for Age of Ultron, I loved it.

I've been in my own little world for a while. I didn't even realize that my stomach had taken me to a place I hadn't thought of in years. It's this bistro called Padella; it's not the crème da la crème, but the pasta they serve is something that wooed me over from day one. And the little tarts they have - perfect.

The second I enter the, it's like I'm back to 2014, Lizzie. I'm led to the same table I use to get. I give the waitress the same order I use to give. I look around at the few people here at the same time as me. I look at each individual person and think of the reasons they're here. Ya, know people watching, coming up with stories for each of them.

I laugh at the silly scenario I just came up with for the older man with the red beanie in the corner. As I compose myself, I feel something I haven't felt since the last day alone I had with Y/N. Bliss. Happiness. Those feelings I want to share.

Y/N POV

After my long and hot shower, I got dressed like usual. Opting for a more casual fit. Black slim track pants and an oversized pocket tee. Now I find myself staring at my text messages between Sam and I. Just like I have been for the last couple of minutes.

Sam 🫐 Today 8:48 AM

Hey Y/N! So I just got a text from Max. You might not be coming in today?? Is this because of last night? Once again, I'm sorry, like really fucking sorry. Whenever you see this, please text me back.

Sam 🫐 Today 2:16 PM

Hey Are you free?

I close out of my phone. I'm a little nervous about trying to meet with Sam. How they acted, last night was not cool. Yes, I know how MK was, but at the same time, I literally just met and worked with Sam. For her to assume we'd become anything more right off the bat is a little worrying.

I laugh to myself. Maybe I'm the hottest bitch around and never realized it.

My phone buzzes in my hand. It's Sam.

Sam 🫐 Today 2:16 PM

Hey Are you free?

Yes I'm on my way home now. You okay?

Yeah I was wondering if you wanted to meet up and talk?

Sure. Where would you like to meet up?

I think about that. There's a little diner near me. I was like a regular after Naomi. They have these tarts that I used to consume like it was my job.

Is here good? (address attached)

Yeah. Give me like a good half hour. See ya there!

I exit my text messages. I want to stay friends with Sam, but I don't want her around if she is going to be a problem. That sounds mean, but we know how people can be. Plus, she knows about my connection with the Olsens. We didn't try and hide it, but still, I need to make sure Sam doesn't try and blow everything out of proportion.

I look down at my phone again. I click on the clock app. I move my finger over the world clock adding in the location, London, England.

"Damn," I mutter to myself. I don't know how many hours I thought England was ahead, but 5 seems fitting. So for Liz, it's 7:17pm. Meaning, if I want to call her, it will have to be sooner than I want. I roll my eyes and throw my head back. I let out a big yawn. I didn't know I had hiding. I close my eyes and succumb to a nap I didn't know I wanted.

Liz POV

The walk back to the hotel from Padella was more eventful than the walk to Padella. After leaving the spot, I decided to spend stop by a new wine bar. It's quiet on the inside, and it's clear this place is designed for an older crowd. I remove my sunglasses and hat.

The lady behind the counter gave me a monologue about the array of wines they carry and how different each one was. I appreciated hearing it, and I like the amount of care she has, but all I want is a glass of red.

I let the woman choose an excellent wine for me and thank her once it's in my hand. This place has rows and rows of books free for anyone to use. I find a book that's probably been taught in every English class know to man. The Great Gatsby. It's a classic, so I pick it up and place myself in a cozy corner.

A few chapters and an empty glass later, I feel a pair of eyes on me. I'm used to it, but today I haven't had to experience it yet, so I close the book and search for whoever is looking at me.

It doesn't take long because they're still staring. It's a younger woman. Early twenties, black hair, tight ponytail. She reminds me a lot of a certain Age of Ultron character. They're cute, but she's no Y/N.

The woman smiles at me as I assess them. I offer a friendly nod and wave that she mistakes for an invitation to join me at my table. I frown slightly as the woman becomes closer and closer. Luckily they don't see it as much as I like my personal time. I'd hate for a fan to feel unwelcome and disrespected. Yes, it's weird, but that's just being famous.

The woman walks up to my table, clearly anxious. "Hi, I hope it's okay, but could I get a picture?" She holds her phone and asks in that English accent we know so well.

I don't want a picture taken of me right now. But she's being kind. I stay seated and give the younger woman a gentle smile. "No. I'm sorry." I watch the girl's body deflate. "But if you'd like to join me, we can talk for a minute, and I can sign something for you." The girl immediately gets a smile and sits down across from me. "Oh my gosh! Really? Thank you!"

I hold my hand out to her. "Lizzie." The girl laughs. "I know." She takes my hand and shakes it. "Y/N."

You gotta be sitting me.

I lean toward her and pretend I didn't catch the name. "Sorry?" "Y/N." Our hands part. Yep, that's her name. What are the odds? "I feel like I should ask what brings you to London?" Other Y/N jumps right into it.

"You know how it goes." I look around. "Kevin's snipers are always watching." I offer a little chuckle. Thankfully Y/N gets the reference and laughs too. "Well, I have to say I loved you in WandaVision you're a shoo-in for an Emmy!"

I beg to differ. "No one does a Marvel job and thinks that you're going to get nominated for something." "You never know!" Other Y/N is starting to break out of her shell, and it's to know I can make fans feel that well.

The silence is starting to cloud us. "Is there anything I can sign for you?" I ask, trying to move this along. I watch as the girl across from me starts searching her bag. It looks like she might come up empty, so I look down at the book she brought over with her. Little Women. I love this book and what Florence did in the most recent movie adaptation made me so proud.

I slide it over to me and open the cover. It has a little excerpt in it from her mother. Before I have a chance to read it, the girl stops me. "Oh yeah, you can sign that!" I smile over at the girl as she hands me a Sharpie. I flip over to the title page of the book and sign it: Lizzie O. ❤️

I close the book and give her back her Sharpie. She holds the book up to her chest and smiles at me. "Thank you so much!" She's beyond giddy! "No problem. Just don't sell it or anything." I say the last bit in my Sokovian accent, causing the younger woman to be unable to speak. Instead, she nods her head as I start packing up my things. I return Gatsby back to where I found him and wave bye to Y/N as I walk out of the wine bar.

As I walk into my hotel, I look at my phone; it's now almost 8pm, and I still have nothing from Y/N. So I guess it's up to me.

Y/N POV

I don't know what is vibrating my boobs right now, but if it doesn't stop, I swear it's catching these hands. I peel one eye open and see it's my phone. I grab it and see I'm getting a phone call.

"Hello?" I say while yawning.

Sam: Finally! I thought you were setting me up!

Y/N: Sam?

Sam: Yeah?

Y: What time is it?

I groggily ask. Oh, shit, wait!

Y: What time is it!!

I pull my phone away from my face. Fuck I was supposed to meet Sam fifteen minutes ago!

Y: Shit! Sam, sorry I passed out! I promise I'm coming right now. Don't leave!

Before I give Sam a chance to speak up, I end the call and grab everything I need before heading out. Sunglasses, hat, wallet, keys, and my phone.

I run out the door before running back in, realizing I never put my shoes on. I come back in and slip on my red vans. I take one last look around my place before once again leaving.

I haven't run this fast since track in high school. I burst into the little shop and instantly see Sam. She's sitting at the counter in front of all the tarts and pies they sell.

I give her a wave as I catch my breath. Sam looks me up and down. "Dude, did you run here?" I nod, reaching out for what I assume is Sam's water. Sam opens her mouth but doesn't say anything. I chug and chug the water until it's gone. "Sorry. But yes! I didn't mean to be late. Thanks for the water. I'll get you a new one." I let out as fast as I could as I felt the water land in my stomach.

"That was here and when I got here." Sam points to the empty water glass. My face becomes flushed with disgust, and my mouth dry. "Wha-" "I'm just fucking with you. Come sit down!" Sam pats the stool next to her. I can tell by Sam's reaction that a look of relief came over me. "Sorry, I just had to get you for being late." I sit down and look at her. "Valid."

A man walks up to us and asks for our order. Since I'm tired, I order water, black coffee, and a lemon tart. I turn to Sam, looking over the menu on the wall that hasn't changed in over 70 years. Well, the prices have. Sam orders a coke and a piece of apple pie. The man gives a warm grunt and walks away.

I look over to Sam. "Once again, sorry about being late." She nods her head. "It's okay." The elephant in the room has made itself known as silence surrounds us.

"So uh-"

"Sam I-"

We both start but stop and end up laughing at our miscommunication. Sam raises her hand to go first. "Y/N. I just want to apologize for how I acted last night." She quickly paused and purses her lips before continuing.

"It's just that the day you came into work and looked me in the eyes. You looked at me how I wish everyone looked at me. I just felt this instant connection to you, and trust me, I know that sounds super weird and stalkery, but it's true. As the day went on, you and I worked as one. We clicked!"

I go to stop Sam, but I don't. Because I know the exact feeling, she is talking about.

"And then once I saw that dirty blonde with her arm wrapped around you, I got so jealous and mad at myself. But then when-" Sam stops and looks at people around us before turning back to me. "When I figured out the blonde was Mary-Kate-" Sam whispers when she says MK's name.

"That's when it all clicked. That's when I figured out why you looked so familiar. I've seen the articles!" Sam puts her head into her hands before pulling it back to face me. To make sure, I look into her blue eyes.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for being so fucking rude to you. All you did was be nice; I took that to mean something else. That's unfair to you, to Max, to the Olsens. I'm just so incredibly sorry! And don't worry, I won't ever tell anyone you know them or anything."

Sam finally finished, and she looks so fragile. It's like the stress of the conversation was keeping her up. I stand up and hug her from behind. I only let go when she squeezes my hand. I sit back down on the stool next to me. "I forgive you, Sam. Trust me. I know what it's like. So it's okay." I don't go into details or let my forgiveness go on any longer. Sam smiles. "Friends?" I chuckle because, yes, "friends."

We smile at each other just as our food and drinks arrive. After a bite of one another's treats, we start to learn more about one another to become better friends.

"Text me when you get home, so I know you're safe!" I yell out to Sam as she gets farther and farther away. "You too!" Her and I wave before focusing on our own routes home.

After two blocks, I pull out my phone and decide to let the twins know that I spoke to Sam. Not surprisingly, Ash responds instantly.

Y/N & Twins 4:02 PM

Spoke to Sam Everything's cool now She says sorry to you MK as well she felt awful

Ash: Awww well I'm happy you two figured it out

I wait for a text from MK, but it doesn't come. She hasn't talked in this chat all day. Maybe she's busy? Oh well, I won't sweat it. I go on about my walk back home.

Liz POV

It's now after 9, and with my call time being in twelve hours, I need to be in bed now! I've already done my nightly routine, but all that's left is for me to go to bed, put my head on my pillow and sleep, but that last step is the tricky part.

I can't drift off and sleep without thinking about Y/N. I let out a frustrating noise as I reach for my phone. I look at the blank screen. No calls. No texts. No emails. Nothing from Y/N.

"Screw it." I let out before reaching her name in my contacts. I click on it and hit the call button.

Y/N POV

I make it back to my apartment in one piece and let Sam know I'm safe. I start getting a few things ready for tonight's movie fest. Nothing major just extra pillows and blankets I have stored in my closet since it's going to be Max, James, and I tonight.

I flip on my tv since I have time to kill. I go to the Netflix app to put on New Girl when a movie thumbnail catches my eye. I furrow my brows and walk closer to my tv screen. "Liz?"

Netflix doesn't let me get a better look. Instead, it does the auto-play thing that I hate and starts playing this movie called Wind River. I know I have time before Max and James get here, so I decide to let the movie play.

I can feel myself getting pulled into this movie only five minutes in. However, I feel my phone buzz next to me, breaking me out. I pause the movie, answering my phone and expecting Max.

Y/N: What up whore?

There's a long pause before I hear Max's breath come through my phone.

Y: Max?

Liz: Y/N?

I pull my phone back from my face because that's not Max. My eyes go wide, and my face goes red, realizing what I've done.

I open my mouth, but nothing is happening.

Oh my God, I can't breathe!

Speak!!!

Y: Liz!? I- Oh- I'm so sorry I-

Before I can continue, her angelic voice cuts me off.

Liz: Y/N I-

Part 14