《teen on set ~ marvel cast》really needed breakfast
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y/n pov
in the morning i'm woken up to soft music coming from probably down stairs i get out of bed not caring what i look like and stumble to the stairs to find the source.
in the middle of walking down the stairs i pause i was just in bed i don't remember going to bed last night i remember watching luca texting dahlia seeing an article about me than i sleep. weird.
i continue walking and instantly i can smell the amazing smell of pancakes. my feet take me to the kitchen and there i see lizzie softly humming making breakfast.
my stomach rumbles at the thought of food and i guess it was loud enough to make lizzie turn around
"oh good morning sweetheart, how'd you sleep" she asks however her eye brows furrowed and scanned my face
"g'morning and yeah not to bad" i yawn "how'd you sleep" i offer back
"i slept well other than scarlett scratching me in her sleep" she laughs showing a scratch on her calf and one on her arm. i hum in response still kinda waking up
"breakfast smells good"
lizzies pov
i wake up alone in the bed and all the blankets on me rolling over i open my phone to see a text from scarlett
i took rose out for breakfast before you were even awake
got some brilliant photos with u tho 😁
oh god seriously
and tell her i said hi
with that mystery solved i go downstairs to start breakfast. i wanted to ask y/n if she needed a ride to school. if she was even up for school. i also need to re check her injury's hopefully most of them started to heal a bit over night.
a hear soft footsteps come down the stairs and i smile pouring in the batter to make another pancake
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a stomach rumbles and i spin around to greet a very tired looking y/n she had light bags under her eyes and her eyelids wernt all the way open. i frow my eyebrows but start a conversation
"oh good morning sweetheart, how'd you sleep" i ask her plating more of the pancakes
"yeah not to bad" she yawns bringing a hand up to cover her mouth "how'd you sleep" she asks back and i smile softly
"i slept well other than scarlett scratching me in her sleep" i inform the teenager showing where scarlett somehow scratched me in her sleep. that woman's toenails are long. y/n hums in response before adding
"breakfast smells good" i smile to myself plating the pancakes. i was proud of how this turned out it was a new recipe plus there was fruits from my garden like blueberries and strawberries. fresh juice was also on the table and it all looked perfect
"do you want me to clean the kitchen before or after we eat" she questions casually as if i expected her to do it. i tilt my head and answer her.
"oh no you don't have to do the kitchen y/n" i tell her softly nudging a plate a pancakes closer to her
"are you sure, your the adult so really you don't have to do it because what else are kids for an-" she brings a hand up to rub the back of her neck i cut off her short ramble
"i mean you can help if you want it's really not that much but please eat first" i motion to the food and she nods somewhat satisfied and begins eating the pancakes
" oh my god lizzie these are brilliant" she compliments grinning
"im glad you like them" i smile and take a bite of my own. they were good.
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"you have a fish?" y/n notices looking at the gold fish sitting on the end of the bench
"well kinda im fish watching for robbie while he's touring with his band". i tell y/n and she nods in response
"cool" she smiles finishing her first pancake. i had just finished my second.
"are you up for school?" i question not knowing how she was feeling this morning. wait why am i asking her this it's not like i was her mum or anything.
"i do want to go to school to see dahlia however i don't know people might question with all the y'know" she shrugs motioning to the bruises and i nod
"has it all healed a bit over night?" i question taking a sip of juice
"i wouldn't know i haven't checked but i think so i can move around a bit more without everything hurting" she says stretching slightly to prove. i hum before risking the question
"are you ready to tell me how it happened" i ask biting my lip knowing she still might not be
y/n pov
now look im fine with telling lizzie what happened however i don't want pity or anything and i do not want to get cops involved either. that may be a bit dramatic but what else are you supposed to do when hearing about it.
lizzie seems to notice my hesitation
"im sorry you don't have to tell me. i would like to know but if your not ready it's okay" she says sincerely
"no it's. it's fine i can tell you" i trust lizzie how bad could it be. "my um...just some older kids from school they thought i snitched on them or something when i didn't. their reaction was dramatic but it's not that bad. im fine" i finish surprising myself at the random lie.
i was going to tell the truth at first but than backed out realising what could happen if anyone else knew
lizzie looks at me with a sad look in her eyes before simply walking around the bench to me pulling my head into her chest. i accept the hug wrapping my arms around her
lizzie pov
now that was complete bullshit
i wasn't mad at y/n for lying however i wish she told me the truth then maybe i could help. so instead i offered the next best thing
y/n pov
"your welcome here anytime okay. my doors always open " she assures gently running her fingers through my hair "if anything like this happens again or anything at all come and tell me i don't care what time it is" she tells me not letting go and i nod knowing she means well.
"okay. i- i will" i mumble just loud enough so she could hear. :she continues holding me for a while and it was definitely something i really needed.
"now let's finish eating so you can get ready for school" lizzie kisses my hair before stepping away back to finish her breakfast
"thank you lizzie" i smile at her "i really needed this" i tell her
"anytime"
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