Jelsa One Shot's

A criminal?

Elsa was standing in an alleyway. She was just thinking with her back against the wall. She knows it's probably dangerous to be here all alone but she really could care less. She just had a fight with her family, that made her run away from home for a bit. She just didn't want to be near them. So she just kept on running until she got tired and decided to rest in an alleyway.

The reason for her fight with her parents was that she refused to go to a college that they wanted her to go to. They wanted her to be a doctor but she wanted to be an artist. She had a passion for art but her parents said it was stupid and that she wasn't going to get anywhere with that career.

"Stupid mom and dad. Why can't they just let me do my own thing for once?" She muttered angrily.

Just to clarify, Elsa is 18 years old and Jack is 24 years old. That means they have a six year age difference.

After being there for a little bit she heard someone running. Curious, she opened her originally closed eyes and looked at where the sound was coming from. Then she saw a guy with a blue hoodie and a mask that covered his face running towards her. She was confused and a bit scared. The guy then took off his hoodie and mask. The guy had silver white hair, freckles, enchanting blue eyes. He was taller than her, well it isn't hard being taller than her since she is pretty short. But he looked like he was in a rush and was running from something.

Elsa's eyes widened when he pinned her against the wall. She was about to yell at him when he started talking.

"I'm sorry for this but help a guy out," He quickly said. She was confused but then her eyes widened so much it hurt. He kissed her out of nowhere. Elsa wanted to push the guy off but then she saw cops running by the alley. They were clearly looking for someone.

"We lost him dammit, the only thing here are kids making out. Probably too busy sucking each others face to notice anything," One of the cops said to the walkie talkie in frustration.

The cops then left and they finally broke free from the kiss. Elsa placed her hand over her mouth and looked at the ground. She just had her first kiss with a random stranger. Not even a random stranger, but what seems like a criminal.

"Thanks, sorry for the inconvenience. Perhaps we'll meet each other again soon," He winked at her and left as soon as possible.

What the hell just happened?

After standing there for 5 minutes she decided to go back home. When she got to her house, her parents started yelling at her, saying she was immature for running away. She just rolled her eyes and went to her bedroom. She took a shower and then turned on the TV.

"Breaking news. The famous murderer known as Frostbite once again is on the loose. He managed to get away from the cops earlier today. Make sure to be careful and lock your doors."

Elsa gasped and turned off the TV. A murderer?!?! Was that person earlier a murderer? The same guy that the reporter was talking about?

Elsa decided to do research on the guy. She found out that his identity is still unknown and no one has actually seen his face since he always covered his whole entire head. He always wore a blue hoodie whenever people saw him. She then remembered the guy taking off his mask and his hoodie before their interaction. So he was Frostbite. That means...

I kissed a murderer! And I accidentally helped a murderer get away?

Thoughts started filling her head. She was confused on how to feel. Her first kiss did not only get stolen by a stranger but a freaking murderer! She was scared though. What if he kills her next because she was the only one who saw his face? Whatever, death doesn't seem so bad anyway.

A couple of years later.

Elsa became quite the successful artist. She did prove her parents wrong. In fact, she became a millionaire! She was quite well known around the world. But, in order to get where she was, she had to cut off all contacts with her family since they didn't support her. She came home after going out with her friends. She was a bit tired from al the shopping they did and how much trouble her friends caused.

She plopped on the couch and started thinking of the day when she lost her first kiss to that murderer. She wondered what would've happened if she wasn't there. Maybe he would've gotten caught. Maybe he would've still gotten away with murder. Who knows?

She wondered if he was okay after she left.

"I'm not that much of a troublemaker to the point where you have to be worried everytime you're not around me, you know?" Someone spoke up from behind her.

"Who knows? Maybe the cops already caught you," She snapped.

"Nah, they would never," He grinned as he sat down beside her.

"How many?" She asked while her eyes were closed.

"Four," He answered.

"Pfft, weak." She teased him.

"H-hey! Not like you could do better!" He got offended and she giggled.

"You're probably right," She smiled.

"Wonder if we would've ever gotten married if you didn't ran away from home that day," He sighed.

"Hmm, I don't know." She hummed.

"But I'm glad I met you," He smiled and hugged her.

"Me too, although I have to deal with you killing people but that's fine," She rolled her eyes playfully and hugged him back.

"But you'll always love me, right?" He asked her.

"Yeah yeah you dork," She smirked.

A/N

Wow, I wrote this because my  teacher still hasnt sent us the zoom link. This came out okay despite the fact that I wrote this out of nowhere lol. By the way, writers, I have a question for you. Do you sometimes cringe while reading your own story? Like it's good and all but you still get that cringe feeling because you were the one that wrote it? Sometimes that happens to me lol, especially my first ever book that I unpublished lol.