P. I. E. [Project: Inducing Elsa] (STOPPED)

15: I could tour you around if you want.

15: I could tour you around if you want.

JACK

Last night was not so bad. I had the TV all for myself, watching the latest movies, I ate the whole pizza (two boxes, that is), and I slept comfortably without being disturbed by her loud snores. Though part of me thinks that something's missing. Something isn't right.

I'm currently washing the plates that I used last night since she's not here. I'm embarrassingly using her sky-blue snowflake-patterned apron beneath my T shirt since I don't have one.

I wonder where did she went before supper. She might have left the apartment without my conscience. Though there's one reason that somehow stood up the most. It was the kiss, wasn't it?

That kiss.

Too short, blunt, and lifeless yet I didn't expect for it to feel like I wanted more. It kills me how my nerves would yearn for her presence and her sweet strawberry-flavored lips that I'd like to savor. It felt amazing.

I mentally shook my head. 'Stop that Jack!'

I didn't even know what has gotten into me to just steal something 'precious' from an innocent girl.

She's naive and fragile and I just took advantage of her with my uncontrollable side. What bothers me is the fact that I don't really want to be with girls. I loathe them with their flirtiness. They would dig up information about me, stealing my privacy and trespassing in my comfort zone.

That's why I'm questioning myself: Why the fuck did I do such a stupid thing?! I don't really kiss girls first. They would be the one to do that. In fact, it was my first, kissing a girl. But why did it felt like I needed to? Like I was made for that moment. She's like an oxygen tank that I needed in order to survive.

Wait, did I just compared her with an oxygen tank?

Her eyes showed concern and stern, wasting her time for a bastard like me. She took care of me. Cured me. She made sure that I was at a fine state. Did I do that just to repay her kindness? Or out of my curiosity? Or did I just really do that out of willingness? Whatever is it, my mind was seriously fucked up, scaring someone as caring as her. Remind me never to do that again.

Maybe she's still awkward with what happened yesterday. Maybe she roamed around the streets, forgetting about what just happened. Dammit, I'm starting to feel a little worried if she's not coming back any time sooner. It would partly be my fault too. I picked up my phone and dialed her number to call her.

There was a ring in the house.

Why the heck didn't she brought her phone with her? Damn, my conscience is starting to kill me. Quickly I grabbed my brown cotton-made coat and my beanie before I walked down the stairs and open the door. My eyes widened when it landed down on Ellie's platinum blonde hair. Honestly, I thought my soul would be coming out of my mouth as I saw her.

It's like a mixed emotion of surprise and relief. I could see that she was shocked too, bumping on my chest. Then I felt how uneasy she is already. I let out a big sigh. "You scared me," I mumbled, dropping my shoulders.

"S-Sorry," She stuttered, glancing away. "I stayed with Raphy last night. She was, uh. She was sick." She tried to explain but I can somehow notice some muscular movement in her facial expression, showing that she's lying. I narrowed my eyes at her but I just let it slip.

"Don't scare me next time," I said honestly. Her head raised up to look at me in a gasp. Maybe she's shocked to hear that I care for her. Well, I was just scared since I would take the blame. She should know that. She just nodded, embarrassed and I put my hands on my coat's pocket.