Can I Consider Your Love As A Daily Transaction? | Jelsa Fan fic

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Warning:

This chapter contains erotic and disgusting words that are related to porn.

If you don't support these kind of contents from children's favorite movie characters, then I advice you to stop reading and read other fan fictions that are more suitable for you.

If you don't understand any dialogues, feel free to ask.

Reader's discretion is advised.

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Jack's POV

We went to McDonald's after we bought the dress for Emma. Can't go to Starbucks because I'm not in the mood for coffee. I'm in the mood for fries tho.

The silence was so awkward that I really want to break it. I'm used to the silence but not this kind of silence.

So, I decided to break the silence.

"So, Miss Elsa." Elsa looked at me. "Tell me what you are fond of doing."

"Well.." she looked up like she was really thinking all through "I'm fond of watching some Anime and playing games. But I'm too lazy to play games now. So I just watch some Animes and novels." She ate some fries. "How about you, Mr. Frost? Got some interesting hobbies you might want to share?" She smirked.

"Well, I also love to read novels. I watch Anime but I don't frequently watch them. I do love watching movies though. Most of the movies that I watched were based on the novels."

"Oh. Okay." She sipped her soda. "What do you think of the Insurgent?" She asked.

"DUDE. IT SUCKED! WHY DIDN'T THEY FOLLOW THE NOVEL?! WHY?!" I shouted and people started to stare at us.

"Hahaha. I know right? I mean, where the hell the box come from anyway?"

"I know. Ughh. That is so wrong. They should be sued." I said.

"Haha. Anyway, let's just get home. I need to study for the recitation for tomorrow."

I nodded and then we left.

The way home seemed long and I don't know why. But I liked it and I don't know why either. She seems fun.

Oh wait, she is.

While walking, we were laughing about why do some teenagers act like they were Chris Brown or Justin Bieber or Miley Cyrus. Seriously, what is up with the swag thing? It looks ridiculous. They just make songs about money and asses and I don't get why they love lumps of flesh which exerts force just to let out feces. Seriously, what for?!

"Why do they even love squeezing breasts? If they want to just hold something soft, they should just buy stress balls or something or maybe squeeze their own breasts." Elsa laughed.

"We don't have mammary glands." I said.

"Yeah but you do have nipples. You could just suck your own."

"That's just the same when you say we should suck our own dicks instead of making women do so. It. Is. Impossible."

She cracked up and couldn't breathe for a moment. When she does that, I'm the one having the hard time breathing. Like whenever she laughs, she laughs at the same time hyperventilates. And I have to be worried because she might pass out or something. I'm not prepared when it comes to that.

"Hardiharhar. Come on. Wanna come by at my house? Let's study together." She offered.

Her.

Me.

House.

Her house.

"...uh, are your parents there?" I asked. NO. I AM NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING.

"Nah. My parents went out and Anna went to the library to study. Not her usual self though." She said.

Me

Her

House

Alone.

"Uh..." I don't know. Should I? Should I? Maybe I should. I don't know.

Why am I even thinking like a pervert? I'm supposed to be clean and pure. Not a desperate rapist. Besides, we're just going to study.

"Yeah. Sure." I blushed. Why?!

"Great." She smiled.

Oh no. I forgot Emma's dress.

Nah, she can wait.

Few steps after, we finally made it to her house. We went inside and I was really stunned.

Their living room is not that decorative like other houses with some shitty ornaments. It was simple but very clean and if there's going to have a competition when it comes to living rooms, this would be the champion. The daffodils on the coffee table suits the brown sofa. The dvds under their television are well organized. It's a small space but they managed to make it look bigger.

"Sit. Make yourself at home." Elsa insisted.

"Nah. I think I'm good with just being a visitor." I said and she chuckled.

"I'm just going to change and get my books. Okay?" She went upstairs as soon as I nodded.

I was still stunned by the her house. Seriously, this really caught my attention.

Few minutes later, Elsa came down wearing different clothes.

She was wearing a loose plain white shirt that made her look like she was flat chested and denim shorts. She was carrying her books and later did I realize that my eyes were set on her. Just her. She was really cute with her outfit. Like how her messy hair brings out her eyes and how her curves hide within the cotton layer she is wearing.

Uhh

She looked so adorable...

"Uh, I could use some help?"

I blushed and went to her. "Oh, sorry. Here let me help you." I grabbed her things and put it on the table.

"Okay. Where should we start?" I asked.

"Hm, let's start with how the country started." She said.

As time passed by, we were still reading her History book. I didn't have mine since I wasn't able to get mine. But then when I was reading through page 38, I hear snores beside me. When I looked, Elsa was already sleeping.

I just stared at her for a moment.

She looks so cute with that baby face of hers. Even though seeing her mouth open while sleeping, she was still cute.

I laid my head down to look at her perfectly.

Her breath smells like peppermint.

Her hair falls off onto her face and it made her cuter than before. She's pretty tired, I guess.

I don't know why it's only been three days since we met but I can already feel something undescribable within my chest. And I don't know whether should I like it or not.

In just three days, I felt like she's like she was Alaska Young from Looking For Alaska, Hazel Grace Lancaster of TFIOS, Margo Roth Spiegelman from Papertowns. John Green? Yeah. They were all perfect girls.

Just like Elsa.

She was more perfect than anyone.

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Boring chapter. AGAIN.

Sorry.

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