Chapter 44

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<<<ELSA'S POV>>>

I am woken up to a bright light blinding my eyes. I yawn and stretch, subconsciously I hear Jack yawn too. He kisses my cheek softly.

"Morning, beautiful," Jack says softly.

"Morning, handsome," I giggle.

Jack nuzzled into my neck, giving me those energising shivers. I sighed happily. Jack has his arms wrapped around my waist. I try to get up, but Jack pulls me back down.

"Jaaaaaaaack," I whine.

"Just fifteen more minutes!" Jack whines.

"Say, you know what we could do in fifteen minutes," Jack smirking wiggling his eyebrows.

I gasp and smack his chest. He burst out into laughter. I glared at him lightly and fold my arms turning my back to him.

"I was joking," Jack laughed lightly.

I smirked. I turned back around and bit my lip seductively causing Jack raised his brow and smirk.

*Fifteen minutes later*

I fixed my hair in the mirror. It's a bit messy. Why? Umm...just doing new hairstyles, yeah! He he.

"Well, that was fun," Jack smirked.

I blushed bright red. I realised that my chest is bare. My blush was getting brighter. I grab Jack's hoodie and slip it on.

"You stole my hoodie," Jack pouts.

"Mine now!" I tease.

Jack smirks and wraps his arms around my waist. I feel his cold breath on my neck making the hairs on my neck raise. Jack nibbles my earlobe.

"Jack," I moan softly.

*15 more minutes later*

Me and Jack are back snuggled under the blankets. Jack kissed my lips softly. I got up and went to take a shower. I was showering, I ended up squealing in surprise feeling arms wrap around my waist.

"Jack! You scared the absolute life out of me!" I exclaimed surprised.

"Sorry, I just can't stay away from my girl for that long," Jack whines.

I roll my eyes and giggle. He is so childish sometimes, but sweet and cute too. I start to hum the song Up by Demi Lovato and Olly Murs. Jack joined in with me smiling widely.

(Jack= Bold. Elsa= Italics. Both= Bold italics)

Up by Olly Murs and Demi Lovato

I drew a broken heart,
Right on your window pane,
Waited for your reply,
Here in the pouring rain,
Just breathe against the glass,

Leave me some kind of sign,
I know the hurt won't pass, yeah
Just tell me it's not the end of the line,
Just tell me it's not the end of the line!

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