... He Loves Me (COMPLETED)

Merry Christmas!

After I finished the book, a few of you signed this petition for me to keep going. Well, it hasn't gone unnoticed. Unfortunately, I don't have time to make a new jelsa book or anything but I decided I could make a short chapter every once in a while. This can also be my Christmas present to the best readers ever! So here it goes!!

•A Jelsa Christmas•

•Jack•

The clock reads 4:53 when I wake up. It's way too early, but my heart is already racing. Looking outside, I see snow covering everything from rooftops to roads. Looks like it's going to be a white Christmas after all.

I spring out of bed and race over to Emma's room. Jamie is visiting for the holidays, and she's finally in a better mood. Just as I reach the foot of her bed, Emma sits up with a grin.

"Merry Christmas, Jack!" She slides out of bed.

"Merry Christmas!" I say. Out of habit, I bend down so she can get on my back. We do this every year; I always give her a piggy back ride out to the tree. even though she's gotten so old, we still continue the tradition.

I jump around, sprint out to the living room, and drop Emma on the couch. We both immediately rip open our stockings. Mine is filled with a bunch of chocolates, some gift cards, earphones, a deck of cards, a new watch, and some other random things. Sitting next to my stocking is a little booklet titled "Life's Little Instruction Booklet" by Jackson Brown. Oh geez, mom's been getting me all kinds of things like that. Since I'm moving out in January, she keeps getting me these weird things she thinks will help.

Emma looks delighted to find some doodle notebooks among other colorful gifts. She's always loved art and stuff, so she ignored everything else and goes right to work with the notebooks.

It doesn't take long for my parents to wake up, and once they do, we can finally open the presents. Emma and I both have three presents. Mine are a new snowboard, a wireless printer, and a new pair of shoes complete with three awesome pairs of socks. After we open presents comes a warm breakfast of eggs, sausages, bacon, and hot chocolate.

We spend all morning doing fun Christmas things, but eventually it's afternoon. I got Elsa's gift last week, with the help of Anna, and I'm pretty excited to give it to her.

"Mom, I'm going over to the arendelles' home!" I call out.

Emma zooms over to my side. "Can I come?"

"Yeah, sure." I shake my head with a smirk.

Emma is holding a little green box with a red ribbon around it. She's already blushing, which is ridiculous, but I understand. It's been four months since she's seen Jamie. Emma hasn't stopped smiling since she found out he was coming to visit.

We drive the short way to Elsa's house quickly. The sun is high up in the sky, but it's not melting the snow anytime soon. It reflects off the crystal white and blinds me, which makes the driving difficult. The Arendelles' house was decorated neatly for Christmas. They had icicle lights on their house and those pretty deer that lit up around their front yard. At the top of their roof was a glowing angel, covered head to toe in flowing white and a layer of light snow.

Elsa's the one that answers the door. She smiles when she sees me, which makes me glow. "Hey."

Emma slides in past us. I pull out a piece of mistletoe that I bought and hold it up with raised eyebrows. "Merry Christmas?"

Elsa laughs and rolls her eyes. She leans in anyway, and I silently thank Eugene for the idea. We share just a quick kiss before stepping inside out of the cold. I'm glad she's not sick again, because today we can enjoy the Christmas snow, but not yet.

Anna is in the living room still opening her last present. She probably slept in pretty late. Anna waves at me, but doesn't say anything, which is different. Usually she's pounded someone with a hundred questions just seconds after she sees them.

Emma and Jamie are nowhere to be found. I'm not surprised, but I hate not knowing what that girl is up to. Especially with that little troublemaker (but not really).

Elsa and I sit on the couch. I pull out my silver box with sparkles and snowflakes all over it. Elsa gasps.

"You didn't have to get me anything!" She says.

"Just shut up and open it," I grin and shove to present to her. "Merry Christmas, love."

Elsa hesitates and pulls out a box of her own and hands it to me. I take it with a smirk and open it, but really I just want her to open the present I got her. The present is a new wallet. I crack up laughing as soon as I pull out the smooth black leather case.

A few weeks ago, Elsa and I had a Star Wars marathon. After three of the movies, we decided to take a walk and stretch out. I had pulled out my wallet, an old tan one, but I can't really remember why. Anyway, we were walkin past hiccups house just as his dog decided to run out into the front yard. I slipped on the ice and my wallet went flying- straight the Hiccup's pet monster. He didn't ruin anything inside, but the wallet was destroyed.

"Thanks, I really needed this," I say between laughs. I press my lips softly against her grinning cheek. "Okay, you open yours now."

The box is one that you just open the top, but Elsa goes agonizingly slowly. It's hard to sit there in such anticipation. She drags her fingers across the tissue paper and folds it over. Sitting in the box is a silver necklace with a charm that looks like a doe. Inscribed in the charm is always, some Harry Potter quote or something. Anna said Elsa would absolutely love it, so even though I had never read the series, I bought it.

Elsa's eyes grew wider. She looked up at me with a glowing face and I melted. "Jack, this is beautiful! I love it."

For once I could not think of a single joke to make. "I'm glad."

She got up and walked over to a mirror and I helped her put the necklace on. For a moment, we stared at our reflection. I slipped my arm around her waist and rested my head on hers. She laughed, turned around, and kissed me. Just then there was a loud knock at the door. I reluctantly let her go and we walked over to the door.

A group of Carolers burst into song as soon as the door opened. They shouted out a nice jolly song, which was nice, but it was a little awkward staring at them. Once they left, Elsa and I went back to the couch.

"So what do you want to do today?" I asked, putting my arm around her.

She rested her head on my shoulder and thought. "There's a few things. We should probably start with the things we can do in my yard. Maybe a snowman or snowball fight?"

I nodded and grabbed her hand, pulling her up. We walked out to the back yard to celebrate one of the best Christmases of my life.

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Yeah, okay, I know it was short, I wrote it in an hour this morning. But it was something! I hope you guys enjoyed it, if not... That's awkward. I'm sorry.

If you'd like, I can keep doing things like this occasionally! Let me know!

Everyone have the merriest of Christmases today!!! Thanks for reading!