Jelsa One Shots/Lemons >.</Smut :O

Just The Way You Are

I smiled at Elsa, she blushed and looked away, her hood covering her face. I frowned and looked back at my writing book.

I had no ideas on what to write, I could write about anything really.

Oh! I didn't tell you what I'm doing!

Well, I have to write a song about something, somewhere of someone that inspires me.

I was thinking maybe winter, or the moon, maybe my home town Burgess or maybe-

I felt a light tap on my shoulder. Wow, her eyes are gorgeous, they're a beautiful blue-

Elsa. I'll write a song about Elsa.

I nervously shifted in my seat as I saw Elsa.

"Oh, hi uh- Jack, right?" She asked, sitting at my table. I nodded and watched as she smiled at some boys who waved at her. It was like time slowed down as she laughed, her hair bouncing around, still looking perfect as ever.

Then it sped-up, her blue eyes were directed my way.

"Hey Jack?"

"Y-yeah?" I responded, snapping out if my trance.

"What did you write your song about?"

"Oh uh..." I badly wanted to say 'you' but I didn't... "Oh you know, a girl."

Smooth Frost, REAL SMOOTH.

I noticed her eyes dulled a little.

"Oh." She said, looking around, her eyes landing on a group of girls.

"One of them?"

"N-n-no." I stuttered, hiding my music sheets in my folder.

"Oh. Who?"

"You don't know her." I lied.

"Okay."

"Haha, stop it! I'm not pretty."

Why does she say that? She is gorgeous! Her eyes, she's got these beautiful eyes and her hair, wow, she just-

"Hey Jack! Tell them I'm not pretty."

"Uh- m-my mum told me n-not to lie." I said, looking down.

"HA! I win the bet! You're mine now."

W-what?!

"No! I'm not dating you!"

Thud!

"ELSA!" I shouted running to her.

"H-hey Jack." She said, rubbing where it hurt.

"Who knew you could throw a punch!"

"Haha." She laughed sarcastically.

"C-c'mon, I-I'll take you to our class."

"Oh yeah, we're presenting our songs today."

I smiled nervously, holding her hand to help her up, we both glanced at the guy knocked out cold on the ground, it was Hans, the biggest player in the school.

Elsa looked at him with disgust as she walked passed him, I just watched her walk into music, smiling at the other students.

"Who would like to go first?" The teacher asked, looking directly at me.

"Mr Frost?"

I nervously collected my papers and headed to the piano, I set the music sheets in front of me and sat down.