Melting Jack Frost's Heart | Jelsa

Chapter 17 - The Love is Blind

Jack POV

"Jack, we need to talk."

I closed my locker and let out a sigh. "Oh man, that's never a good sign..." I bobbed my head to the right, "Are you breaking up with me?"

Hiccup's reaction was unamused as ever. "It's about Elsa."

I leaned my shoulder on the wall. "Ain't she a keeper, huh?" I mused.

He sucked in a sharp breath. "If you're not going to take Elsa seriously. Then you shouldn't be with her."

I shrugged up my shoulders, "I'm the most serious guy I know."

"Then why aren't you taking this seriously?" He tensed. "Why didn't you go after Elsa?"

I rolled my eyes. It's all Elsa, Elsa, Elsa with him today.

"Hey, someone had to hold Mer down." I recalled at a certain red-head, "And plus she looked fine to me." I scoffed, jamming my thumbs into my blue hoodie, "Can't take a joke that's all."

"How can you say that?" Hiccup exhorted shaking his head, "She was humiliated in front of everyone because of your lil' side-chick. And you think it's some sort of joke?" He snapped, "What kind of boyfriend are you?"

The tone in his voice started to irritate me. I bit back, "Why do you care?"

I watched as his face fell and took in a couple of deep breaths. His bangs swept over his eyes. "No one ever deserves to be treated like that."

Eh, she had it coming.

Ever since last night, she's all I can think about. I don't mean, in the 'She's the gorgeous woman I've ever seen' obsessed boy craze. It's the 'What in my handsome power that can I possibly do to beat this girl down?' (Emotionally of, course)

Elsa, she's a tough cookie. Like those burnt ones that you end up throwing in the trash.

I crossed my arms and scoffed under my breath, "After what she put me through for the last couple of days, karma was sure to bite her in the—"

"Jack you should have saw her." He but his lip, but I didn't change my expression. "The way she looked at herself in the mirror, she was torn apart." My eyes softened at the sound of Hiccup's voice breaking.

"Hiccup-"

He recollected himself and looked up at me again. "I don't want to see her get hurt."

I noticed it right away. The tone in his voice changed, appearing more confident than usual. His posture was straight and his grass eyes glared right at me, like a tiger about to pounce onto his prey. Quite intimidating.

I read him like an open book.

This kind of behavior by a boy is caused by one reason:

"You like her, don't you?"

Hiccup opened up his mouth, but not a single word came out. He closed his lips together and he was only able to answer in absolute silence.

I pressed my lips together. Man, didn't see that coming.

When did this ever happen?