The Right Guy | Jelsa/Helsa

Chapter One

"Idiot!" Elsa banged her head against the wardrobe. She'd just finished telling Anna the story of how she embarrassed herself in front of her best friend, Jack- again.

"You're being a little hard on yourself." Anna said, not looking away from her laptop.

"Did you not hear my story?! Instead of confessing my feelings for him, I spilled Diet Coke all over his t-shirt." Elsa turned around and slid down against the wardrobe with a groan.

"Only you, Elsa Arens." She shook her head with a laugh.

"It's not funny." She shot her sister a look.

"Well, it is... just not for you, because you were humiliated." Anna mumbled.

"Oh Anna, what am I gonna do? Every time I look at Jack my stomach practically takes flight with butterflies. Which, makes it pretty much impossible for me to ever tell him."

"I don't know what to tell you sis. It's a hard knock life." She shrugged.

"Wow! You are amazing at giving advice- you should be a guidance counsellor when you grow up!" Elsa spat sarcastically.

"Okay chill. You've had your whole life to tell him how you feel so... it's gotta happen some time soon, right?"

"No... I don't think I'm gonna tell him. It would destroy our friendship if he shut me down."

"And if you don't tell him you're destroying yourself." Anna stared at her sister, slumped down on the ground.

"I think it's time to move on." She sighed.

"Elsa?"

"What?" Elsa's eyes were prickled with tears.

"You've been saying that for the last 14 years. If you don't tell Jack you're head over heels in love with him them I will."

"You wouldn't dare." Her eyes narrowed.

"You are aware that I have no sense of boundaries, aren't you?" Anna smirked.

"Oh my God, you would." She sighed again, "I'll tell him tomorrow."

"It's only 4:34 on a Saturday. Tell him now." Anna returned her attention to her laptop screen.

"I've already embarrassed myself enough today, must I go further?" Elsa raised her eyebrows.

"Yup." Anna didn't have to look at her sister to know that she had caved. She heard typing and then a whoosh to indicate a message had been sent.

"There. I invited him over for a movie. Happy?"

"Not until you tell him." Anna must have been exhausted by the whole Jack thing by now. It had been Elsa's life for the most of 14 years.

Buzz!

Elsa looked down at her phone and felt a smile spreading across her face.

'Be right there- in a clean t-shirt!'

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"Knock, knock!" Jack called up the stairs. He and Elsa hadn't actually knocked on each other's doors in about 4 years, they usually just walked right in.

"Be right down!" Elsa called back. She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, she had on a sloppy sweatshirt and no makeup. She gazed down at her torn skinny jeans and her non pedicured feet, and mumbled to herself, "I look disgusting."

But there was no time to change. Besides, she wanted to tell Jack she loved him as herself. And this was what she looked like on a regular day.