Fighting Against Time (JELSA)

Chapter Eleven❄

Elsa's P-O-V.

"Can I have this dance,  Elsie?" The boy with white hair asked while offering his hand in a gentlemanly way. He seems to grow. He looks like fifteen rather than eight.
I took it reluctantly while giggling my childish voice. My heart seems to beat loudly when our hands met.  He guided me going to the dance floor and we glided gracefully back and forth,  dancing with the beat of the music playing nearby.

"Why are we dancing?" I heard my childish voice asked.

The boy laughed. "Because we are in a ball,  Elsie."

"I know that." I frowned. "But why did you asked me to dance?  There are other girls here in this room who is waiting for you to ask them,  why me?"

He made a face. "I think it is obvious. Because we are going to get married in the future."

"But we don't love each other." I whispered.

He smirked. "Well,  I love you as my best friend. Isn't that enough?"

I shrugged. "I don't know."

"You're young to understand this things Elsie." He laughed. "But don't worry.  You will understand this someday."

I nodded while smiling. "Okay..  Whatever you say Frosty."

He laughed. "New nickname,  Elsie?"

"Indeed." I giggled.

"Then I will call you snowflake then." He smiled. "I love you snowflake."

"I love you too,  Frosty."

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My eyes flutter open and sweats rolled on my face. I was gasping for air. This is what is happening to me when I am having my dreams,  they are always making me tired and suffocated.
I took the glass of water on the table beside my bed and took a long drink before hitting my head on my pillow again.

"Frosty." I mumbled. "Who are you?  Why do you keep coming in my dreams?"

I rest my hand on my forehead and tried to close my eyes again but I can't sleep.  I don't know why but I felt restless.  I checked the clock and it is only two in the morning.
I sighed.  I think I need to talk to someone.
I reached for my phone and made a call.  I didn't check which person I am calling but I hope he or she will answer.

"Hello?" A familiar voice answered at the other line. His husky voice seems sleepy like I have disturbed his slumber.

My eyes widened. "Jack?!" I didn't know I have made a call with his number.  I was hoping for Lyra or Princess Alia to answer this call.

"Hey Elsa. Why'd you call in this time of hour?  Anything wrong?" He asked,  his voice is worried.

I pursed my lips. "I am sorry Jack.  Something just bothers me. I didn't know that I have dialed your number.  So sorry for disturbing you.  I just.....  Never mind."

"You can tell me what's wrong." He said with comforting voice.

I sighed. "Okay,  fine. I am just bothered with my dream...  I don't understand... I just...  The boy with white hair came in my dream again."

"Really?  What happened in your dream? Tell me" He urged.  He seems nervous and happy at the same time though I can't see his face.

"I don't know.  I am just really tired..  I can tell you when I meet you." I answered.