Your Heart (Sad Jelsa)

Inspiration

Author's NOTE:

I just want to inform you that this story is inspired by the song Tongiht by FM Static. Do you know that the song 'Tonight' was made by a sad guy? The story of the song is he loves his girlfriend. They went to New York and his girlfriend died. The reason? His girlfriend was part of the 9/11 incident. She died and it made him really sad. I just want to tell you. The song makes me cry, so yeah.

Jack's POV

I woke up in the couch near Elsa's bed. Being the gentleman. Of course, I like her. The thing is, she doesn't like me back, YET. I can wait, if I really do like her, I would respect her. I went to the kitchen to see Elsa making some coffees. She faced me and smiled.
                ''Here, I made coffee.'' she said handing me the coffee.
                ''Thanks. Now, my Elsa is being sweet.'' I said teasing her with the touchy face. She rolled her eyes whie laughing.
                ''You look cute in that face.'' she said and when she realized what she said, she widened her eyes. My eyes sparkled. I sipped on the coffee. She did too and we sat on the couch in the living room. We watched a horror movie. A scene made Elsa shriek and accidentally spilled her coffee on my pants. She jumped making me spill my coffee on her shirt. We didn't argue. Instead, we both laughed. Her laugh made my heart warm. She stopped and stared at me. I stared back. None of us wanted to look away making me drown. 
                ''Is there something on my face.'' she asked me while panting because of her non-stop laughing.
                        ''Yeah there is.'' I told her and smiled. Her eye widened.
                ''Please take it off.'' she asked me and rubbed her cheeks trying to get something off.
                ''No, please don't take it off.'' I told her and she sighed.
                ''Please, I don't want to look like an idiot. Take it off.'' she said pouted.
                ''Elsa, please. I don't want to take your beauty off of your face.'' I smirked which made her slap my chest. 
                ''I hate you. Your making me blush.'' she whispered and I chuckled.
                ''What? It's true. And, I love you too.'' I said wiggling my eyebrows. She sighed and sat again.
                ''Can I tell you a story?'' I requested and she nodded.
                ''When I was eight, my father would always be absent and my mom was always there. That's why I loved her more than dad. Dad would always go home late and never listen to me. That'sthe story of Jack's childhood.'' I finished not wanting to say more. She nodded and pat my back. She stood up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I seriously don't know why I told her that. She seems, approachable. 

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It was very late. Actually it's already morning. 1:30 to be precise. Elsaa was laying down on the couch beside me with her head on my shoulder and my arm on her shoulder. It feels comfortable.
                ''Jack, can you sing me a song?'' she requested and it made me chuckle.
                ''Me and sing? The worst tandem. It might rain too if heaven heard me sing.'' I told her and she pouted. No, not that sparkling eyes look. I sighed.
                ''Fine, but after this, don't laugh.'' I told her and chuckled before singing.

 ''All of Me''

What would I do without your smart mouth?

Drawing me in, and you kicking me out

You’ve got my head spinning, no kidding, I can’t pin you down