Chapter 1
"Together, together, together, everyone! Together, together, come on, let's have some fun! Eyyy!" Ellisiv danced randomly trough the street while singing that irritating song.
"Ellisiv, seriously? You have to learn the rest of the text because I'm getting reeeally tired of those two sentences that you keep singing!" Elsa complained and checked her cellphone. No answers yet. That's cool. She'd keep it cool. If she didn't get this job, it wouldn't exactly end her life… Right?
"Elsa, the last time you checked your phone was thirty seconds ago. When they can answer, they answer! Let it go, let it go!" Ellisiv said before continuing dancing down the streets of London.
Elsa sighed, but she checked her phone one last time. Why can't they answer? Oh, how bad she wished to get this job. If she got it, she would get to work side-by-side with Cary Fukanaga – the director of Jane Eyre! She would remind him of things he forgot, and maybe get him coffee – oh god, hopefully he wasn't expecting good coffee? Elsa was more of a fan of tea, so coffee was not exactly her speciality. She either made it too strong or too weak, as Ellisiv deliberately put it.
They walked down Oxford Street – it was summer, and Ellisiv complained about that no one saw her because she was so small and that her feet would be broken because of giants that stepped on them if they didn't find a "secure place" soon.
"You know, the only positive thing while walking amongst all these zombies that don't care about a poor Norwegians feet, is that you get to see so many hot guys. Some of them I even approve stepping on my feet. Maybe I should act all dramatic and maybe say something: 'Oh my god, my foot is broken! Someone have to help! You, you handsome man over there – can you not carry me to the nearest bar where we can chill and you maybe declare your love to me?" Elsa laughed of her crazy friends facts, and started looking for a "secure place", as her friend put it.
"Ohhhh, he was handsome! Did you see him, Elsa? He could get my you-know-what-I-mean anytime," Ellisiv said while looking at a handsome stranger.
"Where?" Elsa said and tried to catch the eye of the handsome stranger who Ellisiv wished to do 'things that shall not be said out loud' with.
"There!" Ellisiv said and pointed discreetly. Elsa looked and saw the most handsome man she had ever seen. "I feel like I've seen him before, but I cannot remember where…?" Ellisiv talked to herself while checking on the stranger with the dark hair and intense blue eyes.
"Girl, are you even alive? You look like you're about to go over to him and ask him if you two can bake cupcakes together - you know, have sex in the kitchen," Ellisiv said and gave her friend a light push that ended up being a much bigger one, and Elsa fell against a group of four Sikh-men.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" Ellisiv said stressed and helped Elsa up. "There's this one type of perfume she's allergic to, and when she smells it, she faints, you know. Really bad, and I'm sorry you ended up being the ones to catch her. But, thank you!" Ellisiv babbled on to the Sikh-men who looked like they didn't understand a word of what she was saying. Elsa smiled apologetic to them and they nodded in return before continuing their march down the busy street.
"Ellisiv!" Elsa said annoyed.
"What? I cannot help it that my muscles are so big that I can't control them!" She said in defence and went on.
Elsa looked around her to check if anyone saw the embarrassing encounter, and her iceblue eyes met some intense blue ones.
She was glued. Well, not literally glued, but glued to a couple of eyes that she was sure would hunt her till she was 80-years old and lying on her death bed. Sugar, those eyes were so impeccably beautiful. She could have children with those eyes. Ew, Elsa, get over yourself!
She looked away embarrassed and tried to find her 'midget' friend amongst all these 'giants'. But, she felt her eyes being drawn back to the intense blue ones and she just had to look one more time.
Oh Gods.
Those blue eyes were closer now. Are they coming for her? Oh God, what if they are coming for her? Elsa screamed internally and bit her lip nervously. Why did Ellisiv leave? She should find her friend now, 'cause she was so small and she might've gotten herself killed by now, and… No, she had to wait for those blue eyes to find her. Okay, Elsa, stand naturally. Stand a little on the left hip – nonono, that is wrong. Oh my fucking God, how do you stand naturally?!
Elsa looked randomly around as if she was just chilling in the middle of the street. "Are you alright?" A dark, booming voice spoke beside her and Elsa felt her inside water. Both the upper mouth and the lower mouth. Elsa! Stop, you goddamn pervert!
"Oh, hi!" She wanted to die. She felt so stupid. And damn, that man was like created from some greek gods. "I'm sorry to intrude, but I saw that you fell, and I just… Had to ask if you were hurt or if you were fine?" The man said. He was so beautiful – tall, with lean muscles and a butt worth dying for.
If I tell you I'm hurt, will you bring me to the nearest café and talk with me then? Elsa thought for herself and looked up into his eyes that were smiling now. Why is he smiling?
"Sure, I can take you to the nearest café. There's one over there – I don't know if it's good or not, but if that's the way for me to get to talk to you, then fine," he said smiling with a hint of humour in his voice.
Oh no. She had said that out loud, hadn't she? Oh no!