OK, I'm posting this chapter today just like I promised! I'll send you people who reviewed a message to let you know this is up, as I don't think you've followed the story, which is cool, but I would prefer it if you did, so you don't miss out ;) Anyway thanks to Angelwarrior09 for the suggestion and to starry-lightning :D (f/n) means first name (in case you didn't know)

Disclaimer: I don't own Jack Frost nor you. Jack Frost belongs to DreamWorks and You belong to You

You both remained this way for a few minutes, before Jack finally pulled away, "Who'd have thought the first person to be able to see me would be a teenager?" he laughed to himself.

"I'm the first person to see you?" you questioned.

"Yes," Jack paused, "… everybody else just regarded my existence as 'just an expression." His voice broke slightly as he spoke and you could see him trying to hold back the flow of tears, which threatened to flow down his beautiful, pale face. You couldn't imagine how horrible that must be; to be alone for what could have been an eternity; how scared and weak, tired and upset, unimportant and nervous Jack must have been feeling, but as you watched him wipe his tears away you saw him smile at you: a smile filled with hope, with promises, with relief, with achievement, with content, with freedom and with love.

"What are you staring at?" he asked, curiously.

"Nothing… it's just that you're so special Jack," you say as you stare into his gorgeous ice orbs, "And I love you for it."

You really wish you hadn't said that last part out loud, Jack was now just staring at you, dumbfounded. There was utmost silence in your cosy bedroom, but it was hard to tell if the silence was uncomfortable or not. Jack seemed to be studying you as you turned around and walked over to your bed. You could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head, "I'm, uh, going to go to b-bed now…" you stuttered, "so, yeah, you might want to leave or something," you say whilst looking at the ground.

"Aw. Really?" he complains whilst giving you puppy dog eyes, "I'd hate to leave you so soon."

You thought for a moment. Would it be such a bad idea to let him stay? It's not like he's some random boy, he's Jack Frost for goodness sake! Surely it would be cruel to send him away, especially as this is the first conversation he's had with a human in centuries. He probably wants this moment to last forever, and who are you to not allow his wishes? Anyway you had been having awful nightmares recently, which was partly the reason for you staying up as late as possible: to avoid sleep. You cringed as you thought about the fear you felt alone at night in the dark. You decided it would be better for the both of you if Jack stayed.

"You can stay," you muttered, not wanting to sound too eager as if to scare him off. A huge grin spread across his face before he decided to begin climbing into your bed. "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" you started, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Getting into bed," he replied, confused by your sudden outburst.

"You're not even going to take me to dinner first?" you tease. Jack quickly caught on and his skin flushed a slight pink, which you weren't even sure was possible.

"No… I-I didn't mean like that (f/n)! I swear!" he protested. You laughed at his embarrassment, but you couldn't help thinking that maybe he should sleep with you. No, not in that way obviously, but he has to sleep somewhere! I mean it's not like he vampire or something like that, right?

"Wait, do you even sleep?" you questioned.

"Of course!" he replied with a hint of cockiness, "I'm a winter sprite not a vampire (f/n)"

You laughed to yourself briefly at the fact that you and Jack had had similar thoughts before eventually deciding that it was ok to let him sleep in your bed. It's not like anything would happen and he would most likely enjoy the comfort of being near someone of whom he can talk to. You sighed before allowing him to climb into your bed next to you. You switched off the bedside lamp and lay in silence. You knew perfectly well that this silence was awkward, but neither you nor Jack made any attempt to make conversation.

After about 10 minutes you heard Jack turn around to face you,

"(f/n)" he whispered, "Are you awake?"

You murmured a response, "Yes, why?"

"Nothing, It's just your shaking. Are you cold? If so, I'm not exactly helping, would you like me to get out?"

"No!" you shout back almost immediately,

"Calm down," you hear Jack comfort you, "What's wrong?" You turn to face Jack and try to stop yourself from breaking down in front of him, so you nestle your face into his chest instead. He soothingly rubs your back as he waits for a response.

"Nightmares…" you sniff, as you snake your arms around his torso.

Jack's eyes, widened, "Pitch," you heard him whisper,

"Huh? What?" you sniff.

"Oh, um, nothing (f/n)," he hesitates slightly, "Just try and get some sleep, ok beautiful? I promise I'll keep you safe,"

"But Jack-" you cry. You were so scared to fall asleep, for the nightmares to take over.

"Shh, it's ok, you're going to be just fine," he interrupts you, "you have to believe in me."

"Ok Jack, I believe in you" you respond as you move closer to him until his cold skin can be felt through your pyjamas, but you didn't care, you felt safe with Jack and that's all that mattered.

That's this chapter done :D As you may be able to tell I have added some quotes and references from the movie into this fanfic ;) I added the mention of Pitch as if you guys want a long story I can expand that, however if you would prefer a shorter story then I can just brush it aside, so it's up to you! Amy suggestions are encouraged because I am terrible with coming up with ideas. Constructive criticism encouraged. I just want to take this moment to say thank you for reading this story and have a good rest of day :3 Goooodbyeee 3