First small little intimate moment between Jack and Ellie!

Can't believe I'm already at chapter four and this is my first fan fic ever written. *Proud*

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Chapter Four

Ice Cream & Hearts Racing

I've worked in the ice cream parlour of Burgess for 3 years. The place I call my second home. It's a bit dead though, not a lot of kids come here anymore. It used to be packed every day after school, even winter time.

The first time I came here, was when I moved back to Burgess. I used to live in California before that with my foster parents. But I ran away from home when I was 15. I knew I came from Burgess since it said so on the papers, but I couldn't remember anything about my time here. Even though I've lived here in a foster home 'till I was 10.

My 'parents' never searched for me. Not that I really cared. They weren't exactly great parents.

I was cleaning the counter while thinking about everything but work. It's been a month since I first met Jack Frost, I haven't heard from him since. The first two weeks I was obsessed, researching everything about him. Then I came to the conclusion that I was completely crazy and stopped searching. Father Frost, Old Man Winter, Jokul Frosti? Seriously? He was a mythical creature, a legend, and I was talking to him.

"Completely crazy." I mumbled to myself.

"What was that?" Tim asked.

He was my co-worker. Co-worker, not friend. He just liked meddling with my life. Ok, maybe my friend.

"Oh, nothing." I started spraying the counter like I had OCD.

"Listen Ellie," He sighed. "You've been out of it lately."

I stopped spraying and looked at him.

"Maybe you should, I don't know, take a break? Go socialize a little, meet some new people and go out. You never go out. Every time I ask if you want to do something with me, you've got this lame excuse like you've got to rush back home. It's not like you have anyone waiting for you."

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"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"No it's ok, you're right anyway. Maybe I should take a break."

He looked at me, shocked that I just agreed with him.

"Good! Well, anyway, will you lock the place up? Cause I've got to go right now."

"yeah,sure no problem." I sighed. It's not like I have anyone waiting for me at home.

I heard the doorbell ring when Tim walked out of the parlour. A cold breeze that sneaked through the door, blew all the plastic menu cards away from the tables.

"Great." I moaned.

I was picking up the cards, one by one, until I got to the last one. I was just about to get it when suddenly it glided a few inches away from me. I took a few steps, bowed down, and it moved again. Huh?

I reached towards it, determined to get it this time, when a strong wind made it hover all the way to the other side of the parlour. I heard a loud laughter.

"Oh no, not you again." I complained.

"Hi Ellie, missed me?" He replied, ignoring my rude comment. I knew he was grinning.

I walked to the other side and picked up the card, starting to place them on the tables where they were before.

"No, I haven't." I said stubbornly. "In fact, I had completely forgotten about you, until you starting messing up my job."

"Awch, so much for the warm welcome." I could hear him walking closer to me.

"Well, since you're the legend that brings snow days, and your last name being Frost. A warm welcome is not something you should be expecting. Let alone, from me."

"I hear you've done some research about me. So what do you think?"

I walked to the back room to get my things, and I could almost feel him following me.

" I think that I have lost it, and that you're just a fraction of what my imagination can do when I haven't socialized for a while."

I took my hat and apron off, put on my leather jacket and wrapped my scarf around my neck. Where's my beanie? I looked around and stopped suddenly. Staring at the floating beanie in front of me.

"Wow." I shivered. This was extremely cool and absurd at the same time.

I walked up to the beanie, staring at it for a while, and then slowly grabbed it. I pulled it over my head, took my bag and started walking towards the front door.

"Wow? That's all I get?" He was still following me. "You've done all your research, you feel and hear me, and you can see me hold things...and wow is all I get? You still don't believe in me?"

I was just about to open the door when I turned around, sighed, and took a step closer to where the voice was coming from.

"I just know that all this," gesturing his whole body with my hand. "Isn't real."

I turned around and opened the door.

"Just leave me alone Jack, to me, you're nobody."

I closed the door, locked it and started walking back home.

The whole way home I didn't notice him anywhere, when suddenly...

"AW! Did you just hit me on the head with something?" I shrieked, rubbing my head.

"I'm going to keep bothering you until you believe in me." He whispered into my ear.

Chills ran down my spine as I tried to get the keys out of my bag. Why is he this close? I can hear him breathing inches away from me.

"Jack, just leave me alone! I don't believe in you and never will. How many times am I going to have to say this to you?" I was starting to hate him. He was so annoying!

" 'm immortal, you're not. So obviously, until you die."

I ran through the door and closed it as fast as I could so he wouldn't get it. Walking towards the elevator, I sighed of relief. Finally some peace and quiet.

Ten floors up and I was home.

"BOO."

I screamed, almost falling off my couch. "For heaven's sake Jack! Leave me alone!"

He laughed so hard, he had to stop for a second and take a deep breath.

"I can see your heart racing, almost bursting out of your chest." He laughed out. "Why Ellie, are you getting nervous when I'm around?"

"No, my heart races like a time-bomb when someone yells 'boo' into my ear. I was enjoying the sweet sound of nothingness."

I lay down on my couch, completely exhausted. I just wanted to sleep. Sleep and not wake up until morning. Shouldn't be doing that though, since it's only 8 and I haven't had any dinner yet. But I could feel my eyelids become more and more heavy.

"What did you hit me with anyway?" I asked. I frowned as I rubbed my head again.

"My staff. It's like my weapon and it holds some of my powers. I take it everywhere. Can't live without it actually." He murmured the last sentence like he was disappointed about something.

I could hear him getting comfortable on the ground in front of me while I was still laying on my couch. Sleep, I need to sleep so bad. I closed my eyes.

"Ellie?" He asked.

"Hm?" I moaned.

"Can you feel that?"

I felt a cold stroke over my nose. I shivered again.

"Hmhm." I moaned again, this time it was hard for me to give any reaction since aI was dozing off.

"Good."

I could hear from the sound of his voice that he was relieved.

"Night Ellie, sweet dreams." He whispered.

I could still feel the cold touching my nose gently as I was slowly drifting away into the dream world.