Austrian: Genau. Von Zeit zu Zeit hilft Trinken den Menschen sich zu entspannen und Spaß zu haben. Aber wenn es eine Gewohnheit, ein Bedürfnis wird, dann hat es schlimme Auswirkungen. Enjoy this chapter ;)
Three words: I. Am. TIRED.
It is funny how life works out.
For a second, she is cleaning a stranger's puke. In the following second, she denies seeing him again. Nonetheless, in the third second, she wakes up with the sound of an alarm that definitely does not belong to her.
Elsa finds herself tightly wrapped around a pair of pale, muscular arms and she knows exactly whose body is pressed against her back right now.
With careful movements, she slips out of the white sheet and the warm, perfect embrace. A stupid part of her wants to lay down on there forever, but she can never, never allow that.
Yet, she also knows that she will, eventually. Because that's just how her life works, she has already been used to it. Elsa Arendelle always tries to run away from troubles, nonetheless, troubles always find her and continue to hurt her, never seem to cease.
"You've gotta be kidding me."
Elsa sighs but strangely doesn't turn into red when she hears the voice. She slowly turns around and inhales.
"Good morning, Eugene." she greets the young man, who has a deep frown on his face. She can't quite figure out if he is angry or just plain annoyed. Either way, Eugene seems to fed up by the situation, just like her.
"Let me guess, nothing had happened, am I wrong?" he doesn't greet her, gets straight into the point.
Elsa simply nods in agreement and begins to wear her coat... It is still wet, but she isn't bothered. Then, with calm steps, she heads directly to the front door, does not look behind her back.
"You are just gonna leave? Elsa... I don't know what is happening between you two, but it seems like you need to talk." Eugene shouts behind her back while she is slipping on her shoes.
The platinum blonde opens the front door, avoids Eugene and shuts it behind her.
Work. Work. Work. Work...
Elsa curses under her breath when she drops her pencil to the floor accidentally. She leans and grabs it, then concentrates on her essay once again.
This is what is doing: She is working. Always, always and always. She doesn't do anything apart from working, studying and tearing around. Seriously, she has no life.
"You look like a zombie." a familiar voice retorts with a humorless but taunting tone. Elsa startles, she doesn't realize that someone has been in her room.
"I am busy, Hic." Elsa snaps and stops scrabbling into her notebook and stands up. She narrows her eyes as she stares at the young, auburn-haired man.
Hiccup offers Elsa a small, apologetic smile with that sympathetic look on his face. "You seem even paler than usual, Els. I think you should lay down and sleep a little." he advises her, there is a hint of worry in his tone.
Elsa shakes her head, mutters under her breath that she didn't need to rest. But honestly, when was the last time she actually got a proper sleep or simply loosened up? She can not recall.
"I just need coffee." she replies to her dear friend with an aggressive voice. She knows she is being a jerk right now, Hiccup is caring about her health and tries to help her... But she is just so, so damn exhausted.
The green-eyed young man sighs and slaps his forehead with a groan. Nevertheless, he doesn't argue further.
"Why are you here anyway?"
"I am waiting for Astrid... We have a date today." he answers to Elsa sheepishly whereas he is rubbing the back of his neck.
Elsa's lips curl up for the first time on that awful day. Then, she jokes about how much lovesick puppies they are, lights up the mood. She lets her tension to dissolve.
When Astrid comes to the room, the platinum blonde excuses herself and suddenly decides to go out and have a cup of coffee, do her homework in a café. She can't afford to have a nap but at least, she can work anywhere else rather than her depressing and suffocating room.
She usually goes to the café, which is located on the campus but today she wants to go out and sit in a less crowded café, she surely can't handle the overcrowded cafe which is full of students.
She takes the subway and gets out two stations later, goes to her favorite café in the city. She orders her usual, plain filtered coffee, without sugar, milk. The platinum blonde finds herself a comfy seat, puts her headphones on, opens her computer and notebook, continues to do her homework. She stays there for two good hours, does her best to finish her essay...
Until someone decides to disturb her.
Elsa raises her head when she realizes out of all people, he is the one who enters the café and approaches her with a cup of coffee on his hands. Screw her luck. Why does he have to choose this place?
Life is sure, enjoys annoying the hell out of Elsa Arendelle.
"Elsa, what a delightful coincidence... May I sit?"
Elsa simply gestures him to sit. She closes her laptop and notebook slowly, doesn't forget to remove her headphones. "It seems like we can't be separated from each other, Jack." she mumbles and focuses on his beautiful ocean eyes.
His eyes are soft, vulnerable and fond. As if he has been looking at a person who he cares for, as if they are not strangers... Are they strangers? Elsa can't decide.
"I didn't stalk you if you're concerned about that." he half-jokes and half declares with his rich voice that gives the shivers down her spine.
Elsa chuckles curtly and quietly. She pushes her hair towards the back and lets herself to be lost in his gaze.
Oddly, she doesn't feel tired anymore. She feels relaxed... She realizes that she does relax from time to time... Thanks to him. When his arms are around her body, when he is pulling her close, all of her negative feelings fade away, she feels... happy. Even a barely touch of his, even sensing that he is staring her is enough to loosen her up.
"Anyway... How are you?" he asks casually as if they haven't been seeing each other for too long.
Worn out, angry, stressed, drowsy, fed up, unhappy... "I am fine. How are you?"
"Fine."
Elsa does her best to not to snort. How can an alcoholic be fine? He is definitely drinking because of a particular reason... His mother for example.
"I apologize for last night." he blurts out, he drops his gaze on the table, cannot look her in the eye anymore.
"You've already said that, Jack." Elsa reminds him, doesn't bother to say anything further.
"I know, I remember but one apology is not enough. What my mother did... It was unacceptable and I am really embarrassed by her. Please don't get the impression that I am like her. I would rather die than being similar to that horrible woman." he explains and grimaces in disgust.
Elsa bites her bottom lip. "It is okay. I behaved poorly too."
Jack shakes his head in disagreement, almost furiously. He finally directs his gaze to Elsa's eyes again. "No, no you didn't. You acted in a very noble way... God, I am really sorry."
Elsa lets out a sympathetic smile. She hesitantly moves her hand to touch Jack's arm. He is wearing a long-sleeved shirt so she can't sense his naked skin. "It is alright. I am used to it." she murmurs sadly, tries to hold her smile although it turns into a bittersweet one. The young man offers a sad smile in return.
They have continued to sit in there for two hours (?), Elsa can't estimate exactly. Time goes really quick when she is with him. They just have a small talk, neither of them tells something too personal. Still, it feels so great to spend time with him.
"Wait- Oh my god, you have never actually watched 'the Good, the Bad and the Ugly' before?!" Jack yells, a few people look at them in confusion.
Elsa rolls her eyes although she is grinning in enjoyment. "No, I didn't." she giggles like a stupid teenager.
"Are you crazy? That movie is a classic, totally a perfection of the perfect!" he exclaims like a stupid teenager, he is grinning ear to ear.
"I don't like western movies." she reminds him maybe for the hundredth time on that couple of hours.
"You are definitely nuts."
"Says the guy who hates classical music!" Elsa points out and raises her eyebrows in amusement.
"You know what? We are gonna watch the best western movie on the entire planet and listen to classical music!" he shouts enthusiastically like an energetic child.
Elsa's grin dies slowly, the sparkle in her eyes fades away. "Are you asking me on a date?"
The sudden realization hits Jack hard, he becomes tense and chuckles nervously. Nevertheless, he does not stop glancing at her eyes. "If you want it to be." he replies smoothly.
Time seems to stop as soon as those words leave his mouth. Elsa swallows, a horrified expression spread to her face while she is still desperately trying to sink in those wonderful, beautifully heavy words.
She should say no. But again, when does she make wise life choices?
"Is your girlfriend okay with that?" she can't help but tease him.
"Tooth is not my girlfriend. She is more of a mom to me than my actual mother. Besides, for the last time, she loves someone else."
"Jeez, I was just joking... What about your mommy though? We wouldn't want to make her angry, now would we?" Elsa taunts him with a childish tone and purses her lips.
"I am a 23 years old grown-up man." Jack retorts and rolls his eyes annoyance, Elsa laughs in return.
"Are you gonna answer? It is fine if you decline, y'know. It is not like I'm gonna cry in a corner." he snaps, but he sounds amused and loving... He always sounds loving, affectionate.
Elsa chuckles and grins merrily. "Jack Frost... I would like to go on a date with you."
A fond, exorable smile spreads to his face in return.
Me: *pukes* Too... much... romance.
Jack: We all know that this is not the real reason why you are dying.
Me: *sighs* Next week is the exam week and I have tons of responsibilities.
Pitch: *sweats and shudders in horror*
Jack: Get lost, Pitch... You are not even in this story.
Me: You are right... Damn I need a sleep. Anyway, don't forget to leave a review! See you!