Disclaimer: I'd sell an arm and leg but, unfortunately, Disney doesn't take limbs in payment to buy their movies.

When my phone rang at 3 in the morning, I shouldn't have been surprised to hear her voice when I groggily answered the phone.

"Anna?", I sleepily asked.

"Hey Els. Sorry if I woke you, I'm just hungry and there's nothing in my fridge and I just thought you'd like to come with me to McDonalds because we're friends and you always do..and I'm rambling again, aren't I?"

I've always found her rambling rants adorable-actually, just her in general-so of course my answer is yes. As I try to make myself at least semi-presentable, I stop and wonder why I always do anything and everything to keep Anna happy. My heart's telling me an answer my brain doesn't want to agree with. I mean, we've been best friends for as long as I can remember. Just because I think she's beautiful and charming and adorable and witty and everything you'd look for in a girl doesn't mean I have romantic feelings for her, does it?

I snap myself out of my train of thought and pull some jeggings and a sweatshirt on. Who am I kidding? Even if I did have feelings for her, she has a boyfriend. Hans. I never liked him but to be fair, I never like any of Anna's boyfriends. Huh. There's that pang in my heart again. I have to get that checked out. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was jealous. Hilarious, right?

I'm driving to Anna's house to pick her up because of course she doesn't have a car. We've been having these McDonalds escapades for a while now. She has no other transportation in the middle of the night when she's hungry so she calls me up because I have a car and she likes my company. I'm starting to think it's due to the stress of her parents fighting and her relationship problems. I feel a strange sense of joy at the thought of her ending her relationship with Hans. That's not weird for a best friend, is it?

As I pull in front of her house, I send out a quick text to let her know I'm outside and not soon after, I see her bounding out her door looking beautiful as always. Is it possible for someone to look absolutely stunning in just a messy bun and sweatpants? 'Cause if it isn't, I'm sure Anna just naturally defies all logic and reason.

But that's a totally normal thing for a person to say about their best friend, don't judge me. As she slides into the passenger seat, she sends me a shy smile, as she always does and begins with her routine apology. "I'm so sorry Elsa. I mean, you know when I get stressed it affects my sleep and eating habits and you're my go-to person for these kinda of things and no one understands me like you do and no one puts up with me like you do and I'm rambling again. Sorry."

I giggle at the redhead's antics. She's one of the only people who can make me giggle. "It's okay, Anna. You know I'd do virtually anything for you. Besides, who doesn't like the greasy, calorie packed food known as the Big Mac."

She gives me a slightly irritated look. We've had this argument many times. "The McDonalds menu is not all unhealthy. It's a good source of nutrition and fiber and makes Americans American."

I roll my eyes with a small smile at her little speech. She's just so cute. "Whatever you say, Captain Carbs."

She sticks her tongue out at me. Tonight-or this morning- is going to be interesting, as always.

...

"Els?" The raspy voice asks from my phone. I know it's Anna but she sounds like she's been crying. I go into worried best friend mode as soon as I hear her voice.

"Anna? What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

She decides to avoid my questions. "Can you come over? I really need you."

I ignore the way my heart swells and start to get dressed, phone still pressed against my ear. "I'm on my way."

...

I pull up in front of Anna's house and sneak to the side of it. I toss a couple of pebbles at her window. It opens up and I see Anna peek her head outside. Her face is red and puffy. "Hold on."

I watch as a ladder descends from the window. Yeah, Anna keeps a ladder in her room. Whenever we're together early in the morning and not at McDonald's, we have impromptu sleepovers that usually involve me sneaking through her window. Our friendship is weird, don't ask. I climb up the ladder and enter her room to see her curled up on her bed, staring intently at me. I immediately climb into her bed and cuddle her. Totally normal for friends. She turns around and buries her face into my neck. "What's wrong?"

She sniffles. "Hans and I broke up."

I restrain myself from doing a victory dance but a sliver of happiness and relief makes it's way into my voice. "What? Why?"

Her face gets impossibly redder, even with her cheeks already being red from her crying. "Oh, uh. N-no reason."

I raise an eyebrow. "Anna. People typically break up for a reason."

She buries her face further into my neck. "But mine's is embarrassing."

I rub her shoulder in a comforting way. "It's alright. You can tell me anything."

"Well, you see. I kinda..accidentally...not on purpose..calledoutsomeoneelse'sname."

Did I hear her right? "What?"

Anna takes a breath and repeats herself. "I called out someone else's name."

I furrow my eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

At this point, I can practically feel her face heating up on my neck. "We were making out and it just sorta...slipped out."

Realization dawns upon my face. "Oh. Ohh. So, while you were making out with Hans, you moaned out someone else's name."

I felt her nod her head. My heart feels like it's breaking into pieces but I continue to prod. "So you have feelings for someone else?" Anna meekly nodded her head again.

"I mean, I've had feelings for this person for the longest time, but she just hasn't picked up the signals."

"It's a she?" I manage to squeak out, not expecting this new development. Anna huffs, annoyed, before she gets up. I'm about to question her actions when she suddenly straddles me. "Anna?"

Her face is inches from mine, the scent of her minty fresh breath invading my nose. I'm sure my face is as red as hers now. Her eyes flicker down to my lips before she whispers out,"You're so dense."

My reply is cut short by her lips crashing into mine. The kiss is better than I could've imagined. Uhhh, not like I've imagined kissing my best friend before. Nope, Nuh uh. She pulls away before I can reciprocate. "Anna? What..."

Anna raises an eyebrow. "You honestly didn't see this coming? With me dating someone I have absolutely nothing in common with and the late night escapades just so I could see you?"

"I, uh, thought you just wanted to be friends?"

Anna gives me an eye roll in response. "Elsa, anyone who has ever met you definitely hasn't wanted to 'just be friends' with you. I mean, have you seen yourself?"

My blush deepens. "So what does this mean?"

Anna gives me a peck on the cheek and climbs off of me, cuddling into my side once again. "What do you think, Sherlock?"

I beam as I turn to give her a brief kiss on the lips. "I'll take you on a date tomorrow. But for now, it's four in the morning so I'm going to go to sleep."

I feel myself drifting off to sleep when Anna pokes me. I open an eye. "What?"

"Uh, I'm kinda hungry. You wanna go to McDonald's?"