Jack's P.O.V
I enter my dorm, slamming the door behind me angrily.
"Jack, what's wrong, dude?" Terrence asks, worried.
I don't reply. Instead, I just begin screaming, shouting, yelling. I do everything, punching a pillow.
"What happened?" Terrence asks once my rage is over.
I then tell him the whole story, and end it with, "Elsa will never forgive me."
"What do you mean?" Terrence aaka, confused.
"I've fucked up so many times. She's not going to come back this time," I say.
"I've heard that a drunk man brings out a sober man. Are you... You know. A playboy?" Terrence carefully chooses his words.
"No, it... It's stupid," I sigh.
"Tell me," Terrence persists.
I then tell him the story.
Okay, so I was forced to drink alcohol. I walk to the room where everyone else was, drunk, and looking for Elsa.
Then I saw a girl with brown hair. From where I was standing at the time, the lighting was way off and she sort of looked like Elsa.
"Hey, did you know I've had feelings for you way before I've kissed you for the first time?" I said, my voice slurred.
"Since when have we kissed?" The girl who I thought was Elsa giggled. I thought she was Elsa, and I thought she was teasing me.
So I kissed her, and the girl asked, "how about we get a room?"
"I'm sure you can see where it went," I then finish my story.
"Look, I think you need to give her some time," Terrence tells me.
"How long?" I sigh.
"As long as it takes," Terrence replies.
"I am fucking stupid," I groan, flopping into my bed.
Elsa's P.O.V
"Elsa? You in here?" M.K opens the door, returning from breakfast.
"No," I reply, my voice muffled.
"C'mon, Elsa," Merida urges.
"No," I reply, tears forming in my eyes.
"Why? It's just a boy!" Merida huffs, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Merida, she loved him though," M.K says in a scolding tone of voice.
"And she can love someone who won't break her heart!" Merida points out.
"Have you ever had your heart broken?" M.K sighs.
"I've broken bones. Bones heal, and so can hearts," Merida says, stubborn.
"My heart's been diagnosed with permanant breakage, no cure," I sniffle.
"Oh, lass. 'Ow about you, me, M.K, and Tink all go out to this karaoke place tonigh'?" Merida suggests, sympathetic.
"No," I reply.
"Elsa, we're taking you no matter what," M.K says, stubborn.
"No," I repeat, stubborn, but I know it's no use. They're going to take me anyways.
They're trying to find the cure for my permanent heart breakage.
No cure.
OH MY GAWD STUPID MISUNDERSTANDINGS! xD.
I also started another AU called More Than Friends if any of you want to check it out!
Question: What would you do if you were in Merida, M.K, or Terrence's position?