The sound of laughter filled the Blanchard home. Inside the large lounge room, Elsa was huddled under a blanket with Lana sharing the other end. Nestled between them was a bowl of popcorn and cans of soft drink which the two girls had left ignored. Their attention was focused on the movie that played on the screen.

The two friends had opted for a rare girls night in, leaving their respective boyfriends to fend for themselves. Elsa had extended an invitation to Anna to join them, but the younger girl had declined citing that she had to work a shift at the store.

As usual, the topic of conversation had turned to boys. More specifically, the fact that the following week was her and Jack's three month anniversary. She knew that Jack had something planned for the occasion, but he'd kept the details vague. The only hint he'd given her was to keep her Friday free and to wear something dressy.

"Any idea what Jack has planned for next week?" Lana quizzed, a knowing smile on her face.

"No idea at all, asides from the fact that he told me to wear something classy and that his family are going to be interstate if I want to stay the night," she replied, blushing madly.

Lana reached over, nudging Elsa. "So, he wants you to stay the night, hey?" she asked. "Are you planning on, you know, staying over?"

She could feel the blush rising in her cheeks. "I think so," she whispered.

Lana nodded, reaching over to grip Elsa's hand. "You know he'd not make you do anything you don't want to. You also know that you don't have to do anything that you don't want to right?"

"I know he wouldn't," she murmured. "I want to though and I want it to be with him."

The sound of the front door opening broke the two friends from their conversation. Looking up, they saw Anna enter the house, a small frown masked her face as she glanced towards the lounge room before hurrying up the stairs. Shrugging, Elsa made a mental note to talk to her the following day.

Taking a deep breath, Elsa rapped on Anna's bedroom door. She couldn't help feeling concerned for Anna, having noticed a change in her sisters attitude at work earlier. The youngest Blanchard had come across distant, moody and not her usual bubbly self. She had hoped to broach the subject earlier, but the warm spring weather had seen an increase in customers coming in to the store and had kept her busy.

Anna opened the door, raising an eyebrow as she took the sight of Elsa before her. "What's up, Elsa?" she asked, stifling a yawn.

"I could ask you the same thing," Elsa replied, brushing past her to take a seat on the bed. "Something's wrong, and I'm not leaving here until I know what."

Anna sighed and shut her door. "Nothing's wrong, El, I promise. I'm just tired," she muttered.

"Anna, you're my sister, I know when something is up with you. You looked a bit upset last night and you were acting different at work today," Elsa insisted, pulling a plush toy to her chest.

"Elsa, please, nothing is wrong. I'm telling you that now," Anna protested, crossing her arms over her chest.

"That's a lie and you know it, Anna. Whatever it is, you can tell me," Elsa coaxed, shaking her head.

Sighing, Anna looked at her, a sour expression on her face. "You know what, why don't you just go talk to Lana? After all, she's your friend," she snapped.

Gasping, Elsa looked at her. "Wait, what does Lana have to do with this?" she asked.

Anna looked away and bowed her head. "Nothing, except for the fact that ever since you and her became friends, I never see you anymore," she pointed out.

"Anna," she began, reaching her hand out for Anna's. "Lana's my friend, but you are my sister. I'm always here for you."

"It's not just Lana though, Elsa," Anna whispered. "Ever since you became friends with her, you've spent more time away from the house and I've had to work more shifts. The more I work, the less time I have to see you, Kristoff, or Punzie."

Elsa stared at her, slowly getting up from the bed. "You mean to tell me you're jealous because I finally made a friend and start to get the smallest hint of a social life?" she questioned. "Or is it the fact that you suddenly have to work a few more shifts?"

Shaking her head, Anna looked at her. "Maybe you should look at who your friend associates with," she muttered. "I know that Lana's boyfriend is friends with Jack Frost. I've seen them hanging out. You don't want to be caught hanging with Jack, he's - "

"He's what, Anna?" she interrupted glaring at her.

"He's bad news, Elsa. You know that, Mum and Dad know that, Punzie knows it and even Hans knew it," Anna hissed. "All I'm saying is you really have to question someone whose boyfriend is friends with a guy like Jack."

"So, I guess in that case you have to question me?" Elsa snapped. "Because I'm friends with someone whose boyfriend is friends with Jack."

"Elsa, no," Anna cried. "It's just, you don't want to get caught up with him or his kind. Look, I'm sorry, I'm just tired and stressed from uni. I know you'd not be stupid enough to get caught up with someone like Jack voluntarily."

Elsa sighed. "Look, it's obvious you're tired. I'm just going to leave you to rest. If you need me you know where I am," she whispered, pulling the door closed behind her.

Shaking her head, she made her way into her bedroom and shut the door. She carefully pulled her clothes off and changed into her pyjamas.

Crawling under the covers, she could feel the hot tears streaming down her face. She hated holding back from Anna. Their entire life they had enjoyed a close relationship. Not only were they sisters, but they were friends as well. Having to keep the news of her relationship with Jack from Anna had been tough. There were many times over the course of the past eleven weeks that she'd wished she could have told Anna about her and Jack. She wished to be able to let Anna know, to tell her the real reason behind the smile that had started to appear on her face, or to spend time with her sister and boyfriend, but she couldn't. At least not when Anna continued to hold onto the same negative view of Jack that their parents shared.

Jack couldn't help humming along to the tune on the radio while he checked his appearance in the mirror. His eyes glanced over the suit and he tugged on it, making sure that it sat correctly. He wasn't normally a fan of wearing suits, however, the date he'd planned to celebrate his and Elsa's three month anniversary was special and he wanted to look extra nice. He'd even gone as far to beg his cousin Thia to iron the suit for him, desperate to look presentable for Elsa who would no doubt look gorgeous as always.

It had been some stroke of luck that this aunt, uncle and cousin had been called away to attend the birthday party of one of his aunt's cousin's over the weekend. The three of them had left early that morning, leaving him and Emily home alone over the weekend. A carefully planned conversation with his sister had seen her managing to score an invite to spend the evening with a friend, which left him with an empty house for the night. From there, he'd shyly invited Elsa to spend the night. He'd been quick to reassure her that they didn't have to do anything that she didn't want to. He simply wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

Glancing at his watch, he could feel the nerves setting in. Elsa was due to arrive soon and he knew from the eight years he'd spent crushing on her and their three months dating that his girlfriend was ridiculously punctual. Slowly, he made his way downstairs and opened the large gate to the house which would allow Elsa to drive right in.

Dashing upstairs, he quickly checked the state of Emily's room. He'd assured Elsa that she was free to spend the night in Emily's room if she wanted to. He breathed a sigh of relief upon noticing that it was reasonably tidy for a thirteen year old. He pulled the door shut, carefully making his way to inspect his own room. His eyes fell on a pile of dirty clothes which he scooped up and tossed into the laundry hamper.

He'd only just spritzed on some cologne when the doorbell rung, alerting him to Elsa's presence. Grinning, he raced downstairs to let her in.

Opening the door, he could feel his jaw drop as his eyes glanced over his gorgeous girlfriend. He'd seen Elsa dressed up plenty of times for corporate events, however, standing on his doorway, she managed to look even more beautiful. He grinned, noting the faint blush on her face as he took in her dress. She'd chosen a simple black dress with a sleeveless lace trim that fell to sit halfway above her knees before flaring out. Her long, platinum blonde hair was styled down, falling in soft waves around her pale face with a few silver clips holding it down. Her outfit was paired with a simple pair of black heels. Somehow, she had managed to look classy without having gone overboard.

"Woah," he exclaimed, failing to hold his smile back. "You look so incredibly beautiful."

"Thank you," Elsa smiled. "You look gorgeous too."

Grabbing her hand, he pulled her towards him, his hands sneaking around her waist as he leaned down to place a quick kiss on her lips.

Breaking apart he bowed, a wide grin crossing his face. "Welcome, milady, allow me to give you the grand tour," he joked, linking his elbow through Elsa's.

He watched as Elsa's eyes widened as he led her on a small tour of his home. He led her into the lounge room and felt a tug on his hand. Blinking, he turned and noticed that her attention had been caught by a collection of childhood photographs that were displayed on a display cabinet. A small smirk crossed her face upon noticing a picture of him as a toddler.

Stepping back, he watched as she continued to browse the photo's until she saw a photo of nine-year-old Jack with his mum and one-year-old Emily. Sighing, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him and resting her head on his shoulder.

"She was beautiful," Elsa said softly, her body sinking back into his. "I'm sorry."

"She was," he agreed. "She would have loved you."

Elsa leaned back against the seat, a soft smile played on her lips as Jack tapped his fingers along to the beat of the song.

She had no idea what Jack had planned, or where he was taking her. All she knew was that after arriving at his house, he had been quick to take her overnight bag and place it in his room before he'd ushered her out of the house.

He'd led her to her car with no hint as to where they were going, or why. All he had said was that she looked beautiful in her dress and that she was suitably dressed for where they were going. He'd not stopped complimenting her about her dress and her appearance. His face had broken into a wide smile the minute he had laid eyes on her and hadn't left since. She had blushed before pointing out that he was also looking quite good in his suit.

Her own jaw had nearly dropped upon seeing Jack in his suit. She had been expecting to find him in one of his neat pairs of jeans and a nice blazer, so the suit had blown her away. She had seen him in suits at business events, but had never taken the time to appreciate how incredibly handsome he looked while wearing them. Still, despite the presence of his expensive suit, she was glad to see that his hair was in its normal tousled state. She had mentioned his hair to him and he had joked that no matter how hard he tried, he could not get his hair to co-operate.

Shaking her head, she shifted her attention to staring out the window. Her eyes widened as she noticed that they were pulling into a parking lot in the middle of Arendelle's theatre district.

Smiling, she turned to glance at Jack in the hopes that he may give her a clue, but it was no use. He showed no emotion, except for a tight-lipped smile as he pulled the car into park. Switching the car off, he exited the car and dashed around to open the car door for her.

Gripping his hand, she allowed Jack to lead her amongst the many theatres that lined the streets. Her eyes widened as she saw the wide selection of shows that were currently playing.

They walked in silence for a few minutes until they had reached the grand Festival Theatre, one of the oldest in the city.

"We're here, El," Jack declared, his eyes twinkling.

She turned to study the name of the show that was playing and gasped. "Jack!" she exclaimed, squeezing his hand in delight. "The Phantom of the Opera?!"

"It's your favourite show is it not?" Jack teased, leading her through the entrance into the foyer. "I figured we'd get here early, have a bit of lunch and then see the show."

"It is, but how did you know?" she asked, beaming at him.

Jack smirked, reaching down to press a kiss on her cheek. "I have my ways," he teased.

She nodded, taking Jack's hand as he led her towards the small cafe and guided her to a table. She chuckled as he handed her a menu and made a point to tell her that he would be paying for both of them.

Jack smiled. He couldn't help feeling proud that he had managed to leave Elsa speechless. It hadn't been easy. He had put a lot of work into planning the surprise for her.

His first course of action had been Lana. He knew that Elsa loved the theatre and had asked Lana to find out what Elsa's favourite shows were and what ones she wished to see. Once she had sent the list to him, he had looked online to find what shows were playing. It had been sheer good luck that Elsa's all-time favourite show had been listed as playing nearby. A few minutes was all it had taken for him to book online and secure tickets to the show. The tickets had arrived two weeks earlier and he'd then been forced to refrain from revealing the plans to Elsa.

Keeping it a secret from Elsa had been hard, but the reward had been worth it. He had thought it was adorable when she had realised they were parking in the theatre district. However, nothing could compare to the look that had swept across her face when she had realised what he had organised. She had looked so incredibly adorable and excited. His only regret had been that he had not thought to bring his camera so that he could snap a few pictures of her face. Still, the smile that she had broken into was not one he could forget easily.

After she had recovered from the shock, he had taken her for a quick lunch. Once they'd had lunch, he had led her to their seats in the theatre. He had been lucky to secure seats close to the stage and in the centre, giving them a great view. He had waited for Elsa to sit down before he had whipped out his phone and snapped a quick photo of the two of them while they waited for the show to start.

As the lights had dimmed, Elsa had reached over to grip his hand in excitement. He had leaned over to wrap his arm around her waist. He had felt slightly nervous about the show. The theatre was not his idea of fun, he would much rather spend his time at a hockey game, concert or a movie. However, Elsa loved the theatre and he loved Elsa.

He had been pleasantly surprised to find that the show wasn't that bad. At times he had found it quite enjoyable. Although, he reasoned that part of his enjoyment had come from seeing the way it had affected Elsa. He had stolen glances at her during the show and had felt his heart melting upon seeing her expression. She had remained on the edge of her seat and had appeared to be in pure bliss during the entire show. When the final cast member had taken their bow, he had found himself standing to his feet and clapping enthusiastically with the rest of the audience.

"So, that was actually pretty good," he conceded, gently guiding Elsa towards the passenger seat of his car.

"It gets better every time," Elsa noted sliding into the passenger seat. "I really can't believe you did that for me, Jack."

" I'd do anything for you, El, you know that. Although, that said there may have been an ulterior motive. I figured that if I took you to the theatre for our three month anniversary then you can take me to see a movie of my choice for our four month anniversary," he joked, waggling his eyebrows.

A soft chuckle escaped her lips. "It's a deal," she vowed. "You have exactly one month to find a movie you want to see."

He grinned, redirecting his attention to the peak hour traffic as he navigated his car back home. Beside him he could hear Elsa as she hummed a tune from the show, her hands playing with the souvenir cap which she had bought for him.

Jack looked around the lounge room. He shook his head as he reminded himself that Elsa was really there, relaxing with him in his home and that she would remain with him for the rest of the night.

The jacket that he had worn, as well as Elsa's heels, had been discarded not long after they had entered his home. Both him and Elsa had been eager to rid themselves of the restrictive items. After a bit of deliberation, they had settled on Chinese takeout for dinner with the empty containers having already been placed in the bin.

Once they had finished dinner, he had settled on the couch. He'd pulled Elsa to join him, positioning her so that she rested between his legs where he could hold her tight. He'd flicked the TV onto a channel for background noise.

He shivered at the feeling of Elsa's fingers as they lightly trailed a path up and down his arms. Leaning down, he buried his head in her hair and breathed in the scent of her shampoo. He felt her tilt her head to face him. Glancing down, he could see her blue eyes studying him from under her long lashes.

"I love you," she whispered.

He gulped. He could feel his heart pounding as the words that she had said sunk in. Opening his mouth, he was suddenly struck with being speechless. Three small words, said to him by the woman of his dreams, had left him unable to form a coherent sentence.

He felt her shift position as she pulled away from his chest. "I love you too, El," he murmured, gently pulling her back towards him before brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I always have and always will."

Her eyes widened. Slowly, she disentangled herself and turned around to face him. Her gaze fixed on his and he noted the small sign of tears in the corner of her eyes. Reaching out, he pulled her back to him and positioned her so that she was sitting on his lap. Slowly, he moved his hand to cup her face as he pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

She moved fast. Within an instant she had placed a hand on his chest while the other reached to brush through his hair. Grinning, he draped a hand around her back and pulled her close while his other hand stroked at her face. He felt Elsa tighten her grip on him as she deepened the kiss, opening her mouth to allow him access.

Pulling apart, he noticed a deep blush on Elsa's face as she climbed off his lap. Her eyes darted between the doorway and his own eyes. Chuckling, he stood up and extended his hand to help her to her feet. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he brought her closer to him before pressing a series of kisses from her neck to her jaw.

Leaning down, he grabbed the remote and switched the TV off. "Come on," he whispered, taking her hand in his as he led her upstairs.

Pushing open the door to his room, he paused to look at her. He noted how she was biting her lip while her eyes flicked between him and his bed. Gently, he placed his hand under her chin and tilted her head to meet his gaze. "El, we don't have to do anything that you don't want to do," he insisted. "I promise. I can wait, if it's what you want."

Shaking her head, she turned to look him in the eyes. "No, Jack. I want to," she whispered. "I want to do this. I want it to be with you tonight."

He nodded, slowly shutting the door before pulling Elsa towards him. He could feel her body soften as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning towards her, he placed a series of quick kisses on her lips. Pulling back, he reached around and to grip the zipper of her dress. He fumbled slightly before he pulled it down. Stepping back, he watched as Elsa shyly shuffled out of her dress, leaving her in only her matching underwear set. He could feel his eyes widening as he took in the sight of her pale, flawless skin and her slender body with curves in all the right places. She really was perfection, in every sense of the word.

"Jack?" she called, biting her lip.

Shaking his head, he realised that he had been staring. "Right, uh, sorry," he stammered. "You're flawless, El. You really are perfection."

She blushed. Stepping forward, she wrapped her arms around his neck to close the gap between them. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her lips. Slowly, he placed his hands on her bottom and gently lifted her up before stumbling forward. Carefully, he leaned down to place her on his bed before climbing in over her.

Her hands reached to his shirt as she worked to unbutton it and push it back. Pulling back, he removed the shirt and tossed it to lie in the corner. He turned back to face her, smirking slightly when he noticed the way her eyes had skimmed over his bare chest. Gently, he pushed her back so that she was lying down. Leaning down he kissed her, one hand softly following the curves of her body, the other he used to support his weight.

He heard her let out a soft moan as their kisses deepened and her hands reached to stroke through his hair. Slowly, she arched her back which allowed him to slip his hands underneath her. His fingers fumbled as he tried unsuccessfully to unclasp her bra. Sighing, he pulled back when the small undergarment proved to be too challenging for his novice fingers.

Elsa glanced at him. She shuffled beneath him before sitting up and reaching behind to unhook her bra. Within a second, she had removed it and had tossed it to join her dress and his shirt on the floor. Gulping, he diverted his eyes so that he wasn't caught staring at her perky breasts. He rolled over as he moved to undo his pants. He slowly pushed them down and tossed them to the floor, leaving them both in only their underpants.

Slowly, he pushed her back down, coming to rest on his elbows above her. He could feel his heart pounding as he took in the sight of the beautiful woman before him. Not just any woman, his girlfriend, the girl of his dreams who he loved and who loved him. Her arms reached to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She pressed a trail of kisses from his collarbone, up his neck until she reached his mouth. Gingerly, he reached out and gently traced a hand over one of her breasts, squeezing it and lightly tracing a finger over her nipple.

He glanced down at Elsa, watching as she moved her hands down to play with the waist of his boxer briefs.

"Here," he murmured. Reaching down, he slipped the briefs over his legs, leaving him completely naked.

He watched as Elsa stole a glance over his naked body, a deep blush spreading across her face. Somehow, the blush only served to make her even more endearing. Chuckling, he leaned down, pressing a kiss to her cheeks.

Elsa could feel her heart beating. Her hands reached out, wrapping around Jack's neck as he gently shifted their position so that she was lying on his pillows.

She had been unable to control the blush that had spread to her face after seeing him completely naked. Sensing her shyness, Jack had been quick to react and had leant down to kiss her. They had kissed for a while, their hands timidly roaming each other's body until Jack had broken the kiss. He'd said nothing and had given her a shy smile before he moved down to gently tug her underpants off her.

She could feel his erection pressing against her as he gently stroked at her face. His eyes locked onto hers, seeking permission to go ahead. Even now, with his arousal evident, he was still putting her first, making sure that she felt safe and secure and letting her know that she was in control. She nodded and reached her hand out to rest against his firm chest. Slowly, he reached his hand down and positioned himself at her entrance. He paused and moved to rest his forehead against hers. He looked down at her, catching her gaze as he slowly entered her.

She let out a small gasp, taking a moment to get used to the feeling of him inside her. His eyes widened as he paused to look at her with concern. "I'm okay," she murmured, reaching up to stroke his face.

He nodded, moving his head to kiss her hand before slowly thrusting in. She could feel the initial ache gradually subsiding as his thrusts slowly picked up speed. Tentatively, he reached to squeeze her boob, softly flicking over the nipple which caused her to let out a soft moan.

She buried her head against his neck, softly kissing and nipping at the delicate skin while Jack continued to thrust. Slowly, she arched her back, bringing her hips up to meet Jack's thrusts.

Jack grunted. He could feel his body shuddering as he continued to thrust into Elsa. He'd moved slowly at first, wary of hurting her. However, the concern of accidentally hurting her had subsided when she'd nodded, letting him know it was okay to continue.

He waited for Elsa to wrap her legs around his waist before picking up the pace. He began increasing the speed of his thrusts while she continued to kiss and nip at his neck. He let out a soft moan at the feeling of Elsa so tight around him. He could feel his release coming. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her lips. His tongue brushed against her lips, seeking access which she granted. He could feel the sweat forming as he thrust into her one last time before he came, his body relaxing as he collapsed on top of her.

Panting, he rolled off her. He pulled her to rest on his chest before tugging the covers over their bodies. He felt her shift in his arms as she tilted her mouth up to press a kiss on his lips.

They lay in silence for a while, softly trailing their fingers up and down each others arms and sharing kisses. He still couldn't believe that she was with him, that someone as perfect as Elsa could love someone like him.

After a few minutes, he felt her shift onto her side. Releasing his grip on her, he realised that she had fallen asleep. He felt his heart melt as he gently shifted her so that she was comfortable. Lying down, he draped his arm over her hip as he took in her sleeping form. He let out a content sigh as he took in her beauty. Even when sleeping, Elsa managed to look like a flawless angel.

Groggily, Elsa reached over to turn her alarm off. Her eyes glanced over at Jack as she took in the sight of him sprawled on his back, his mouth slightly open while soft snores sounded from his mouth. Somehow he managed to look gorgeous even while fast asleep. She felt like her heart could burst with love. The night before had been nothing short of amazing and she'd felt lucky that of all the people to share in such an act with, it was Jack. Leaning down, she stroked at his hand before placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

Sighing, she slipped out of the bed. She grabbed her work clothes and the spare towel that Jack had placed out for her. With one last look at Jack, she opened the door and padded across the hall to the bathroom. She turned the taps on and waited for the water to heat up before stepping under the shower. Humming a happy tune, she quickly washed her hair and cleaned herself before stepping out of the shower.

After getting dressed, she crept back to Jack's room. She felt her heart melting upon noticing that he was still fast asleep. Silently, she bent down to pack her clothes back into her overnight bag. Sighing, she grabbed her shoes and socks before taking a seat on the bed.

The sudden appearance of Jack's arms around her waist startled her. She felt the mattress dip as he shuffled to sit behind her. A few seconds later and his hands had found their way to her face, tilting her head so that he could press a kiss to her lips.

"Don't go," he murmured. "Stay with me. like this."

She sighed and turned to face him. "I wish I could," she whispered, running her hand through his hair. "I would do anything to not have to leave you now, but I can't."

She watched as his face fell to a pout. Without saying a word, he got up and made his way over to his wardrobe. She watched as he pulled out a fresh pair of underwear and a pair of track-pants and slipped them on. Shaking her head, she moved to grab her overnight bag.

She cast one last longing look at Jack's bed. She wished that she could just blow off work and spend the day with him, but she couldn't. Not without her father throwing a fit. Sighing, she grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him out the room.

They had stood by her car in a tight embrace. Neither one of them wanted to part. She had hoped that sharing in a few kisses with him would make it easier to say goodbye, but it hadn't.

Reluctantly, she had broken the kiss and reached to stroke his face. She hated having to leave him. She'd looked into his eyes, the expression on his face had told her that he was having just as much trouble letting her go. She'd let out a loud exhale before she'd leaned in close to kiss him one last time.

Elsa glanced in the rear-view mirror as she watched Jack fade from view. He'd stood at the gate of his home, waving dejectedly and watching her leave. Turning the radio up, she tried to psych herself up for the long day ahead of her.

A/N- I want to shout out and thank my friend Oninoko for going over a few scenes with me. This was such a fun chapter to write.

Once again, thank you all for your continued support, and reviews, messages. They truly mean a lot.