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Cold Kisses and Hot Nights	By : PagesofPassion1812 Category: -Movies Misc > Het - Male/Female Views: 2016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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You watch as Jack walks away from you, still slightly hazy from what had just occurred. When you finally snap out of your trance you notice a couple of the children playing with and moving the wedding gifts, trying to guess what's inside. "Oi you lot. Leave those alone, they're not for you, you cheeky little gits." you start to shout as you walk over. At the sound of your voice they quickly disperse laughing and carry on their game, some running over to Jack to see if he can play with them again. You watch them a moment, laughing to yourself as he gives a couple of them piggy-backs, then you return to sorting the presents out again. At that point there is a tap on your shoulder and you hear "Excuse me dear?" As you turn round there is a very well dressed older lady there, "Oh hello Mrs Bates, how are you?" You bring Jamie's mum into a hug, "I am very well thank you (Name), and how many times must I tell you? Please call me Sandra, Mrs Bates makes me feel so old." She returns the hug and gives you a smile, "OK Sandra, sorry. So have you enjoyed today?" You ask her as reorganise the 'Going-on-honeymoon' present pile. "Oh yes, you did such a brilliant job for them today. I wish you were mine and Geoffrey's friend when we got married." This makes you very happy to hear "Aww, Sandra, that's so lovely of you to say. Thank you, I wish I was too, I would have made it one to remember for you." You beam at her showing your sincerity. "You're such a sweet girl, my children are very lucky to have you as a friend." She holds your hand and strokes the skin very gently, the her expression dims slightly, "are you alright though my dear?" You're confused "Yes, of course I am." You look at her, searching for a sign to why she asked such a question. "It's just you worried me a little earlier, and a couple of others too." This makes you a little pensive "Why?" The lady continues to hold your hand, and occasionally pats it, "well, when you were dancing on your own earlier; it was like you thought you were dancing with someone, and you were even talking to yourself." This shocks you a little "No, I wasn't dancing on my own. I was dancing with the good looking gentleman with the white hair." She then starts to look around the room, searching for him, "white hair? Where dear?" You look straight to where jack and the children were playing tag, "over there, see?" You point in Jack's direction. She looks back at you, "Are you feeling ok honey? There isn't anyone there, Just little Tommy and his friends." You look back at her, confusion running wild in your mind. She pats you worriedly on the arm and says "Maybe you worked yourself a little too hard today, sorting this all out by yourself. (Name), get a little rest and something to drink, you must be exhausted"

"O,Ok... Yeah I will." You're so confused, but as you walk over to the bar you notice Sophie downing her 3rd Mojito. She sees you coming, "(Name)!" She shouts, flinging her arms wide open and spilling the remains of her drink over the couple next to her. After her attempt at apologising to the couple and then trying to wipe the drink off of the mans crotch you decide to take/carry her to the bathroom. "WOOHOO, great Idea (Name). Open bar, soooo having one of them when I get married to your brother. Oops." She staggers into the bathroom and falls onto the floor. "Yeah, that'll be the day; When the Bride and Groom are the ones making the embarrassing drunken speeches." You jeer as you pick her up and sit her on bathroom sofa. "Oh don't be like that (Nickname), just because you're a good girl and don't drink." You try to sit her up straight, which is proving difficult. "Soph, I only don't drink because I don't like the taste, no other reason than that, now hold still so I can get your shoes off." After removing her shoes, you sit next to her on the sofa, "Soph?" She flops her head in your direction "Yeahhhhh?" Her eyes are glazed and slightly red from her drinking. "Is your mum ok?" you ask as you pull the back of her dress before she falls off the sofa. "Yeah! Well I think she is, Why?" You move her body so that she is now laying on the sofa with her legs on your lap. "Well, she just asked me why I was dancing on my own earlier, which I wasn't I was with Jack, and when I pointed him out to her, she still couldn't see him." You look at Sophie for a response, but she is too busy playing with the small bell on her bracelet. "Sophie?" you shake her legs which brings her attention to your question, "Well that's because she doesn't believe in him?" You look at her like 'What?' She clumsily sits up and continues "Well, she's a grown up, and there are hardly any grown-ups that still believe in magic or the mystical beings of the world." She returns to playing with the bell. As she says this you twist your body so that you're facing her "What?" You suddenly push her hands and the bell down into her stomach to stop that infernal ringing and to catch her full attention. "Believing?! What has believing got to do with it?! and Grown up... What?!... I Don't understand!" Your hands move frantically as they help to express your frustration. "What are you talking about Soph?!"

"BECAUSE HE'S JACK FROST!!! DUH!" She shouts as she comes hurtling up to your face. The volume of her voice combined with her sudden movements must have been too much for her drunken condition, as she starts to hold her head, rock backwards and forwards and says "owow...Too Loud...owowowow...". You turn back, sitting perfectly straight on the sofa, silent and staring at the wall. You start to think 'What? No he's not. He can't be.There's no such thing, things like that aren't real. They're for children. Wait a minute...the children were the only ones that seemed to interact with him...Hold on, no 'cause Soph and Jamie were talking to him...But they met him when they were younger...(Name)?! Come on, that was just a story Jamie wrote, they weren't based on anything. They were just from his imagination...' After about 10 minutes of this, you're thoughts then turned to Jack himself 'OK, so...No, just no, he just can't be...He's a real person, I talked with him and touched him...though...he was quite cold, and his skin was a little unusually pale...but that isn't anything, I'm pale and I get cold hands sometimes...But cold chest? Cold suit too? In the middle of summer? Hmmm...And when we danced...We were getting some very strange looks...Actually, when I think about it, I was the one getting the strange looks...But that's not possible? Is it?' Your thought process stops completely for a couple of moments. Your brain tries to fight it; it tries to convince you that it's all poppycock and couldn't possibly be true. But slowly something inside you, inside your heart, gives in to the belief that is there, belief you haven't felt in a while. "Oh My God, I fancy Jack Frost." Those words didn't mean to escape your mouth, but the realisation of everything just brought you back down to earth. At this point, you notice that it is no longer just You and Sophie in the Ladies loo; Emily, Sophie and Jamie are crowded around you, staring at you desperately. This is embarrassing. "(Name)? Are you ok?" Jamie gently shakes your stiff shoulders "I think she's in shock. Sophie, why the hell did you tell her like that?" Emily hits Sophie in the arm as she continues to stroke your head. "Hey! Well I'm sorry, how was I supposed to know she'd go all Walt Disney and freeze on us?" She crosses her arms and stomps out of the room."Sophie does have a point though Jamie; if she believes in him how come it's such a shock to find out he's real?" she sits beside your silent and still body, wrapping her arm around you and stroking your hair again "And if she didn't believe in him before, how come she could see him?"

"I don't know sweetheart, (Name)? (Name) are you ok?" He shakes you a little more. "I fancy Jack Frost."They both look at each other, then back to you "What did you say honey?" before Emily gets a chance to rush the hair from your eyes you're up on your feet and pacing around the room. "How can that be though? Jack Frost? WHAT?!" Emily approaches you with caution "Are you ok sweetheart? Do you want a drink of water or something?" From behind, she places her hands on your shoulders and slowly pivots you. "I danced with Jack Frost..." Emily smiles at you "Yes my darling you did." You shoot her a look "I checked out Jack Frost!! Do you know how MAD that sounds?!" you brush off her hands and start to pace the room again "Well he is rather gorgeous, so not that mad (Name)." Jamie's head rears up suddenly "Hey!" She sends him an apologetic glance. "AHHH! I need some air, I need to get out." With that outburst you quickly leave Emily and Jamie in the loo and head outside. Once in the midnight air, your body finds a wall and slumps slowly down it, till you make contact with the ground. The cool night air ails your anxiety and helps to bring a bit more clarity to your mind. At that point you close your eyes, allowing yourself to calm down and think a little clearer. "(Name)? Are you alright?" As you hear that voice your eyes shoot open and you scramble to your feet "You... oh no no no, I don't want to talk to you." You point your finger at him as you begin to back up from him. "(Name), I just saw Jamie and he explained. I wanted to make sure you were alright." Jack holds up his hands and slowly makes his way towards you. "You can't be Jack Frost, that's not possible." You continue to back away, not taking your eyes off of him. At that moment your back foot slips at the edge of a stone staircase and you begin to fall. At that moment, Jack's staff come flying into his hands and he hooks you away from the edge and into his arms. "You should look where you're going, you could have been seriously hurt." He is holding you very close, almost imprinting you into his skin. Your head is on his chest and you can hear his heartbeat; hard and very fast. "How did you do that?" You move your head to look up at him, "how did you move so fast?" He gives a slight chuckle "I thought Sophie told you, I'm Jack Frost."

"Hold on, that doesn't necessarily prove you're... who you say you are." You tilt your head and look at him a little suspiciously. "You could just be a really good gymnast or something." Your one last attempt at resisting. "Ok," he leans down to your ear. His breath tickles along your earlobe and neck as he whispers "how about this?" At that moment you feel something cold land on your nose and you begin to look around. Snow begins to softly fall from the sky, only touching the small area around you and Jack. As you witness the beauty that surrounds you, Jack simply watches your expressions, smiling his snow-white smile as he does so. "Believe me now?" As he says this your gaze finds his. You stay there a while, just staring into his crystal clear, hypnotic, blue eyes. As your feelings of wonder, excitement and complete realisation fills your body you throw your arms around Jack's neck and hold onto him like a friend once known and dearly missed. "Oh My God, you really are him. You really are Jack Frost." You both stay there, just cuddling each other in the Summer Snow. Then a thought enters Jacks head, "hang on," he starts to pull back from you "if you really didn't believe in me, how come you can see me?" You look at him puzzled. As you go to reply you find that you have no explanation to give, and you pause a moment. "Do you know what? I actually have no idea then." You look at him and shrug, "maybe on some level I did believe? or it could be...?" you trail off in your thoughts "What? Could be what (Name)?" Jack bends down a little to meet your eyes. "Well, I have always believed in belief itself, strongly." He gives you a rather queer look, so you explain further, "Like, when I hear someone telling someone else that santa isn't real, or the easter bunny doesn't exist, just because they are 'too old' to still be believing in them. That makes my blood boil you know? Because if they want to believe in something, let them." You keep eye contact with him as you rant, "I mean Religion! Religion is purely based on faith and belief, yet we don't all go around saying that you're too old or young or different or... ANYTHING to be believing in God, or Buddha or Muhammad etc. Why should it be any different for childish fantasies? Children are the one last source of pure innocence and wonder, we shouldn't try to take that away from them too!" You notice, as your declaration comes to a close, you have walked away from Jack in a passionate rage and is now facing away from him. You turn to face him again, "Sorry. When I get started on a topic I care about I tend to go off on one." You clutch your arms around yourself and look down at your feet. Jack walks up to you and holds your shoulders, "(Name), I thought that outburst, though a little sudden, was really brilliant."

"It was weird and embarrassing." You mumble, still staring at the ground. "(Name)?" you do not answer him. "(Name)!" he grabs your chin with his right hand and commands you to face him, "I thought that was passionate and showed that you have a pure and caring heart." You look into his beautiful eyes "Really? You don't think it was too 'Miss America' wannabe-ish?" This makes him laugh and he removes his hand from your chin, "Haha, No, I don't. And I have decided; That is the reason you can see me." His hands return to coiling themselves round your waist and pulling you into his body. "Oh good. You're really lovely, hope you know that." You rest your hands on his chest and place your head on your hands, folding yourself into his embrace. "Maybe it was a little sickly." He playfully jeers in reply to your comment, placing his chin on top of your head. You slightly slap him and giggle at his comment, "Sod." As you both stand there, gently swaying, footsteps can be heard from behind you, "Hey (Name)! A lot of the guests are leaving, do you wanna start... Hold on, who are you Pal? What you doing with my sister?" At that moment Alex shoves you away and has Jack up against the wall. "Alex!! No!! Leave Jack alone!!" You start to pound on his back "Oh Jack? You've learnt his name eh? State your interest with my sister boy!" Alex is getting increasingly angry so you squeeze yourself in between them and push Alex off Jack with surprising force. "Alex, listen to me. He's Jamie's best friend, and he's friends with Emily and Sophie too. So leave him alone you stupid Twat!" You turn to Jack behind you "Oh my god, are you ok? I'm so Sorry Jack, I'm so..." Alex gets back on his feet and starts to slur, he's been drinking too, "I saw him touching you." Alex wobbles furiously, pointing his finger at the two of you. "Yes, we were cuddling each other, EACH OTHER Alex!! I was holding him too." You walk over to your older brother and try to hold him still as you talk to him, "He was being the perfect Gentleman Alex, I promise you. We were just talking, then he cuddled me because I got a bit cold. He didn't do anything Lex, I promise." You clasp your arms around your brother in an attempt to hug the anger out of him. Alex holds your face in his hands "(Nickname), (Nickname) (Nickname) (Nickname). I Love you you know, you're my little sister and I will do anything to protect you from harm. I swear this on my life *Hick*" You can smell beer on his breath, but his words still bring a smile to your face "I know Big brother, I know. And I love you too, very much." And with that you give him a very big and loving cuddle, but as you do this he points at Jack and says "I'm watching you m'lad." Then does a finger signal to match. "Oh (Name), almost forgot..."

"What is it Alex?" you say to him as you slowly let go, making sure he doesn't fall. "The guests are leaving so I came out to ask if you want the presents moving now?" He starts to wobble as he says this, eyes blinking furiously as he tries to stay awake. "Oh ok, thank you Alex. Yeah I would like them moved to their designated places please." He nods at you and starts to sway violently as he makes his way back to the party, so you run under his right arm to help him balance. "I don't need help to walk, I'm fine, I'm *Hick* fine." Alex protests. "Oh I know Lex, I'm cold and I need to come with you anyway because I'm the only one who knows where the presents are going, eh?" You lie to your brother, to help his pride and ego stay, remotely, intact. At that moment the weight of Alex seems to lift a bit and you glance across Alex's chest and see Jack, taking the wait of his other arm. "You? Who are you again?"Alex looks at Jack, "I'm Jack, I'm here to help with the moving of the gifts." Alex then starts to slap Jack in the face "Good Lad, good lad, thanks mate." You both carry Alex back and lay him down on one of the sofa's in the hallway before making your way to the now empty hall.
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