Chapter 22

Elsa’s POV

“God, Elsa! I swear everyone will look at you,” Jayson hissed.

“What?” I asked.

“Change!” he said and I walked to my room to change. He’s such a possessive guy. I just wore a tank top and high-waisted shorts and he’s telling me to change? Now, I changed to my black jeggings with a gray muscle tee.

“That’s better,” he said.

“Come on, big guy.” I walked out and he followed me. Now we’re going to SeaWorld, I’m so excited about this. Last time I was there with Chance.

“Wanna grab some breakfast first?” Jayson asked as we entered his car.

“Sure, what do you want?” I asked.

“McDonalds?”

“Good idea!” I put my seatbelt on and he drove away.

“I want cheeseburger, okay?” I added and he nodded. I turned on the radio and Stitches by Shawn Mendes was playing.

“You watch me bleeding till I can’t breathe, watch me falling onto my knees,” Jayson sang and I laughed.

“What?”

“Your face is hilario