The neighbor next door

by RocketLove755

Having a neighbor can be a good thing or a bad thing to some people. Helga a nice, sweet girl and Arnold a boy with strange personalities that can make anyone go crazy must learn to live next to each other which can take some time getting used to. Will love happen? or Will they wind up killing each other before a relationship can pursue?

1. Chapter 1

The neighbor next door

So this is my first story I ever wrote in my life. But I always had an idea in my head about writing one so I did. I hope you guys like!

Inspiration from blurred by fuzzySlippers1005

Disclaimer: I own nothing from hey arnold I wish.

Chapter 1

I woke up to the sound of pounding on my wall.

"What the fuck" I said

I look at my phone next to me for the time. It's honestly too early for people to be doing this in 9 in the morning. Yea I have a hangover, so this pounding and my headache is not a good combination. I get up from my bed and look at myself in the mirror. The bags under my eyes are showing my blond hair sticking out everywhere, this 22 year old needs to get his life together now... Well maybe next week... wait I said that last week and look where I am.

I throw on my sweats and leave my apartment to give this neighbor a piece of mind.

I pound on the door that says 118A.

But who opens up the door makes my headache and hangover disappear. She is beautiful, her blond hair in a high ponytail, curves all in the right places, and her blue eyes stand out in the light. I was standing there in my own thoughts about her I didn't even know she was speaking to me.

"Yes can I help you?" she said

"Yea, you can stop making so much noise in the goddamn morning" I said

Her face scrunched up to me speaking. Yea I have a colorful language so what.

"No need to be rude but I just moved in and I'm trying to get myself settled so sorry if I'm making so much noise" she said

"Yea whatever just try to be quieter" I said and walked up back to my apartment, leaving her with her mouth open wide. She better get herself used to me.

I didn't even catch her name. Oh well. Maybe if I was nicer she would have told me. But who needs to be nice, I'm way past the point of being nice I just don't give a shit about people anymore.

I walk to the bathroom to get myself ready for the day. No sense going back to bed now.

As I'm taking a shower I can't stop thinking about that blond haired beauty.

But I never think about girls like this like I do with her. I usually just sleep with them and that's it. But something draws her to me and I don't know what it is.

"Arnold get yourself together and forget about her" I said aloud

" But damn I got to talk to her again"

Yea so hopefully this concept is ok. Sorry it's so short but I wanted to get the idea out first. In the next few chapters things will start making some sense lol and characters will be explained. So review, tell me anything I need to fix or do to make this fanfic flow in the right direction.