Authors Note: I don't own Hey Arnold… I wish I did…In my fan fiction everyone is 22 years old and my two main characters(AxH) live in NYC but they don't live together…just read my story you'll understand =)

Nostalgic Memories down by the "N' train

Helga's POV "Early Morning" time 6:30am

Helga is suddenly awakened by her annoying alarm clock; she slowly gets up from her bed and looks at the time… "Oh crimey, I'm going to be late if I don't hurry up". Helga was 22 years old. She left Hillwood after she graduated from college and decided to move away to NYC. She was a journalist for the New York Times and aside from that she started to publish some poetry books of her own. Helga in this point of her life seemed to go fairly well… the only thing she was missing was well a certain football headed boy that still linger in her heart. It has been 5 years since she last seen him. That was during their High School graduation. Pretty much back then she was still the same old Helga who LOVED to bother poor Arnold. She unfortunately never got the guts to tell Arnold her feelings or beside that show him the real Helga; the gentle, loving side of her. During one summer day Helga marched right up to Arnold's house and attempted to finally come out with the truth about her feelings …until Arnold's grandfather "Phil " informed the "girl with the one eye brow" that Arnold left right after graduation in search of his parents. Helga was devastated… and since then she has never heard or spoken to Arnold but the love she had for her football headed boy was still there kept locked deep within her heart… The one person she definitely keeps contact with was Phoebe; who still lives in Hillwood and is currently engaged with Gerald…. Everything seem to go well for her best friend …Inside Helga couldn't help but feel a bit jealous …and wish that deep down it could have been Her and Arnold planning their wedding. Helga completely changed when she started college. Her long blond hair cascades down to her shoulders. She also plucked that hideous unibrow to complement her sapphire eyes. She still loves the color pink so her dress attire has hints of pink. Today she was wearing a nice grey pencil skirt with a pink blouse with a black vest. She put on a pair of black high heel shoes. Her makeup wasn't heavy. She preferred more of a natural look. As Helga left her one bedroom apartment in Astoria, Queens, she rushes towards the train station. Today she had an important meeting with the editor in chief of the New York Times. She had no time to waste. Helga grabbed a quick cup of coffee at Starbucks and went running up to the stairs hoping the train hasn't left. When she got into the train cart she found an available seat and sat down, and played her mp3. The train started to move. Helga was smiling and said in triumph, "pshhh, I made it." then she opened her journal and began to write.

In her mind: Wow, what a morning. I could of swore I was going to be late since I couldn't find a clean suit and then my shoes were missing and it seemed like mission impossible just trying to find them. Criminy, I hate it when I misplace my items. Next week it's going to be Phoebe's wedding so I'm bound to head back to Hillwood. I wonder if Arnold is Gerald's best man… I hope so; I really want to see him. It's been so long…..

Arnold's POVtime 6:30 a.m.

Arnold awakes from his deep slumber as his old alarm clock that calls him went off. He disconnects one of the running wires from the potatoes and rises from his bed. He opens his curtains… "Wow what a lovely spring day." Arnold found his parents when he left Hillwood. It wasn't hard since his father left him a map from the journal. His parents were with the green eyed people, helping them. When Arnold found them it was the greatest moment of reconciliation. He lived in San Lorenzo for 4 years but decided to head back to the states to finish school. He applied to graduate school from NYC. The university he got into was NYU. At first it was hard for Arnold to leave his parents but he knew he had to do this for himself. His parents were just happy to see their boy growing up to the man they wanted him to be. Arnold's love life was pretty bad. He got over Lila when he left to college. The only girl he had in mind for some strange reason was Helga. Things weren't the same for him when he left her; there was no one to bully him. Arnold changed from his old self. He got rid of his small blue hat; he combed his hair back and grew very tall with broad shoulders. He still had that adorable baby smile and those memorizing emerald eyes. Today he had class early in the morning. Arnold took a quick shower, changed into a nice dress shirt with fade jeans and black shoes. He rushed up the train station at 30th Ave. he was at the platform and caught up with the N train.

Helga's POV

"NEXT STOP, 30TH AVE." the MTA announcer said in the loud speaker. Helga kept thinking about her foot ball headed boy and started to day dream…

Phoebe's wedding

Helga and Arnold are holding hands as they make their way to the front of the church, both smiling and turn towards the entrance for Phoebe to come out. Arnold is next to Gerald. As Phoebe enters everyone looks at her. The wedding march began and slowly yet gracefully the bride-to-be approaches with her beautiful white dress, the veil concealing those mysterious eyes. Once Phoebe reaches the front of the church, Gerald and Phoebe look at each other, taking in the moment. Helga stares at Arnold, he couldn't help but blush… and she started to blush…

"30th AVE. PLEASE STEP IN, DON'T HOLD THE DOORS. THANK YOU. NEXT STOP 36TH AVE."

In the train

Arnold enters the train and quickly finds a seat before anyone else took it from him. He sat down and watched as everyone else enter the train. His phone suddenly rings and he answers it. Gerald was at the other end of the call.

Arnold: Hello?

Gerald: Arnold…

Arnold: Gerald? Is it you?

Gerald: Yeah man, long time no see. How's it been?

Arnold: Hey Gerald. I'm good. How are you?

Gerald: Couldn't be any better. I have good news.

Arnold: what is it?

Gerald: I am engaged. I'm getting married soon!

Arnold: Wow, really. Who's the lucky girl?

Gerald: Phoebe. We were going out for a couple years, and I decided that maybe it was time. My pops gave me the ring that he gave to my mother; it was a good father-son thing. Anyways, did you find you parents?

Arnold: Yeah, we caught up in San Lorenzo. I was there for a couple of years but I'm here in New York. I'm currently in NYU.

Gerald: Damn man, you're doing well. Hey man I need you. I was hoping you could be my best man. I'm getting married next week and I hope you can be there for me.

Arnold: Anything for my best friend. Do you still live in Hillwood?

Gerald: Yeah, where we grew up. Just like old times.

Arnold: (chuckles)… yeah just like old times.

Gerald: (someone else whispers to him) Hey man I got to go. Phoebe and I are going to talk with her parents in breakfast. Hopefully I can impress them.

Arnold: okay. I'll see you soon. Bye. (hangs up)

A few stops pass and Helga sips her coffee. She was getting ready to leave. Someone accidently bumps into her and she spills all over the floor. "Damn it!" She stands up and wipes the hot coffee off her vest. Arnold glimpse and spots this beautiful woman and is mesmerized. He stares at her for a while and is snapped back to reality. "LEXINGOTN AVE. PLEASE WATCH YOUR STEP." Helga rushes out the door as many others enter. She left her journal at her seat. Arnold walks up to it and picks it up. The initials read H.G.P. The first name that came to mind was Helga G. Pataki. He opened the journal and saw the name Hilda G. Paterson. He sighed in disappointment but he still wanted to meet this stunning young blonde. Throughout his day he couldn't help but think if he will ever meet her again.

To be continued…..

I want to thank my bro for helping me out he's the best =)