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"Alex?!"
"Wow, fancy meeting you here. It's a nice day, right?" Alex put on a huge smile and walked in front of Helga.
"Yeah, I guess it is."
"Though I heard it was going to rain, do you need a ride home for that?"
"O-oh, no, thank you. I actually like walking in the rain."
"Really? So do I, I find it peaceful and sometimes even romantic."
"Y…yeah, me too." Helga shifted uncomfortably and placed the paper back to her side, away from sight.
"What ya got there?"
"…where."
"Their, behind your back." Alex chuckled and shifted to the side she had the bag at.
"It's nothing that concerns you."
"…Yeah, I guess you're right. My apologies." Helga hadn't noticed before but it felt foreign to see Alex in such casual attire. He wore a red plaid dress shirt and jeans.
"I'm not going to bite just because I'm wearing a different set of clothes you know. I'm more than a doctor, I'm also a very handsome nice dressed human being who loves walking in the rain and talking to beautiful woman at parks."
"I can see that." Helga blushed from him noticing her ogling.
"So have you ever thought about that cup of coffee? It's still on the table you know."
"Well if it's still on the table I bet its pretty cold now, and as much as I like cold coffee I again refuse you're date offe—"
"Oh no! It's not a date; it's more of a…get to know each other outing."
Helga stood up with hands behind her back holding the paper bag after noticing the sky turning a mucky bluish-grey.
"I better get going soon, Arnold, my fiancé, is expecting me at home."
"I'm free tomorrow, you?"
"Unfortunately, I am. And unfortunately for you I don't plan on going out tomorrow."
"Come on, please? Tops, it would probably only be like a half an hour."
"…Why are you trying so hard?"
"What?"
"I mean…" Helga shifted her feet and looked at the ground. "Why are you giving me so much attention? How many girls do you do this with exactly?"
"Honestly, after my wife left me I rarely had time for anyone, I tried my best to keep myself busy and after four years of divorce I still can't seem to make a connection with anyone."
"You don't even know me."
"On the contrary I kind of do. You're anonymous, aren't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Helga averted her eyes.
"Don't lie, I've read all of your books. Their incredible." He laughed in excitement.
"How could you know that? I-I don't put my name on my books, and I'm not even that popular."
"Yes I know that but on every book you have you sign anonymous in the back."
"Your point?"
"When I went to check it out I also noticed how you curve your letters the same way you wrote anonymous when you signed the papers for your fiancés release. I gotta say I tried keeping my composure the first time I met you but… I'm you're biggest fan!" He smiled wide and even blushed himself. This is what surprised Helga, such a confident man, a handsome man telling her that he was her biggest fan.
"Look… I'm flattered but…I'm sorry I wasn't what you were expecting."
"On the contrary you were exactly what I was expecting. You're guarded but caring; you're loving and classy, and very beautiful. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to scare you, I swear. It's just…your books speak to me, they really do. The plots are fanatical, the concept and composure of your writing is to die for and the characters are real. You're amazing."
"You seem like a nice guy but I'm not sure that it's a good Idea I talk to you, I just—"
"Wait!" He said it so desperately it made Helga jolt her shoulders in surprise. "O-oh, I'm sorry. I must…sound so…crazy right now! I'm sorry for bothering you, I really am, I just…" Suddenly he tripped on his own feet and landed on the sidewalk. "This is just so embarrassing." He brushed his hair back and closed his eyes tight.
"Mhhm…pfft hahahaha." Helga held her stomach and her shoulders shook.
"Knock it off, I learned my lesson." He frowned and blushed deep.
"Ahahaha, you're acting like a kid. How old are you, twelve?" She struggled to breath and grasped her mouth to stop her laughing that could be heard miles away.
"Actually I'm twenty-eight, thanks for the self-confidence." He got up slowly and dusted himself off.
"Well, if you are done laughing at me i—"
"Pfft haha, hold on! Ok, I'm good…"
"…"
"...pfft hahahaha."
"…Yeah, I guess you're right. You're not the person I thought you were." He turned to leave and even though Helga wanted him gone in the first place she grabbed his hand with the hand she wasn't holding the paper bag and stopped him.
"W-wait."
"What is it, want to laugh at me some more?"
"N-no, please. I'm… I'm sorry." Helga let go of his hand and put it back behind her back.
"Then…as an apology, will you go out for coffee with me?"
"Well you jump back quick." Helga stated and placed one hand on her hip.
"I swear, it won't be a date. It would be an honor to get to know the artist beyond the writer."
"Uh…Alex i—"
"Wait! Don't answer now, hopefully you still have my number right? Think about it."
"I don't know. Look, I gotta get going, ok?"
"…yeah."
"yeah."
"…Oh! Wait! Could you please…here." He handed her a book he grabbed out of his suit case.
"You actually have a copy of this? I wrote this, like, in college, it wasn't even a good seller."
"It's my favorite. It was hard to find but I found it. Please, if this is the last time I get to see my role model, as a parting gift would you please sign this?"
"But, I'm an anonymous writer, I just can't—"
"Please! It would mean the world to me!" he pleaded and grasped his hands together.
"…you show anyone this I swear I will—"
"No worries! I don't have any family to show it to…besides my brother who doesn't care the slightest about fine literature."
"You're brother…is you're only family?"
"My mother died when I was a very young age and I never knew my father. I was raised by my grandfather and I loved him very much. After he died it really was devastating but, well, you can't push yourself forever."
"I'm…so sorry."
"Don't be, I'm sorry I told you something so personal, I guess it just kind of slipped. I really am not myself right now."
"…Goodbye Alex."
"Oh! Goodbye." Helga handed him the book with her signature and walked off. She turned back before crossing the street and was heartbroken to see a man so down on his luck.
"Helga!" Helga heard her name from a distance and turned around towards the source.
"Arnold! What are you doing? You can't be out here like this, you're in a wheelchair!"
"Well you're not well and you need to get some rest. What were you thinking? It's dangerous to be walking home at this time too."
"My, my Arnold, someone sounds worried about me."
"I…I am not. You're my responsibility now and you're in my care, so, get on."
"What? Get on what?"
"My lap." Helga blushed deep and eyed him suspiciously.
"Are you crazy, I'm not going to sit on your lap, you could get hurt."
"I'll be fine but I gave you an order now sit!"
"You can't tell me what to do!" Helga would be lying if she said she wasn't the slightest intrigued by the forceful side of Arnold.
"On! Now!" Arnold grabbed Helga's arm and pulled her to him.
"A-ARNOLD!" Helga struggled on his lap and blushed even deeper than before. "This is so embarrassing!" Helga shifted on him to get off but stopped suddenly to the sound of a hiss from Arnold.
"fss! Ah!"
"What? Are you ok?"
"I'm fine, just don't move! It hurts."
"Then let me off! This is incredibly weird."
"You are not going to walk in your condition."
"I'm not even that sick! I'm getting off."
"Ahh!" Helga then again stopped in her movement and didn't move a muscle after yet another crying sound of pain coming from Arnold.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't…"
"Its fine, just don't move." This time Helga didn't dare to. Even though she could die of embarrassment at all the eyes looking at the woman on top of a crippled guys lap she would rather do that then see Arnold get hurt.
"By the way, what's in the bag." Arnold said mostly out of making conversation and not much out of curiosity.
"Oh! It's…a present. For Pheebs."
"What is it?"
"It's a secret."
"Well I won't tell." Arnold reached for the back but Helga pulled away.
"Ahh!"
"Oh, Arnold! I didn't mean to—"
"Gotchya!"
"Hey!" Arnold grabbed the bag away from her as she was distracted.
"Wha…you little faker! Give that back!" Helga said in a panic but she was too late.
"…Helga. What's this?"
"Uh…"
"You know bens like way too old for this right?"
"Um…yeah, I guess you're right."
"And It says Daddy's baby but you said it was for Phoebe."
"A-and Gerald!" Helga grabbed the footie back and placed it away from him.
"Well you're not the best gift shopper, are you?"
"…That's right." Man he's so dence, score! Helga thought relieved.
"Well we're here, you can get off now."
"Um, Arnold. How are you going to get upstairs?"
"…Crap, I didn't think this through."
"No, no you didn't." Helga said smugly.
"I'll call Gerald."
"Good idea." Helga rolled her eyes.
"…its ringing…Gerald? Hello? Hey, its Arnold. Can you come by and…hello? Gerald, I need your help…well can you tell Phoebe its an emergency?...i need your help getting upstairs again…an hour? Why?...ok! ok! I don't need to hear the details." Arnold hung up the phone in a fluster.
"Well?" Helga said, a little irritated.
"He said it will be an hour."
"Why an hour?"
"He's busy right now." Arnold rubbed the back of his neck.
"Busy? With what?"
"Gerald and Phoebe are having some alone time." Arnold said uncomfortably.
"Oh…oh! Ew! Well what now?"
"I don't know, I guess we'll just have to wait."
"Screw that, let's go out."
"But you're sick!"
"And you're crippled! Who cares, let's just go out. Your jobs to feed my anyways right?"
"Well…"
"Great! I know just the place."
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"It's this way."
"On!" Arnold pointed towards his lap.
"Huh? Are you serious Arnold? I have legs and I can walk."
"On or we aren't going anywhere." Arnold showed determination in his voice and it made Helga shiver.
"You know Arnold if you were this forceful before the accident I wouldn't totally hate it."
"…Knock it off!" Arnold blushed.
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