Chapter 14: Maybe I Am?
Boarding House
Just as he suspected, Arnold didn't get much sleep. He spent the night worrying not only about where he had left the book, but about who might have seen it. While he was worried about Helga's reaction, he also prayed she was the one who had grabbed it. Only one way to find out…
Arnold's Kitchen
"Who wants omelets?!" Olga asked eagerly, having gotten up early to prepare the special breakfast.
"Right here! Don't be stingy!" Phil said, anxiously grabbing the mouth watering meal.
Arnold then walked in to see Helga wasn't joining everyone else for breakfast.
"Morning shortman!" Phil exclaimed, still staring at his plate.
"Hey grandpa. Has anyone seen Helga?"
"Baby sister asked me for some money so she could run to the store for something!" Olga replied excitedly.
Arnold found that to be a bit suspicious, seeing as how Helga wasn't one to enjoy shopping. Maybe she just wanted to buy a wrestling magazine.
The Corner Store
"Eurika!"
Helga was wondering the aisles of The Corner Store until she at last came across the hair care products. When she found her beloved's sweet scented shampoo, she wasted no time grabbing three or four bottles of it.
As the ecstatic girl was standing in line, holding her merchandise tight, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Helga turned to see a familiar face and said "Oh hey doc."
"Hello Helga. How have you been?" Dr. Bliss wondered.
"Okay I guess." she replied, doing her best to shrug her shoulders, while she held onto the shampoo.
"How are things with Arnold?"
Her eyes lit with fear, unsure of what to say. While it was great they were spending time together, Arnold still hadn't made up his mind about how he felt about her yet.
"They're okay I guess."
The caring psychologist could sense something was troubling her previous patient and replied "You can always come talk to me when you need to."
A small smile began to form on the young girl's face as she replied "Thanks, but I think I'll be okay."
The Park
As long as Helga was busy shopping, Arnold assumed this would be the perfect time to run to the park and see if her book was still there. When he made it to the bench the two of them had been sitting at, he came to find the book was long gone. Arnold stood there with a devastated look, not knowing who could have picked it up.
Just as he was turning around to head back to the boarding house, he bumped into an unexpected face...
"ARNIE?!"
The plain boy snorted at his cousin's overwhelming reaction and replied "Hey."
Arnold remained wide eyed at who he had suddenly run into and asked "What are you doing here?!"
"My parents got a call that your parents are alive. Your mom invited us to stay with you guys for the weekend." he snorted at his cousin.
Arnold smacked his face in frustration. Now was definitely not the time to be dealing with this. What with Helga and her family living with him, while dealing with the stress of her family's business developing, Arnie didn't need to be brought into the picture.
"Fine. I have to go." Arnold sighed, walking past his cousin.
The Boarding House
"It's great to see you all again!" Stella said, hugging her brother excitedly.
"Thanks. We're so glad you two are alright!" Jason exclaimed.
"I'm afraid we're short on rooms right now. You'll have to stay in the basement." Stella informed them, while a grumpy look formed on Phil's face "They better not touch my extra bathroom."
The family then turned to hear the front door opening. An anxious look formed on Stella's face, hoping it was who she thought it was.
When Arnold walked into the room, she readily grabbed him and said "Look who's here sweetie!"
The blonde boy waved unenthusiastically and replied "Uhh yeah. I ran into Arnie at the park."
"I'm sure that was fun." Phil mumbled, sitting at the table.
"Why don't we all go out for lunch when Arnie gets back?" Miles suggested.
Arnold didn't hesitate to pull away from his mother as he said "Thanks, but I just came by to get my baseball glove. I'm going to meet Gerald."
"Okay, have fun son." Miles told him, while watching Arnold quickly race out of the room.
Gerald Field
"Mm, mm, mmm! First you can't explain your feelings. Now you have to keep your weird relative away from her while you figure out how to do it."
"I don't know what to do. I can tell she's losing her patience with me."
"Well bringing your creepy cousin into the picture sure isn't going to help with that."
"Gerald…"
"Okay, okay. Just warn her he's coming. He'll only be here two days." Gerald reminded him, hoping to comfort his friend.
Arnold was about to toss the ball back, thinking it may not be as bad as it seemed when he heard something fall beside him.
He looked down to see a bunch of shampoo bottles circling his feet as he turned around, then looked up to see a stunned friend who couldn't help but overhear the conversation.
Arnold gulped at the sight of her; this was not how he wanted her to find out. Especially since he had planned to take her out that night.
"Helga! Umm...I was looking for you this morning."
"You better not have said what I thought I heard you say." the vexed girl snapped.
"You mean the news about his crazy relative? Your ears don't deceive you." Gerald assured her wittily.
Arnold rolled his eyes at the remark, while Helga continued to glare at the troubled boy in front of her.
"I'm really sorry Helga. I promise he won't be here long."
Helga clenched her fists at her sides in frustration. She knew there was nothing he could do about it, and yelling at him certainly wasn't going to speed up his decision on how strong his feelings for her were.
"Fine." she said, in the calmest voice she could manage.
Arnold watched her march away without caring to pick up the shampoo. Gerald walked up to his friend who he could see was carrying the same guilty expression he always did when he wasn't capable of fixing a problem.
"She'll get over it man. Just give her some time to cool down."
"I guess." the blonde boy sighed, as he bent down to pick up the sweet scented hair products.
Rhonda's House
"I cannot believe they did this to me! If they plan on seeing me at the opening, they are sorely mistaken!" the snobbish girl complained to her friend.
"You know Rhonda, Helga's family's been going through a tough time the past year. Even if you don't plan on buying something, you could still show up to support her." Nadine suggested.
Rhonda crossed her arms at the unamusing suggestion and whined "Why on earth would I care to do that? What has she done to help me? Every day I listen to her complain about my tasteful outerwear opinions that everyone should be more than grateful for!"
Nadine shook her head, tempted to point out her friend was no better. Every day she criticized Helga for what she decided to wear, because it didn't seem up to date.
"Even if Johnny's going to be at the store, that's not the purpose of everyone showing up. It would be nice if you could for once show everyone fashion isn't the only thing you care about." Nadine said frustratedly, as she stood to leave the room.
Rhonda didn't appreciate the accusation, but wasn't going to let that change her opinion of herself. As far as she was concerned, she had nothing to feel bad about. She was the one who had been led on to think she would be included in the show.
Hillwood Medical Center
"Young lady, you have to make an appointment to see Dr. Bliss."
"Fine! When's her next available time?"
"Let's see, we have…"
While Helga waited impatiently for the receptionist to look up the times Dr. Bliss would be available, she heard someone leaving the office.
"Take care now!"
Helga looked over just in time to see the psychologist following her patient out into the hallway to schedule a new appointment.
"Helga! What brings you here?" Dr. Bliss asked, already knowing it must have something to do with Arnold.
"Oh, I just thought I'd come see how you were doing. Hehe." the nervous girl tugged at her collar.
"Well, I was going to get lunch, but I think it can wait. Why don't you come back and have a seat with me." the caring lady suggested.
The Boarding House
Gerald followed his friend back to what was now the overly crowded house and said "Good luck man. Don't worry, she'll come back."
"Thanks. You want to come in for awhile?"
"Your cousin in there?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"I don't know. Probably." Arnold shrugged his shoulders, still holding the shampoo.
"Later man."
Hillwood Medical Center
"It's nice to see you again Helga. I'm sure you're excited about being so close with Arnold now." Dr. Bliss assumed, while Helga began to rub her neck.
"Actually, I don't know."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we went on a trip to San Lorenzo to save his parents. After I won him the trip, helped him find them, and saved them from some crazy sleeping sickness...he kissed me." Helga gulped, not liking the idea of revealing intimate information.
Just as Arnold would, Dr. Bliss smiled at the thought of Helga opening up to her and said "I can only imagine how happy that must have made you."
"Well at first I thought I had to be dreaming. Then when I realized it was all real, I thought he just did it to thank me. Finally, I felt even if he did have some feelings for me, there was no way they'd ever be as strong as the ones I have for him."
"And is that how you still feel?" the intrigued psychologist asked.
Helga sighed, twiddling her thumbs nervously "That's just it. I've been waiting as patiently as I can for him to decide how he feels about me. Heck! I've gone so far as to let him read my personal journals with my most intimate guarded thoughts about him!"
Arnold's Room
After not caring to catch up with his relatives who were talking in the dining room with the rest of his family, Arnold headed upstairs to think. He laid across his bed with his arms folded behind his head, wondering where Helga could have gone to. There was a good chance she was with Phoebe. Even if he called to check, she had lied about not being there the last time he tried to find her.
Not only was he unaware of her whereabouts, he still hadn't found her poetry book. The sad boy then sat up to stare at the box he had brought back from The Beeper Emporium. Even though it didn't excuse the fact he had lost the other one, there were still plenty more for him to read.
Hillwood Medical Center
"Just telling him the truth was a substantial step. I didn't get to spend much time talking to your class, but from what I've learned, Arnold's not nearly as passionate as you are. Therefore, if his feelings are as strong as yours, it's still going to take him some time to realize it."
"I don't know if they are or not though?! I thought if I ever was brave enough to reveal my feelings for him, he would either accept or reject them right away. I didn't expect to have to be tormented waiting for an answer, like I was when I waited to find out when I would have the strength to reveal my feelings for him. Criminy!" Helga scowled, standing from the couch.
"Well, have there been times he's implied his feelings are stronger for you than they normally seem to be?"
Helga stopped to think a moment. Arnold seemed to show his feelings for her the easiest when she was willing to show how much she needed his help. Perhaps it was because it made him feel appreciated; the complete opposite of how her reputation implied she felt about him.
Arnold's Room
Arnold was rummaging through his friend's box of written work when he finally decided on a book. It was a small one that seemed similar to the pink book he had lost, only this one was purple.
The lonely boy leaned against his pillow, as he opened the first page of the book….
Weird Cousin
Seeing you with her once again
Wishing she was more than a friend
Wanting to change the way things were
All so you could end up with her
Jealousy got the best of you
When your cousin stole her from you
That was my chance to show my face
To take Little Miss Perfect's place
Standing by your side every day
Flirting with you in every way
Not caring how you even felt
Being near you made my heart melt
As he read the poem, Arnold thought back to the day Arnie visited P.S.118. He recalled how jealous he was when he saw his cousin with the girl he liked...and Lila wasn't even his girlfriend. Ever since San Lorenzo, he had been learning more and more how jealous Helga was every time he seemed to express feelings for someone other than her...and he wasn't even her boyfriend.
Hillwood Medical Center
"I know he's just being his normal goody two shoes self by taking things slow. He always has to do the right thing." Helga huffed, crossing her arms at the idea. It was as admirable as it was frustrating.
Dr. Bliss did her best to hold back her laugh, knowing how much quicker girls developed emotionally than boys. She understood her patient's frustration.
"Have you thought about making a thoughtful gesture?" Dr. Bliss asked, while her patient cocked her brow.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's clear to him you love him. He needs something to remind him why he may feel the way he does about you. Finding his parents was an extraordinary thing to do. It showed him how brave and caring you are. Remaining his friend all these years (despite your negative behavior) showed him how loyal you are. Allowing him to read your written work about him has proven you are actually a sensitive person, and capable of being less secretive. Now that you've come to the conclusion he opens up to you easiest when you show your appreciation for him, find a way to prove it. Do it in a way that won't make him second guess either of your feelings."
Helga let out a deep sigh, staring at the floor. What more could she do? As her helpful therapist had just listed, she already found Arnold's parents, was becoming a better friend, and sharing her secrets with him. Her biggest secret nonetheless.
Arnold's Room
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Come in." Arnold said, setting his book aside. He anxiously sat up when he saw his eccentric relative entering the room.
"Oh hey Arnie." Arnold sighed, rubbing his neck.
The dull boy snorted at his cousin's greeting and asked "Where's Helga?"
Arnold raised an eyebrow at the question. While he knew his cousin was no longer interested in Lila, he hadn't mentioned taking any special interest in Helga.
"I don't know. Why?"
"Because I love her." he said bluntly, making Arnold's eyes widen with fear.
"Excuse me?!"
"Didn't she tell you? I broke up with Lila to be with her." Arnie explained, watching Arnold throw his face into his hands. He knew Arnie got on Helga's nerves, but never suspected that to be the reason. He got on everybody's nerves.
Watching his cousin rub his eyes in frustration, Arnie added "It's true. I told her we should spend every waking minute together. I told her about myself. How I like gum, lint, reading food packages. She was speechless."
Listening to this was beginning to make Arnold sick to his stomach. It drove him crazy watching Lila with Arnie. Every moment they spent together made him want to scream. Now he noticed a new feeling occuring. The idea of his cousin being with Helga not only angered him, but scared him. It was like Arnie was trying to take away something that belonged to him. How could he feel that way though when they weren't in a relationship?
Walk
Having enjoyed her session with Dr. Bliss, being able to get the stress of her emotions off her chest, Helga wandered back to the boarding house. Along the way, she tried thinking to herself about what she may be able to do to show her appreciation for Arnold.
After their talk in the park, it would have to be something to prove she wasn't afraid to express her feelings for him in front of anyone. He had read poem after poem of her describing how many wonderful traits she felt he possessed. If he was ever going to believe it, she couldn't continue being afraid to show it in front of others.
Helga then approached the boarding house to see an oddly shaped headed boy waiting outside.
"Snort. Hey Helga."
"Oh brother." she sighed, watching her friend's creepy cousin stand to greet her.
"I've missed you." Arnie said in a monotone voice.
"Yeah well, I didn't miss you. Now move it bucko!" the angry girl scowled, shoving the odd boy aside.
Arnold's Room
Arnold sat on his bed, continuing to flip through the pages of the new book. His mind wasn't as easily focused however, now that he knew about his cousin's feelings for Helga.
The concerned boy looked up from the book when he noticed his door knob turning. He set it aside, letting out a deep sigh, assuming it would be Arnie coming in.
"Helga! You're back!" he exclaimed, seeing her walking inside.
"Well it's not like I live here now or anything." she scoffed, taking a seat beside him on the bed.
Arnold smiled, taking her hand in his. It filled his mind with relief to know that the idea of his weird relative being there wasn't going to keep her away. There was something he had to find out however.
"Hey Helga..."
"Yeah?" she asked, cocking her brow.
"Arnie said he told you he loves you the last time he visited." the blonde boy hesitantly reminded her.
"Pttss...yeah. I don't know what made him think I'd ever be interested in a dweeb like him?"
Arnold let out a sigh of relief, while continuing to hold her hand.
Helga not only heard him, but noticed him loosening his grip and asked "You didn't seriously think I liked him did you?"
Arnold rubbed the back of his neck, realizing it may have been stupid to suspect such a thing. It was just such a terrible thought. Arnie and Helga? The girl who found his parents, helped him save the neighborhood, and who he was finding out day by day did countless other incredible things...with Arnie? The more he thought about it, the sicker it made him.
"I guess not. I just had to ask."
"You could give me a little more credit football head." she pointed out, tempted to take her hand back.
"I'm sorry. You didn't like seeing me with Lila, Ruth, or anyone else you thought I may have feelings for. I guess I started to feel the same way when he said he told you he loved you."
Helga felt her heart pounding at these words. Was he actually admitting the idea of seeing her with someone else made him jealous?
"Uhh don't be sorry. You can't always help the way you feel about people." she said nervously, wishing he'd say something encouraging.
"Yeah, well it was still really strange."
Helga cocked her brow at the statement. That could have meant a multitude of things.
"How was it strange?"
Arnold didn't know how to explain it without making it sound like he already thought of her as his girlfriend. Maybe he did, and was just afraid to label it.
"Well, when he told me everything he said to you in the cafeteria, it made me picture him next to you. Talking to you like you're his girlfriend. I just...just didn't like it."
Helga swooned, thinking back to the week she had tried to make Arnold jealous with another boy. Her plan completely backfired when Stinky ended up being the one to fall for her. At last, Arnold was feeling jealous of someone possessing any feelings for her, even if he still wasn't ready to call her his girlfriend.
"Gee if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a little jealous football head." she smirked while sending him a flirtatious grin.
Arnold blushed heavily, feeling as though he had just cornered himself. Whether or not he actually believed his cousin, he had to get some confirmation to undo the terrible knot in his stomach that had formed from that unpleasant thought.
"Well maybe…" he stuttered, lacing their fingers together.
A soft expression formed on Helga's face as she continued to gaze into her beloved's emerald eyes. Feeling him caress her hand with his thumb, she watched him lean closer to run his fingers through her silky blonde hair.
As he moved closer to her, she noticed a new book behind him and said "Finished with the other one already?"
"Huh?"
After watching his friend gesture behind him, Arnold looked to see she was pointing at the purple book he had been reading.
"Oh, actually, I…" he stuttered, realizing he still hadn't told Helga he lost the other one. He could only hope she'd be as forgiving about it as she was about Arnie.
"What is it football head?"
"I must have left the other one at the park by mistake yesterday. I went back to search for it this morning, but it wasn't there." he said upsettingly.
Helga's heart began to race at the thought of someone reading it. What would people think of her? Then she remembered Dr. Bliss saying she would have to do something to remind Arnold how much he means to her. Blowing up at him about someone knowing how much he means to her wasn't going to help move his feelings for her along.
Letting out a deep sigh, Helga stared at her friend and said "Well, good thing you've got a whole box of them to read. Don't be a football head and lose those too."
A wide smile formed on Arnold's face. His friend's forgiving words brought a substantial amount of joy to his heart. Without thinking, he pulled Helga close to kiss her. Holding her face in his hands, he firmly pressed his lips against hers, relieved everything had worked out that day.
Although it was obvious Helga would never leave him for Arnie, the idea not only made him jealous, but took him back to his thoughts about protecting her. The thought of her needing him time and time again, without him being able to help her was aggravating.
Helga felt him not only shove his tongue in her mouth, but laying down on top of her. She was astonished by his new attitude. One minute he was too shy to admit his feelings. The next he wasn't hesitating to show them.
She began to lift her hands to rest on his shoulders, but was stopped. Arnold sensed her moving while he continued kissing her, and reached over to grab her hands, pinning them back against her head.
Helga's heart began to pound as she laid there, feeling her beloved on top of her, expressing what she hoped were the same feelings she had always possessed. Arnold felt himself moving up and down against her heavily breathing chest, realizing how worked up he had gotten. It wasn't intentional. Again it didn't seem right to push things as far as he was. The thought of anyone coming between them was just unbearable.
He began swirling his tongue in all different directions of her mouth, until he finally listened to her let out an intense moan. The overwhelmed boy began tilting his head, hoping to get a better leverage. It did not work out in his favor however…
Arnold opened his eyes after doing so to see an unwanted face standing near him.
"ARNIE?!"
"Hey." the tedious boy snorted, having gotten a front row seat to his cousin's romantic outburst.
"AHHHHH!" Helga screamed in bewilderment, while doing her best to sit up.
"What are you doing in here?!" Arnold insisted on knowing, as Helga pushed herself as far back on the bed, away from the creepy boy as possible.
"Dinner's ready." he replied bluntly.
Arnold looked over at Helga who didn't seem concerned about her stomach. Even if she had been, he was willing to bet someone had just made her lose her appetite.
"Okay. Thanks Arnie." Arnold sighed, walking his cousin out of the room.
Arnold turned towards the bed to see Helga pinching the bridge of her nose as she scowled "Criminy! What is with that loser?!"
Arnold hated seeing Helga having to deal with his cousin. He also felt it may have been a good thing they were interrupted. While it made him happy to see how forgiving Helga was about everything that had happened, he didn't mean to let his emotions take him that far.
The puzzled boy took a seat beside his friend and said "Are you hungry? I just realized I never picked a place for our date tonight."
Between Arnold's freaky relative and her visit with Dr. Bliss, that was the last thing that had been on Helga's mind. "Uhh I forgot about it too."
"Well, Arnie should only be here one more day. Why don't we wait until he leaves to pick a place? That way we don't have to worry about running into him." Arnold suggested.
"Sounds good to me football head."
Picking up her hand, the relieved boy asked "So are you hungry?"
"No offense, but I'd rather starve than eat with that kid."
Arnold rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand and said "Yeah, I can understand how you feel. I'll go get us something to eat up here."
Arnold's Kitchen
Arnold walked downstairs to find Phil rummaging through the fridge for a soda.
"Hey there shortman!"
"Hey. Why aren't you talking to everyone?" he asked, although the answer should have been obvious.
"Your weirdo cousin is showing your girlfriend's sister his lint collection. I'm surprised she was interested considering how clean she keeps this place." Phil informed his grandson.
Arnold scratched his head at the statement, knowing Olga wasn't one to be impolite. "Yeah, she's interested in a lot of things."
"Maybe she's the weird one then." Phil said wittily, heading for the living room.
Arnold's Room
Arnold opened the door to his room to see Helga reading the purple book he had stopped in the middle of.
"About time football head." Helga said, tossing the book aside.
"Sorry. Grandpa was telling me about Arnie showing Olga his lint collection." he explained, while handing his friend a peanut butter sandwich.
"Pttss...please! All he has to do is snort to win her over." Helga scoffed, taking a large bite of her sandwich.
Although he had made a sandwich for himself, Arnold wasn't that hungry. He sat watching his friend eat, just happy to have her there with him.
When Helga had eaten the last of her sandwich, Arnold held her hand in his and said "I'm sorry he interrupted us…"
"Yeah, you may want to consider a knob with a lock." she interrupted.
Arnold began to rub her hand quicker as he tried building up the strength to say "I'm really sad I lost that pink book. It's made me see our friendship with different eyes. Then I looked at that purple book and read what you wrote about Arnie."
Helga blushed, knowing he must have figured out why she offered to help him make Lila jealous. "Yeah, sorry about all that stuff I suggested doing. It was just nice having your attention."
"That's okay. Reading about it and talking with you tonight has made me see that maybe I…"
"Yeah?" Helga asked, cocking her brow.
"Maybe I am jealous…"
Helga's heart began to flutter. Arnold saw the frozen look on her face, unsure of what she must be thinking.
"I mean, about the idea of someone being with you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be feeling that way when we're still just friends…"
Helga's daze was interrupted by her beloved's constant worrying.
"Would you drop the guilt for crying out loud! It's no more attractive than my reputation. Sheesh!" she scowled, pinching the bridge of her nose. She couldn't allow herself to become too worked up over it however. Just as Dr. Bliss had reminded her, his good behavior was as attractive as it was frustrating.
Arnold took notice of the stressed facial expression his friend was carrying and began to rub her hand. "Okay, I won't do it anymore."
Helga turned to cock her brow at the blonde boy and said "Whatever you say football head."
It hurt knowing that doing the right thing was just hurting the last person he wanted to hurt. All he was doing was making things worse by second guessing himself every time he felt himself moving further towards his destination with Helga.
As he watched her lean against the wall, staring hopelessly at him, he pulled her face close to his. Kissing her softly as he stroked her cheeks with his thumbs, Arnold thought about how patient she was being with him. The frustration she must be feeling from him not moving along with his decision couldn't be any better than the jealous feeling Arnie was bringing to him.
Slowly releasing her lips, he held her face in his hands and winked "I'm not sorry for that."
Helga swooned at his words, wrapping her arms around his neck. While Arnold was on top of her once again, he was his usual calm self. Rather than allowing himself to be overly filled with the irritating thoughts of someone stealing his friend, he laid there with his lips gently pressed against hers. Thinking the whole time to himself Maybe I am moving too fast, but I don't regret it.
The lovesick girl laid there with her arms still around his neck, as she felt him starting to run his fingers through her hair. The two pre-teens let out a pleasing sigh together when they each caught a whiff of her hair.
"You were right about my shampoo." Arnold whispered, watching a dreamy smile form on his friend's face.
Shaking her head at the thought, she replied "It's too bad I left all those bottles on the field. Your cousin owes us twenty bucks."
Arnold continued running his fingers through her sweet scented hair as he replied "Don't worry, I brought them home. I couldn't let something so sweet get away from me." he winked.
Helga swooned not just at his sweet words, but at the idea of him becoming comfortable expressing his feelings without a side of guilt to go along with them.
Arnold continued staring with his signature smile and half lidded eyes, while watching her eyes reflect the stars that shone through his glass ceiling.
Moments later, he remembered the door wasn't locked. The warm hearted boy sat up and said "Maybe we should stop for the night."
"Not a bad idea." Helga admitted, propping herself up with her elbows. It was getting late anyway.
As Helga stood up from the bed, ready to head towards her room, Arnold said "Maybe we could find some more customers tomorrow? It would give us an excuse not to be around Arnie."
"Pttss...you don't have to ask me twice." she leered with her hands on her hips.
Arnold stood up to hug her good night, sad she had to leave. Helga stood there, feeling her beloved wrap his arms around her. Every time she was lucky enough to experience it made her go weak at the knees.
"Well good night." he sighed sweetly, watching her head down the attic stairs.
"Night football head." Helga waved, not expecting to sleep well that night. She still had a thoughtful gesture to figure out that would be worthy of expressing the feelings she possessed for her beloved.