Sunday, December 17th 2:25 PM
Arnold stared heavily at the screen. He loved this scene, he could recite the monologue in his sleep. Arnold and Helga were watching movies in Arnold's room. As per their usual plans on the weekends. Helga was sitting up on his bed. Arms folded, with her back against the wall. Arnold laying down next to her with his head propped up by his arm. Both watching the movie. "How you not have seen 'When Harry Met Sally'?" Arnold asked Helga earlier. "Football Head, the only movies I watch are the ones where aliens blow shit up. As I think you know because we've been right here watching a majority of them for the past few months," Helga replied, amused at Arnold's enthusiasm. "I can't believe you're all excited for a chick movie," Helga said rolling her eyes. "This is an everyone movie, it's different from a lot from a lot of romantic movies. It's what makes it great, they way they weave the story. We have to watch it!" Arnold said to Helga. "If this is boring I'm leaving," Helga reminded him
The movie was coming to a close. Harry began his ending monologue, where Harry confesses all his love and affection for Sally. Arnold began mouthing the words along with the movie. He saw Helga looking at him giggling at the idiosyncrasy. "I love her laugh," Arnold thought to himself. She rolled her eyes when Arnold stopped and he flashed all his teeth in a large smile. They finished the movie. As the credits started to roll, Arnold turned his head to Helga. "So? What did you think?" Arnold said. His eyes were alight, and he had turned to laying on his side to face Helga. Helga shrugged her shoulders and said, "meh." Arnold bolted up. "What do you mean, meh?" Arnold pleaded. "It was O.K. Arnold, relax," Helga said smiling at him. "Just O.K., no other thoughts at all? Nothing?" Arnold asked putting up his hands as if he were begging for something. "I liked it, I just don't understand the theme. I suppose. Can men and women be friends? I don't know, lets have the characters get together in the end and answer the question for the audience," Helga said. "Well the theme played out, they were friends for years before they got together. Love doesn't have to be exclusive from friendship," Arnold said. "I kind of think they ruined the question then. Maybe the movie would have been better if they had just decided to be friends," Helga said. "They couldn't the characters were in love," Arnold responded. "Hmmmm, next time we watch The Expendables again," Helga said. "Deal," Arnold said shaking his head and chuckling.
Helga crossed her arms again and began to fidget. Arnold noticed she had been like that most of the time she was here. "She seems nervous," Arnold said to himself. He had been a bundle of nerves around her when not distracted by something. He had agonized over and over about what she meant to him. She was everything to him. Arnold sat up next to Helga. Neither one saying anything. "What do you want to do now?" Helga asked. "Well... We can always grab something to eat. We could find something else to watch. I have Netflix so I'm sure we have options," Arnold said. Arnold looked down and rubbed his arm, not sure of what to do next.
"Arnold," he heard Helga say. "Yeah?" He responded. "What are we doing here?" Helga asked him. She looked right at him, as if she had been thinking the same thing. "What are we?" Helga said. "I don't know Helga. I thought we were just friends. Then you kissed me, and now I can't stop thinking about it," Arnold admitted. "Is that why you insisted on kissing me back?" Helga smiled at him. "Yeah I guess," Arnold said rubbing the back of his head and looking sideways. Helga turned her body towards him and took his hands in hers. Their eyes met. "I know how I feel Arnold. I want to be more than friends. I like you, a lot. I can't stop thinking about you. When I do, I smile like an idiot and my family thinks I'm insane. You're a perfect gentlemen, you make me smile and laugh, you're always there for me. And No matter how bad things seem to get, being with you makes me feel better," Helga admitted. She looked at her hands in his. She looked back up, resolute. "And I'm little sick of you not being my boyfriend!" She said. Her eyes starting to water.
Arnold looked at her, almost in shock. He knew there was something going on between them. He felt it too. He had never expected Helga to come out and say it. "Usually I have to pry that out of her," Arnold thought to himself. He looked down at the hands and back up at her. "Helga, I…." Arnold started to say. "What are you doing? Tell her you're crazy about her," Arnold thought to himself as he just sat there unable to respond. Helga took her hands away. "Forget I mentioned it, it's fine," she jumped out of the bed beginning to gather her things. Arnold saw a tear going down the side of her face. "Don't let her go out that door, you may never get her back," the voice in Arnold's head screamed. "Wait, wait, wait, Helga!" Arnold jumped and grabbed her wrist stopping her movement before she got to his door Her eyes were glued to the floor. "I'm sorry. I just have no idea what to say sometimes. I guess, I'm a little tired you not being my girlfriend," Arnold said. He felt Helga tense up. She turned to him with tears streaming down her face. "Really?" she whispered. "Yes," Arnold responded, his voice soft but sure. "Helga, you make me feel whole. I'm alive when I'm with you where otherwise I'm just existing. No matter how down I am, you're someone I can always look to help me through it. I'm crazy about you," Arnold said. He walked up to her and lifted her chin with his finger. "S-So, what does this mean?" Helga asked looking up at him. She wiped her tears with her sleeve. Arnold took her face into his hands wiping away some of the tears traveling down her cheek. "What happens now?" Helga asked, almost timidly. "What happens now, is that I'm going to kiss you," Arnold said. He moved her face closer to his, slowly. Anxious that that other would stop. Their lips met. Arnold felt that same warm, familiar sensation in kissing Helga. Her lips were soft. They were perfect. The energy that rushed through Arnold was the energy he felt when he was with her. She made him feel real in this world. Arnold felt like he was having his first kiss. Excited, and nervous.
Their mouths stayed together for some time. They broke from each other slowly. Arnold bending down rested his forehead against hers. "Helga, you're my dream girl," Arnold whispered against her lips as he kissed her again. They broke again. Arnold looked into her big beautiful sapphire eyes. He saw his entire world in them. "Was that clear enough?" Arnold asked. "No, can you elaborate a bit more?" Helga said as she grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into another deep kiss. Arnold felt her tongue lick the outside of his lips. He opened his mouth and began using his own tongue to invite hers in. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Arnold moaned into her mouth. Without thinking Arnold wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up. He turned and made his way back to his bed, Helga hanging off him. The two of them engaged in a sensual kiss the entire way there. Arnold laid Helga down, and climbed onto her. Their making out lasted for sometime. Helga broke once and moaned, Arnold found her lips again and they continued their sensuous dance.
Helga's arms remained wrapped around Arnold's neck. Arnold hands traveled up the outside of her leg to her backside. Arnold had issues about where to put his hands. He wanted to be a gentleman but was so close to losing control. He was making out with the woman he loved. He wanted to make her feel good in any way he could. His hand moved from her leg to her stomach. Arnold's hand glided up and he put his hand on her breast. He heard Helga moan at that touch. He leaned down again and continued to kiss her and experiment with her tongue.
Arnold moved his hand back down. This time he lifted the hem of her shirt moving his hands along her bare skin. Her skin felt smoother than silk. He felt his way back towards her breast. He felt her bra and heard the second moan Helga gave when he touched her. Arnold was nervous about pursuing more. Arnold was not new to sexual experiences. However, he was with the women he loved. He wanted to make sure she felt as safe, comfortable and satisfied as he could make her feel. He was nervous, but he wanted her. "Arnold," Helga whispered. "Yeah, are you alright?" he asked. "I'm alright, I just…" Helga started. "Can we wait a little on getting too physical? I just.. I just don't want to rush anything with you," Helga said. "Yeah, I'm so sorry Helga. I couldn't control myself. I," Arnold began when Helga cut him off. "Arnold, you didn't do anything wrong. I liked what you were doing. I just want to do this right," Helga said. "So do I," Arnold said smiling. She smiled back at him. She moved her head upwards and they kissed once more.
Arnold and Helga laid in Arnold's bed for a long time. Arnold spooning Helga. He had his arms around her waist. Helga held his hand and used her other rub the arm that was draped over her. Arnold loved this feeling. He felt complete. He felt like he could stay like this forever. "Helga?" He whispered into Helga's ear. "Yeah?" she responded. "I'm sorry if I made you feel like I didn't feel the same way you did. You're everything to me. I'm just really bad at processing those thoughts," Arnold said. Arnold held her tighter as he buried his face in her silky blond hair. "Stop being so perfect for two damn minutes. I don't want this to turn out to be a dream," Helga said. "This isn't a dream. At least I don't think it is. You feel real to me, you're the realest feeling I've ever felt," Arnold responded.
"Arnold?" Helga said. "Yeah?" Arnold answered. "I think I might love you," Helga said turning her head so she could see him. "I think I might love you too," Arnold said. He moved his head down and enveloped her lips with his. He kissed her until she began moaning. "You better keep your hands off me Football Head, otherwise I might just jump your bones," Helga said. "I guess that gives me something to look forward to then," Arnold said. She smiled at him and kissed him.
Helga kissed him deeply. Arnold began invading her mouth with his tongue. Arnold loved the feeling of holding her close to him. "I don't think I ever want to let go," Arnold thought to himself. The pair continued their second long kissing session for some time. Helga rolled over so that she faced him. Arnold responded by rolling onto his back. Helga stayed comfortably on top of Arnold as she continued to kiss him. Arnold cradled the thin woman in his large arms as the continued competing for who could practice breathing through their nose.
Arnold felt more and more compelled to move to something more sexual. However, he remembered what Helga wanted and kept his hands on her more innocuous body parts. Arnold suddenly felt a hand graze the inside of his leg. The hand immediately went to his growing erection feeling the entire length. Arnold moaned into the kiss more. The hand moving up and down his still growing shaft, Arnold reached and put his hand on Helga's backside.
Their intense bliss was interrupted by a sharp knock on Arnold's bedroom door. Both teenagers froze for a moment. The door opened with Arnold's mother Stella popping her head in, calling "Arnold. You in here?" Stella saw the scene of Arnold and Helga scrambling to sit up straight. "Oh my god! Honey I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were up here with anyone!" Stella said putting her hand over her eyes and turning her head. "Although I may say, I'm happy the two of you are finally getting along like I thought you would!" Stella said still shielding her eyes and hiding behind the door. "Mom!" Arnold said. He was bright red, as he grabbed his pillow and put it on his lap. "Are you two decent?" Stella asked. "Yes mom, we are both clothed," Arnold answered putting his face in his hands in embarrassment. Helga laughed and put her hand on his shoulder. "Well alright then, maybe next time sweetheart, you lock the door. Or put a sock on the handle, something! You're an adult, I don't care what you're doing up here. Just warn an old lady!" Stella said smiling at the pair with her hands on her hips. "Sweetie, you have condoms right?" Stella asked. Arnold baulked at the question. "Mom! Come on!" Arnold said almost dying of embarrassment. Helga seemingly deciding to join in his embarrassment chimed in with "if he doesn't, I'm on birth control. I'm a responsible woman with a good head on her shoulders. So at least we wouldn't be working without a safety net. A metaphorical one, I guess the condom would be the literal safety net." Stella and Helga both laughed at that, as Arnold sunk his head lower into his lap. "Arnold, I really like here. Helga, you should join us for dinner. In fact that's what I was coming to tell the hermit about. I insist you come and eat with us," Stella said. "Uh, yeah alright," Helga said turning to Arnold smiling sheepishly at him. "Perfect, you two go wash up and I'll see you downstairs in five," Stella said. She left the room closing the door behind her.
Arnold looked up finally and looked over at Helga and laughed in embarrassment. "You don't have to eat with us if you don't want. No pressure," Arnold said smiling. "It's alright, I like your mom. This should be interesting," Helga said. "Are you sure, I don't want to put any pressure on you, and meeting the family can be a bit much. I don't want you to think I have all these expectations from you," Arnold said. "Well Football Head. I meant, I didn't want to have sex immediately," Helga said. "You could have fooled me," Arnold said smiling sideways at her. Helga punched him the chest. "Ow," Arnold said through his laughter. "Besides, I've met your family a million times. You've met mine. There is no pressure, come on. I'm hungry," She stood and held out her hand, Arnold took her hand in his. He stood up and they walked to the door. Before Helga grabbed the door knob, Arnold wrapped his arms around Helga lovingly and pushed her gently against the door. He kissed her deeply. He had gently forced her arms to the wall above her head as he kissed her. They broke the kiss and Helga looked at him with sultry eyes. "Ooooh, I do like forceful Arnold," Helga said as she took her arms back and opened the door.