The Park- Chapter Three
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold. This story, However, IS mine, so don't take without permission. :)
Author's Notes: Helga is 14, same with Arnold and Pheobe, except Harold, Rhonda, and Big Patty are 15. Oh ya, and...dorry for the long waited chapter three! Anyway, here it is, lol. Hope you enjoy it.
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We had both brought umbrella's, just in case. Mine was a black color, and his...no surprise here, was a light blue.
"Helga, can I ask you something?" I pondered this over. I hope he wasn't going to ask me something that might lead me to spilling out my most kept secret about him.
"Um, sure Arnold." I looked down to the cement that we were walking on.
"Are you going to become friends with Pheobe again?" He asked, a hint of nosyness in his voice.
"Are you kidding, Arnoldo? No way! That little bitch just ruined our friendship herself. If anything, it should be HER trying to fix our relationship!" His reaction was one I expected. He frowned.
"Helga, you know that it's both of you that would have to fix the friendship." He said. What was he trying to be, Dr. Bliss? Whatever...
"Arnold, listen, I don't want to talk about it, ok?" I said, trying to get off the subject. I looked back down to the cement. Suddenly, I felt hands on my shoulders. Who's eyes are those? Oh ya. Arnold's. *sigh*
"Why are you doing this to yourself?!" He had rissen his voice. Great, now he was angry at me. I had a confused look on my face at the time.
"Your just standing there, ruining your life, and...and torturing yourself! The music, ruining your friendships, ruining your life!" Ok, this was surprising. Now he was trying to control me. Ugh...he didn't understand the first reasons of my suffering.
The confused strikkn look that had been on my face before was gone. I pulled away from his grip on my shoulder's, and with the same tone of voice he had used, I said, "Arnold, you don't know the first reasons! My family gets on my nerves, everyone tramples over me, thinking I have no feelings, and then...and then there's you!" My eyes were full of anger, and then HE was the one who was confused. Haha...he didn't know the reason why he was part of my suffering. It's kind of funny once you think about it.
He had to take a few seconds looking into my eyes to get over the shock of what I had said, and asked, "Me?" He wasn't angry anymore...only confused. What was I going to say? Oh great...wait...I had to make this sound...right. If it was stupid, he wouldn't believe me. He has grown smarter these past few years, and stronger, so he could easily get the truth out of me.
"Yea, that's right, ARNOLD! You...Why, you ask? Well, it's always been you, Arnoldo...You have been my suffering these past years...ever since I was...three." He was still confused, and still wondered why he would be the one making me suffer. He was still waiting for me to continue, so...I did. "Arnold, you have never understood me fully! You think you do, but guess what? You don't. Now, get OFF my case! ok?!" His eyes were now filled with hurt. I didn't mean to hurt him, and I didn't now I could do that by saying what I had just said. I repeated what I had said over in my head, and noticed why he was hurt. I looked down to the cement, and whispered, "I'm sorry..." I didn't mean for him to hear me, but apparently he did. What did he have, supersonic hearing? I felt his hand bring my chin up to look at his face.
"Listen, Helga. You...shouldn't be sorry. I should. If I have been the cause of your torment, I deserve to be sorry." What was he saying? No, no, don't say that Arnold! It isn't his fault! It was MY fault! Maybe he had took it the wrong way. I remembered what I had said, and noticed a person could easily mix that up. I know what I have to do now...but...Could I do it? Only one way to find out.
"Arnold, NO! It isn't your fault. Don't apologize, please! Even though you have been something that has tormented me, you have also been the only reason I live." Now I could see he was even more confused. He had took his hand down from my chin before I even said that, and he asked, "What?" My eyes were going off in directions, because I was wondering what I should say. Should I say I have loved him? no...that would make him uncomfortable. So, I went with my instincs. I looked into his eyes, and his confused look went off his face.
We both leaned in closer, and as soon as our lips touched, I could feel tiny rain droplets come down. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and his arms went around my waist...were we? We were kissing. Wow...I didn't know I could even do that. We finnally pulled away, both surprised at what had just happened. I suddenly had a pang of guilt and shame rise up in my belly. I turned around, my arms crossed, and I stood there, rain poring down onto me.
"Helga?" I heard Arnold's voice, in the midst and noise of the rain, and the cars passing by a mile away. I turned around, and shifted my weight from leg to leg, nervous of what he might say. I wasn't looking into his eyes, but instead, focused on a long piece of grass on the side of me. "Helga?" I heard Arnold say again. I looked up into his eyes, and coldly asked, "What?"
"Why'd you kiss me?" Now I was in a pothole. What could I say? That I can?
"Cause I CAN Arnold." Oh, nice move, Helga ol' girl. I then narrowed my eyes at him, and then he grinned. Wait, he was grinning? Why the hell would he be grinning?
He then leaned in closer to me, and kissed me softly. After he did that, he pulled away and smiled. "Why the hell did you do that?" I asked, confused.
He lifted both of his eye brows, and said, "Cause...I can." He was still doing his goofy grin. I finnally noticed that it was raining, and opened my black umbrella. After Arnold noticed that I opened mine, he also opened his.
"Come on, Arnoldo. Let's go." I said, nicely. We then followed each other out of the park.
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Sooo....How do you like it? I might write another chapter, but that is only if someone gives atleast one reveiw! Anyway, thanks for reading :) (I know this is short, but *sigh* oh well. I ran out of inspiration. Oh, and if I DO write another chapter, it will mostly revolve Helga trying to explain some things to Arnold, and Trying to fix her relationship with Pheobe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold. This story, However, IS mine, so don't take without permission. :)
Author's Notes: Helga is 14, same with Arnold and Pheobe, except Harold, Rhonda, and Big Patty are 15. Oh ya, and...dorry for the long waited chapter three! Anyway, here it is, lol. Hope you enjoy it.
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We had both brought umbrella's, just in case. Mine was a black color, and his...no surprise here, was a light blue.
"Helga, can I ask you something?" I pondered this over. I hope he wasn't going to ask me something that might lead me to spilling out my most kept secret about him.
"Um, sure Arnold." I looked down to the cement that we were walking on.
"Are you going to become friends with Pheobe again?" He asked, a hint of nosyness in his voice.
"Are you kidding, Arnoldo? No way! That little bitch just ruined our friendship herself. If anything, it should be HER trying to fix our relationship!" His reaction was one I expected. He frowned.
"Helga, you know that it's both of you that would have to fix the friendship." He said. What was he trying to be, Dr. Bliss? Whatever...
"Arnold, listen, I don't want to talk about it, ok?" I said, trying to get off the subject. I looked back down to the cement. Suddenly, I felt hands on my shoulders. Who's eyes are those? Oh ya. Arnold's. *sigh*
"Why are you doing this to yourself?!" He had rissen his voice. Great, now he was angry at me. I had a confused look on my face at the time.
"Your just standing there, ruining your life, and...and torturing yourself! The music, ruining your friendships, ruining your life!" Ok, this was surprising. Now he was trying to control me. Ugh...he didn't understand the first reasons of my suffering.
The confused strikkn look that had been on my face before was gone. I pulled away from his grip on my shoulder's, and with the same tone of voice he had used, I said, "Arnold, you don't know the first reasons! My family gets on my nerves, everyone tramples over me, thinking I have no feelings, and then...and then there's you!" My eyes were full of anger, and then HE was the one who was confused. Haha...he didn't know the reason why he was part of my suffering. It's kind of funny once you think about it.
He had to take a few seconds looking into my eyes to get over the shock of what I had said, and asked, "Me?" He wasn't angry anymore...only confused. What was I going to say? Oh great...wait...I had to make this sound...right. If it was stupid, he wouldn't believe me. He has grown smarter these past few years, and stronger, so he could easily get the truth out of me.
"Yea, that's right, ARNOLD! You...Why, you ask? Well, it's always been you, Arnoldo...You have been my suffering these past years...ever since I was...three." He was still confused, and still wondered why he would be the one making me suffer. He was still waiting for me to continue, so...I did. "Arnold, you have never understood me fully! You think you do, but guess what? You don't. Now, get OFF my case! ok?!" His eyes were now filled with hurt. I didn't mean to hurt him, and I didn't now I could do that by saying what I had just said. I repeated what I had said over in my head, and noticed why he was hurt. I looked down to the cement, and whispered, "I'm sorry..." I didn't mean for him to hear me, but apparently he did. What did he have, supersonic hearing? I felt his hand bring my chin up to look at his face.
"Listen, Helga. You...shouldn't be sorry. I should. If I have been the cause of your torment, I deserve to be sorry." What was he saying? No, no, don't say that Arnold! It isn't his fault! It was MY fault! Maybe he had took it the wrong way. I remembered what I had said, and noticed a person could easily mix that up. I know what I have to do now...but...Could I do it? Only one way to find out.
"Arnold, NO! It isn't your fault. Don't apologize, please! Even though you have been something that has tormented me, you have also been the only reason I live." Now I could see he was even more confused. He had took his hand down from my chin before I even said that, and he asked, "What?" My eyes were going off in directions, because I was wondering what I should say. Should I say I have loved him? no...that would make him uncomfortable. So, I went with my instincs. I looked into his eyes, and his confused look went off his face.
We both leaned in closer, and as soon as our lips touched, I could feel tiny rain droplets come down. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and his arms went around my waist...were we? We were kissing. Wow...I didn't know I could even do that. We finnally pulled away, both surprised at what had just happened. I suddenly had a pang of guilt and shame rise up in my belly. I turned around, my arms crossed, and I stood there, rain poring down onto me.
"Helga?" I heard Arnold's voice, in the midst and noise of the rain, and the cars passing by a mile away. I turned around, and shifted my weight from leg to leg, nervous of what he might say. I wasn't looking into his eyes, but instead, focused on a long piece of grass on the side of me. "Helga?" I heard Arnold say again. I looked up into his eyes, and coldly asked, "What?"
"Why'd you kiss me?" Now I was in a pothole. What could I say? That I can?
"Cause I CAN Arnold." Oh, nice move, Helga ol' girl. I then narrowed my eyes at him, and then he grinned. Wait, he was grinning? Why the hell would he be grinning?
He then leaned in closer to me, and kissed me softly. After he did that, he pulled away and smiled. "Why the hell did you do that?" I asked, confused.
He lifted both of his eye brows, and said, "Cause...I can." He was still doing his goofy grin. I finnally noticed that it was raining, and opened my black umbrella. After Arnold noticed that I opened mine, he also opened his.
"Come on, Arnoldo. Let's go." I said, nicely. We then followed each other out of the park.
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Sooo....How do you like it? I might write another chapter, but that is only if someone gives atleast one reveiw! Anyway, thanks for reading :) (I know this is short, but *sigh* oh well. I ran out of inspiration. Oh, and if I DO write another chapter, it will mostly revolve Helga trying to explain some things to Arnold, and Trying to fix her relationship with Pheobe.