~Arnold's Misfortunate /Or/ Arnold's Lucky Day 4~

By: Yama_Neko

Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold. I do, however, own this story. So Naah!

Rating: PG-13

Part: 4 of ?

Summary: More angst. Ha ha.

Distribution: Ask and ye shall receive. Just e-mail me first to let me know.

Author's note: Wow. This is taking me a REALLY long time. First, I'm also writing four other stories and I've been so busy. I have no clue where I'm going with this story. I'm experiencing total writers block. `@__@' Sorry there's not so much Gerald and Phoebe, but I'm working on it. ^_^ Oh, and Arnold's and Helga's POV's switch around a bit.

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He pulled away slowly from her mouth, shaken by the feelings jumbling up inside of him. From the experience of kissing her, touching her, feeling her touch and kiss him too, and he wondered why he hadn't done it sooner. *Is she feeling what I'm feeling?* He wanted to jump up and down....... but the happy feelings stopped rushing through his body. His blood slowed and he felt a sinking feeling as the realization of what he was feeling sank in. He was in love with Helga Geraldine Patacki!!!

She was just as shaken as he was. *He kissed me, he kissed me. Arnold kissed me!!! Does this mean what I think it does?* She wanted to jump and sing and ....... *Wait, wait, wait. Arnold kissed me......Helga?!?!? Is anyone else confused here?*

"Why Arnold?"

"I shouldn't have done that should I?" he asked while blushing.

"No. I - It was....fine. I....liked it," she said coyly, "but....Arnold why did you kiss me?"

"I don't know. I just....wanted to kiss you. I wanted to touch you. I wanted - I don't know what I wanted, but I wanted you."

"Oh," she blushed again. "What do you want from me Arnold?"

He looked away. How could he tell her how he felt?

"Arnold!"

"Helga...."

"What do you want from me?" she asked again.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, but I'll be really angry if you don't give me an answer right now."

"I want you Helga. I think....,"

"You think......?"

"I think, I have feelings for you," he said in a confused tone.

"What do you mean you think you have feelings for me. Either you do or you don't."

"How would I know about what I feel for you? It's not like you would know about feeling, the way you act sometimes," he replied vehemently. He slapped his hand over his mouth and took a step back. *That's not who she is anymore. She's not 'Helga' Arnold's tormentor.*

"Who the hell do you think you are to be so presumptuous?!," she screamed.

"Helga wait," he cried reaching out to her. "I didn't mean it like that."

"No! Don't you ever touch me again. I refuse to let you treat me like a toy."

"That's not what I'm trying to do!"


"Then what are you trying to do, because I'm really losing my patience!"

"I'm trying to be with you!"

"Why?!?"

"Because I love you damnit!" he yelled. "I'm mean, I'm totally head over heels in love with you, even now, while you're being so.....you....!" He lowered his voice, "I love you."

"Well, that's all nice and sweet, but I still don't believe you." And with that, she walked out of the room.

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It took him a second to realize what had just happened. He stormed after her and clamped a hand around her slender wrist. "Don't you dare walk out on me! What is with you?"

"What is with me? You don't love me Arnold. Remember, I'm Helga. I tormented you for years and you think you can just say "I love you" and expect me to believe it? No, I don't think so."

"Stop Helga. Why are you so afraid of me loving you?"

Her eyes narrowed and her hand clinched into a fist.

"I'm not afraid of anything. So, let go of me right now," she growled out.

"No," his voice faltered, "Not until you tell me the truth"

"What truth?

"Helga!"

She rolled her eyes.

"Why should I?"

"Because I love you."

"Well. It's just so easy for you to say, Arnold. Every one loves you....," she trailed off. *I said to much*

He sighed. "Look Helga, I'm not going to keep arguing with you about this. I love you. Ok? So when you decide to believe me or decide what you want from me, let me know."

He lent over and kissed her again. It was a soft, short and sweet, and unbelievably heart-wrenching kiss. She could feel tears coming, but shoved them back and opened her eyes.

"Goodnight Helga," he whispered, placed another chaste kiss on her lips and climbed back into his bed. Helga was left to stand in the middle of his room with a hand to her mouth and a confused look about her pretty face.

*~* Ok. So that was.......interesting. The next chapter, and the last, thank God, is going to be soo much better. PLEASE R&R. How do you all expect me to finish when I have no feed back and zero inspiration? I want comments and suggestions people, or no story! ^_^ Yama_Neko*~*