AN: Chapter Three! The last chapter! Thank you all for your reviews! I hope
loved reading it as much as I loved writing it. This chapter gets
slightly.um.well, you'll see later on (Hint: There's smootchies!). :-*
So.be prepared! Enjoy and review!
Chapter Three
"Uh-I.um-" Helga stuttered dumbly, setting down her paper cup. "Uh- sure, Arnoldo." I love you!
"Okay." Arnold smiled up at her. He walked her out onto the floor.
Helga followed after him in awe. Suddenly they were on the dance floor, other couples swaying around them. They stood facing each other for a moment until they clumsily put hands on hips and around shoulders.
They awkwardly stepped and swayed to the soft music, avoiding each other's eyes.
Find me here Speak to me I want to feel you
I need to hear you
Helga snuck a look down at Arnold, who was looking over at the DJ. He smiled and wrapped his arms a little closer around her waist.
You are the light That is leading me To the place where
I find peace again
She smiled dreamily and sighed loudly, causing Arnold to look up at her.
You are the strength That keeps me walking You are the hope That keeps me trusting
He smiled and wrapped his arms a little closer around her waist.
You are the life to my soul You are my purpose You are everything And how can I Stand here with you And not be moved by you?
Helga closed her eyes and leaned a little into Arnold.
Would you tell me? How could it be? Any better than this? You calm the storms You give me rest
Arnold looked up at Helga with a half-lidded gaze. Am I actually enjoying a dance with Helga?
You hold me in your hands You won't let me fall You still my heart And you take my breath away Would you take me in? Would you take me deeper now?
Helga caught his gaze and took a deep, peaceful breath. I love you, Arnold.
'Cause you're all I want You are all I need You are everything Everything
'Cause you're all I want You are all I need You are everything Everything
The song ended and the lights came back on. Arnold and Helga separated with some awkward smiles.
Rhonda stalked to the middle of the room and held up two bowls filled with slips of paper. "Okay! Everyone pick a number! We're gonna play a little game!" She smirked mischievously. "Boys from this bowl, girls from the other!"
The guests filed up to Rhonda and picked their numbers, even for the girls, odd for the boys. Rhonda then picked her own number and stood up on a platform in front of her guests and began to explain the rules of the game.
"Okay, the name of the game is 'Seven Minutes In Heaven'." She held up one other bowl. "I'll pick a number and that person has to come up and say another number, depending on if they're a boy or girl and that person that you pick will have to go in the bathroom with you for seven minutes." Rhonda smiled gamely. "And mummy's not here.so I'll go first." She pulled out a number. "Three?"
Sid's face paled slightly and he got up. "After you.?" Rhonda's lip curled and she stuck her nose in the air.
About four seconds later, Rhonda and Sid emerged, Sid grinning stupidly and Rhonda red and flustered. The kids howled, smirking.
"I thought you said we were supposed to be in there for seven minutes?" Harold protested.
Rhonda's eyes darted around. "Seven minutes is the maximum." She drew another number. "Four?"
Phoebe gasped and got shakily to her feet. "Um.Seven?"
Gerald grinned and got up, smiling proudly as Phoebe blushed and followed him into the bathroom.
Almost six minutes had passed until they returned to the party. The strap of Phoebe's dress was hanging off of her shoulder and she was struggling to get her shoe back on. Gerald had lipstick on and his tie was loosened.
Rhonda smiled at her success. "Hmm.Six?"
Helga raised her eyebrow and stood up. A few of the boys snickered and she gave them a look that shut them up. "Eh, Nine."
Arnold's green eyes widened to the point that he could see Gerald next to him patting him on the shoulder.
Helga tapped her foot. "Well?"
Arnold got up and Helga's heart jumped out of her chest. Ah.It's Arnold! Fate has pointed me to my one true love! "Alrighty, Football Head, let's get this over with!"
He let her go in first and he shut the door. "Well.um.this is weird, huh?"
"I know, I can't believe my rotten luck being stuck in here with you, geek bait!" Helga's heart tore and she fiddled with a soap dispenser.
Arnold looked away. I guess my luck ran out. "I'm sorry I ruined your night." He leaned against the sink.
Helga, you idiot! You hurt his feelings! Redeem yourself! "Well, I-" Helga twisted the dispenser and dripped some soap on the sparkling tiles. She looked over at Arnold. "If I had to be in here with anyone, I'm glad it's you, Arnold."
Arnold looked up in surprise. "Thanks Helga.I-"
Helga hopped of the sink and walked around the bathroom. "I know you'd rather be here with Lila because she's pretty and perfect and 'ever so' sweet." She mimicked Lila's syrupy voice. "And I know I'll never compete with her." Her voice got a little sad.
Arnold smiled slightly. "That wasn't what I was going to say." He got up and went to Helga. "I was going to say I felt the same." He beamed at her.
"I-I." Helga stuttered before grabbing his shoulders and kissing him passionately. His eyes flew open in surprise but he let his eyes flutter closed as he fell into the rhythm of the kiss.
She smiled into his mouth and got a little daring. She was a better kisser than she should have been at age eleven by practicing on all of her Arnold shrines.
She dragged her teeth along his bottom lip. He shuddered and looped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. What am I doing? Arnold's sensible side asked him. Having fun! The other side said as Arnold raked a hand through her hair.
Meanwhile, the kids outside had pressed their ear to the door and waited for time to be up so they could spring in on their two friends.
Helga snuck a look at her watch in between kisses and her eyes snapped open. She pushed Arnold away and gasped for breath. "Time's almost up!" She straightened her dress and hair and Arnold tucked in his shirttail and they opened the door, accidentally ramming a few people.
Rhonda and the rest of the guests looked at them expectantly and Helga made herself look disgusted and wipe her mouth off on her hand. "Crimeny! That was so gross! I'm never playing this game again!"
She looked over at Arnold, who looked shocked, and gave him a little smile that he returned. Our little secret.
@@@
That night, Helga walked home to Bob ignoring her and yelling at the TV and Miriam asleep with a bottle of liquor at her side. But this time, Helga didn't care.
This time, all she could think of was stars and light and smiles and the moon and her special dance.
And she knew that no matter how long she lived, no matter how many kisses she got, she would always remember her Seven Minutes In Heaven.
End
AN: Well? Love it? Hate it? Review! And I do not own the song 'Everything'; it belongs to the wonderful Lifehouse. Neither does Hey Arnold!, it belongs to a brilliant guy named Craig Bartlett and Nickelodeon. Thanks!
Chapter Three
"Uh-I.um-" Helga stuttered dumbly, setting down her paper cup. "Uh- sure, Arnoldo." I love you!
"Okay." Arnold smiled up at her. He walked her out onto the floor.
Helga followed after him in awe. Suddenly they were on the dance floor, other couples swaying around them. They stood facing each other for a moment until they clumsily put hands on hips and around shoulders.
They awkwardly stepped and swayed to the soft music, avoiding each other's eyes.
Find me here Speak to me I want to feel you
I need to hear you
Helga snuck a look down at Arnold, who was looking over at the DJ. He smiled and wrapped his arms a little closer around her waist.
You are the light That is leading me To the place where
I find peace again
She smiled dreamily and sighed loudly, causing Arnold to look up at her.
You are the strength That keeps me walking You are the hope That keeps me trusting
He smiled and wrapped his arms a little closer around her waist.
You are the life to my soul You are my purpose You are everything And how can I Stand here with you And not be moved by you?
Helga closed her eyes and leaned a little into Arnold.
Would you tell me? How could it be? Any better than this? You calm the storms You give me rest
Arnold looked up at Helga with a half-lidded gaze. Am I actually enjoying a dance with Helga?
You hold me in your hands You won't let me fall You still my heart And you take my breath away Would you take me in? Would you take me deeper now?
Helga caught his gaze and took a deep, peaceful breath. I love you, Arnold.
'Cause you're all I want You are all I need You are everything Everything
'Cause you're all I want You are all I need You are everything Everything
The song ended and the lights came back on. Arnold and Helga separated with some awkward smiles.
Rhonda stalked to the middle of the room and held up two bowls filled with slips of paper. "Okay! Everyone pick a number! We're gonna play a little game!" She smirked mischievously. "Boys from this bowl, girls from the other!"
The guests filed up to Rhonda and picked their numbers, even for the girls, odd for the boys. Rhonda then picked her own number and stood up on a platform in front of her guests and began to explain the rules of the game.
"Okay, the name of the game is 'Seven Minutes In Heaven'." She held up one other bowl. "I'll pick a number and that person has to come up and say another number, depending on if they're a boy or girl and that person that you pick will have to go in the bathroom with you for seven minutes." Rhonda smiled gamely. "And mummy's not here.so I'll go first." She pulled out a number. "Three?"
Sid's face paled slightly and he got up. "After you.?" Rhonda's lip curled and she stuck her nose in the air.
About four seconds later, Rhonda and Sid emerged, Sid grinning stupidly and Rhonda red and flustered. The kids howled, smirking.
"I thought you said we were supposed to be in there for seven minutes?" Harold protested.
Rhonda's eyes darted around. "Seven minutes is the maximum." She drew another number. "Four?"
Phoebe gasped and got shakily to her feet. "Um.Seven?"
Gerald grinned and got up, smiling proudly as Phoebe blushed and followed him into the bathroom.
Almost six minutes had passed until they returned to the party. The strap of Phoebe's dress was hanging off of her shoulder and she was struggling to get her shoe back on. Gerald had lipstick on and his tie was loosened.
Rhonda smiled at her success. "Hmm.Six?"
Helga raised her eyebrow and stood up. A few of the boys snickered and she gave them a look that shut them up. "Eh, Nine."
Arnold's green eyes widened to the point that he could see Gerald next to him patting him on the shoulder.
Helga tapped her foot. "Well?"
Arnold got up and Helga's heart jumped out of her chest. Ah.It's Arnold! Fate has pointed me to my one true love! "Alrighty, Football Head, let's get this over with!"
He let her go in first and he shut the door. "Well.um.this is weird, huh?"
"I know, I can't believe my rotten luck being stuck in here with you, geek bait!" Helga's heart tore and she fiddled with a soap dispenser.
Arnold looked away. I guess my luck ran out. "I'm sorry I ruined your night." He leaned against the sink.
Helga, you idiot! You hurt his feelings! Redeem yourself! "Well, I-" Helga twisted the dispenser and dripped some soap on the sparkling tiles. She looked over at Arnold. "If I had to be in here with anyone, I'm glad it's you, Arnold."
Arnold looked up in surprise. "Thanks Helga.I-"
Helga hopped of the sink and walked around the bathroom. "I know you'd rather be here with Lila because she's pretty and perfect and 'ever so' sweet." She mimicked Lila's syrupy voice. "And I know I'll never compete with her." Her voice got a little sad.
Arnold smiled slightly. "That wasn't what I was going to say." He got up and went to Helga. "I was going to say I felt the same." He beamed at her.
"I-I." Helga stuttered before grabbing his shoulders and kissing him passionately. His eyes flew open in surprise but he let his eyes flutter closed as he fell into the rhythm of the kiss.
She smiled into his mouth and got a little daring. She was a better kisser than she should have been at age eleven by practicing on all of her Arnold shrines.
She dragged her teeth along his bottom lip. He shuddered and looped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. What am I doing? Arnold's sensible side asked him. Having fun! The other side said as Arnold raked a hand through her hair.
Meanwhile, the kids outside had pressed their ear to the door and waited for time to be up so they could spring in on their two friends.
Helga snuck a look at her watch in between kisses and her eyes snapped open. She pushed Arnold away and gasped for breath. "Time's almost up!" She straightened her dress and hair and Arnold tucked in his shirttail and they opened the door, accidentally ramming a few people.
Rhonda and the rest of the guests looked at them expectantly and Helga made herself look disgusted and wipe her mouth off on her hand. "Crimeny! That was so gross! I'm never playing this game again!"
She looked over at Arnold, who looked shocked, and gave him a little smile that he returned. Our little secret.
@@@
That night, Helga walked home to Bob ignoring her and yelling at the TV and Miriam asleep with a bottle of liquor at her side. But this time, Helga didn't care.
This time, all she could think of was stars and light and smiles and the moon and her special dance.
And she knew that no matter how long she lived, no matter how many kisses she got, she would always remember her Seven Minutes In Heaven.
End
AN: Well? Love it? Hate it? Review! And I do not own the song 'Everything'; it belongs to the wonderful Lifehouse. Neither does Hey Arnold!, it belongs to a brilliant guy named Craig Bartlett and Nickelodeon. Thanks!
