Temptation
Chapter 10
I know you see me watching you
And I see you watching me
Boy your body's callin'
the temptation is killin me
Helga groaned.
"Hi. Just leaving." Said Arnold.
Helga knew what he was thinking, 'My isn't this an intereting twist.' She held back a sigh. Arnold had always had that dry sense of humor.
"Arnold, what are you doing here?" Asked Johnathan.
"Just came for the party."
"And he was just leaving," added Helga, "What Johnathan no hug?"
Johnathan blushed and immediatly went over to Helga and gave her a hug that in Arnolds eyes wasn't nearly tight enough to be a boyfriend hug. And way too tight for his liking.
Arnold shook his head. He knew that he just didn't want anybody else touching Helga. Until she finally got over this I-don't-need-Arnold-to-be-happy thing, His hands were tied.
Johnathan finally let go of Helga and Arnold gave her a look that said, 'Well we know who wears the pants in this relationship," and left.
Helga was surprised when Johnathan practically jumped away from her once Arnold was out the door. "What was he doing here?"
"He was here for the party." Helga said surprised
"Where is Pheobe, Patty, Gerald and Harold?"
"Patty and Harold had to leave. Pheobe went home for a little bit with Gerald in tow, she'll be back later"
"So you were all alone with him?"
"Yes," Helga answered drawing out the word, as if to say 'so what?' .
"What happened while I wasn't here, Helga? What did you do? Was it on the couch? Or maybe it was in your bedroom? Or even in your parents room, that would be really kinky." Johnathan sneered.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" asked Helga, desperatly trying not to sock him.
Johnathan ran his hands through his hair. "Damnit!"
Helga jumped.
"I'm sorry, baby," He said as he went to embrace Helga. "Its just that the guys at the store asked about you and why I wasn't with you. When I told them about your party and who would be here they stared talking and cracking jokes. I guess I let it get to me. I'm so sorry, baby," He apologized again.
Helga stepped away from him and pointed toward the door. Johnathan sighed and left.
As soon as the door closed behind Johnathan helga turned to go upstairs and there was Arnold, "He's cheating on you."
"Excuse me?"
"He's cheating on you,"
Helga stood there with her mouth open.
Arnold went and sat on the couch in the living room. "Do you want to know how I know?"
"No, what I want to know is how the hell you got in my house?"
"I went up the fire escape and through your window. You should really close that anyone could just come in. Now do you want to know how I know?"
"No. Yes."
"Well which one is it?
"Yes," She answered coming to sit by him.
"He smells like Lila."
She blinked "What?"
"He smells-"
"I know what you said," Helga said impatiently, "How do you know?"
"I went by him and I could smell her on him. I should know her perfume. I practicaly inhaled the whole bottle when we were together." He grinned, "She wore so much perfume it used to rub off on me. I had to go home and take a shower because I sure as hell wouldn't practice smelling like lavender."
"I hate that smell."
"Me too." said Arnold.
He grinned at her, "I love your smell though," he said as he burried his face in her neck and started sniffing loudly.
Helga laughed.
"Got anymore wine?" He asked.
"Sorry no."
"Good thing for you I happen to have some, " At her quirked eyebrow he explained, "While you and Pheobe were changing Gerald went out and got some. How he got it when he's not 21? I don't know and don't want to know."
Helga grinned and shook her head, "Well pop it out, I'm thristy."
"If your thirsty wine isn't the thing you should be drinking."
"Arnold, I just found out that my boyfriend is cheating on me. I need to feel numb,"
"Are you going to break up with him?"
"Doi! Of course I am."
"Well then it is cause for a celebration. Out with the wine!"
Next time
A chipper Pheobe
Arnold's past reveiled
Next time on
Temptation
(A/N: Well, some have said that the characters are way out of character. I agree, therefore I have been trying to ease them back into their regular . . . selves? Ayway I have been trying with everyone with the exception of Arnold there is a reason for the way he is. And sorry no spellchecking in the last 2 chapters.)
