I wrote a song. It's terrible but pretend that I did that on purpose. Just think that Arnold isn't very skilled with songwriting. Thanks. :3
Anyways, this is the last chapter. I hope ya'll enjoy it.
I don't own Hey Arnold!
"I am such an idiot!" Helga screamed to her empty house. She was halfway up her stairs when she started one of her famous monologues. This one couldn't wait.
"Oh Arnold, how I believe you. You must love me for going to so much effort to have me in your arms once more. How I hate myself for always pushing you away." She burst through her bedroom door, pulled out a familiar locket, and fell backwards on her bed, "How I would do anything for another chance. I now realize the error in my ways. You want me during my good times and bad. That's just who you are, so selfless and kind. How I long to reward your patience by being the perfect wife and partner." She stood up with a perverted smile, "and we'll make a bunch of babies."
Immediately the soft strumming of a guitar could be heard through her window. She ran to her window opening it wider.
Arnold, sitting against her tree, began to sing. This was a first for Helga. She didn't even know Arnold had a singing voice. At least, he never used it in front of anyone before.
You've held me together, you just don't know
I know you're there when I am low
It's easy to smile cuz' there's a reason
Your beautiful smile every season
Sweet blue eyes
Your hugs remind me of warm summer skies
I just think I need to mention
I might need an intervention
I'm so addicted to you
I need to see your eyes so blue.
She immediately recognized the chorus. It was a poem that she wrote the week before they broke up. The only difference was that it was slightly altered. Instead of Helga's blue eyes, the poem admired Arnold's green ones. His ability to put music to her written words nearly made her collapse with giddy happiness.
Hand in hand we walk
I'm elated when you talk
The words you write, the way you say them
Don't stop your obsession
I've said this many times before
I need you just a little more
Tomorrow that need will grow, I'm sure
Time away from you I can't endure
I need your
Sweet blue eyes
Your hugs remind me of warm summer skies
I just think I need to mention
I might need an intervention
I'm so addicted to you
I need to see your eyes so blue.
Rocky roads taste the sweetest
I'm glad we'll weather every test
You may forget so I'll just tell you
Please understand my love is so true
Arnold looked up from his guitar. He looked into Helga's eyes and sang with a smile.
I can't live without your
Sweet blue eyes
Your hugs remind me of warm summer skies
I just think I need to mention
I might need an intervention
I'm so addicted to you
I need to see your eyes so blue
Arnold was never good with words. He could always rely on Helga to finish his thoughts and elaborate his feelings. He knew he could conquer any debate with Helga by his side. When something needed to be said, she would say it. Eventually she would become too passionate and Arnold would gently pull her back and calm her down as she thought things through. That night was not an exception. Arnold had to prepare this song and it took a little over a week to do so. The melody wasn't the hard part. He needed to write the verses and careful convey his feelings. "I hope that got the message across." Arnold smiled as he rested Betsy against the tree's trunk.
Helga was at a loss for words. She only gawked as she took his song in. "Ah, err," She regained composer, scowled, and slammed the window shut.
"It was worth a shot," Arnold said feeling defeated and discouraged. He leaned back onto her tree and breathed a heavy sigh. He soon picked up Betsy and slowly made his way to his Grandfather's old jalopy. Before opening the door he hit his forehead against the car window. "Crap, crap."
"Forget something?" Arnold turned back to find Helga holding his guitar case. A soft breeze picked up causing her slightly curly hair to fly back. She blushed as she brushed the gold locks from her face. The full moon was illuminating her.
"Helga?"Arnold smiled hopfully.
Tears began to well in her eyes, "Oh Arnold," she cried as she dropped the case to the ground and ran towards the confused yet elated boy. Arnold nearly ran to her and picked her up from the ground as they reached each other. Despite the few inches she had on him, he was able to lift her off the ground during their embrace. "I am so sorry, please understand. I only wanted what was best for you. But now I know that despite the utter bullshit I put you through, you are willing to endure it because you love me."
"Exactly," he replied. She was always really good at saying what he meant. Even though he couldn't put is feelings into words, he held her close and showed his emotions for her by planting a deep passionate kiss on her lips. Unlike the previous one, this kiss lasted long. It was as if time had stopped until the end of the kiss came naturally. The couple needed to catch their breaths.
"I mean, you should be careful, football head." I could sue your for copyright infringement.
"I'm glad you noticed that I stole the lyrics to my song." Arnold, still holding her, hugged her tighter. He didn't want to let go. "Anyways, how about it? Want to be my girlfriend again?"
Helga nodded while her face turned pink. "No one is at my house right now. Maybe we can catch up. It's been three months."
"I'd love to." Arnold grinned.
And that night, three months worth of makeouts were had.
Okay, I know that ending seemed like it came right out of a shojo manga but I couldn't help it. I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope it was enjoyed. I illustrated Helga during this last part so please check out this link:
http: /twelvepercent. deviantart. com/#/d2wv221
-Twelvepercent :D