Chapter 4: The Best Medicine

Just sitting there with Arnold in that quiet room began to make Helga's headache fade. She laid back against a pillow she had propped up on the head of the bed, while facing Arnold who was still sitting on the edge.

"So, you're not regretting skipping the field trip?" she asked.

"Nah. I think I've been to the zoo enough times." he replied, smiling at her.

"Pttss...tell me about it. When I was little, Olga used to drag me there just so she could get a picture with every freakin' animal they had. Oh brother!" Helga scoffed.

Placing a hand on her thigh, Arnold asked "Is your head feeling any better?"

"Eh, it's not bad. It's not throbbing like it was yesterday." she admitted, shrugging her shoulders.

"Where exactly did you go yesterday? When I came by, Olga just said you left after she read you a story and sang you a lullaby." Arnold explained, doing his best not to smile.

Helga rolled her eyes at her memory and the idea of him knowing about it. "Crimity! After Ms. Caregiver of the year decided to smother me with the first aid attention a three year old deserves, I stormed out to head for the docks! I texted Phoebe to meet me there when she left school yesterday."

Arnold began to scoot closer, as he took her hand in his. "I guess I'd be pretty mad to."

"Ya think?" she scoffed.

He leaned his head against hers, feeling her face with his hands. As he pressed their noses together, he listened to her say "Thanks for coming to check on me."

It was as though that one simple sentence was all he needed for permission to release whatever tension had been holding him back. No sooner had Helga thanked him, Arnold jerked her face to his. The moment their lips pressed, they could each feel a tingling sensation that came to their skin caused by the other one's warm breath.

Helga was able to ignore her headache thanks to the trembling brought to her body caused by the touch of her beloved. His lips softly swept against hers while his hands were wrapped tightly around her waist.

Arnold's mind was wrapped around the appreciation she had just shown for him, without thinking about the types of movements being made between them. After realizing how long this had gone on, he slowly pulled his lips back, holding her face in his hands to say "No problem. I'm uhh glad you're okay."

Helga began to blush fiercely. All she could do was nod, with a weak smile that would hopefully show her appreciation for his concern.

At that moment, it was as though neither of them cared how her head was doing. Arnold firmly pressed his lips against hers, while placing a hand behind her head. His other arm was placed behind her waist to pull her closer towards him.

Getting into the moment, he began to feel uncomfortable sitting on the edge of the bed. Arnold then decided to lay on top of Helga on the bed, still with his hand behind her head and his other arm behind her waist. Once their chests were pressed firmly together, they could each feel the excitement of the other's heartbeat.

Hoping that meant she was as into this as he was, Arnold slid his tongue into his girlfriend's mouth. Not long after entering, Helga widened the entrance, tilting her head more for convenience. The two laid there exploring the insides of each others mouths. Every edge and corner, as if it was the cure for her headache.

While Helga began to tighten her grip around Arnold's neck, he could feel the touch of his tongue send chills throughout her body.

Backing away slowly, with their lips resting on each other, Arnold asked "Do you need to be under the covers?"

Just the thought of his concern for her made her tremble even more. "Uhhh maybe."

As he was about to get up, she pulled him down once again with her arms still around his neck.

Receiving a confused look from him, she whispered "Will you get under them with me?"

Arnold's eyes immediately widened at the sound of this. They could both feel each other's hearts continue to pound against one another's. Looking into her innocent sapphire eyes, he put a hand to her face and said "Sure."

After watching him kick his shoes off, she watched him begin to slide in beside her. Before he could, she stopped him and said "You can take your shirt off...if you want. I mean, unless you want it to feel like 90 degrees in less than nine minutes?" she tried to smirk.

Arnold gulped at the thought of undressing at his girlfriend's house, and then getting into bed with her. No one else was there though. It was just them. After taking a moment to consider it, he took off his green sweater. Helga then watched him slowly unbutton his red shirt, which she had seen him do once before.

When she hid out in his room, the night she tried to steal back her parrot. She couldn't help but catch a glance at her beloved changing his clothes through the cracks of her hiding spot.

"Guess I'll slip in beside you." Arnold said, wrapping his arm around her, as he once again pulled her lips up to meet his. She laid her hands against his warm smooth chest, while he ran his fingers through her silky blonde hair. Their lips brushed back and forth as Helga thought to herself This is the way to get rid of a headache.

As he barely pulled his lips back, keeping their noses together, he whispered "I'm glad you're feeling better."

A wide grin formed on her face as he snuggled close to him. Laying her head against his chest, she replied "You're the best medicine of all."

A few moments later, Helga opened her eyes to reach for the water on her nightstand. As she was about to reach over Arnold for it, she noticed a note on the floor.

"What's that sheet of paper on your shirt football head?"

Arnold looked over to see the note he had been writing for her the previous morning.

"Huh? Oh, I was going to give you another note to ask if you'd go out with me again today. Guess I didn't need the note for that." he laughed.

"Nope. It's not like you have a phone to text me or a mouth to ask me." she smirked.

"Whatever you say Helga." he sighed, kissing her on the head, as she wrapped her arms around him tight. The warm touch he brought to her heart was all the pain relief she could ask for.

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