"A-Arnold?! Wh- What are you, how did you, what?!" I stuttered.
"I was wondering what was taking Gerald so long, so I had decided to walk around a little and go looking for him. And also to get away from my grandparents for a little bit, they were embarrassing me pretty bad. Then I happened to find you out here sitting on the ground." Arnold said looking down at me.
"But how did you know it was me?" I asked looking up at him.
"Well I just figured the only girl who would do something out of the ordinary would be you." Arnold said coolly. I squinted my eyes and scowled at him.
"And what's that's supposed to mean." I retorted in anger, upset that he thought I was some weirdo.
"No! I mean your name was the first name that came to me. I guess I was just hoping it would be you and looks like I was right."
He said staring down at me with those half lidded eyes and a smile. Just like in the picture but a hundred times better. I looked away blushing uncontrollably.
"Oh... well whatever..." I replied as nonchalantly as possible.
He was hoping it was me; my name was the first name that came to him. I chanted to myself getting happier by the moment.
"Oh what's that?" Arnold pointed towards my chest. Gasp I totally forgot I had the locket in my hands, I was so shocked at seeing Arnold that I ended up forgetting about it. I quickly stuffed it in my shirt to where he couldn't see it, and then turned back towards him.
"None of your business football head." I snapped while scowling at him.
A few moments passed by with him just staring at me. Aww damn it I can't believe I just snapped at him like that, after five years of not seeing him this is how I behave. He's never going to speak to me ever ag- ! Then out of nowhere he burst out laughing. I just stared at him completely dumbfounded by his reaction.
"Wow I haven't heard that nickname in a long time." He chuckled.
"Yeah because being called a football head is completely funny." I scoffed while rolling my eyes.
This of course made Arnold start to laugh even more. He then stared at my hands where I was covering my chest to hide the locket then he began to turn pink in the cheeks. He ended up coughing and looked away quickly hiding his face. I stared at him blankly and raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was so embarrassed about.
"What Arnoldo?" I asked a little annoyed.
He looked down at me again then quickly turned away. His face a deep crimson. What did I spill something on my shirt? That's when I looked down and then realized that my shirt had pulled down a bit too far when I had stuffed the locket in there. Revealing my cleavage, that's what Arnold must have been embarrassed about, OH MY GOSH, Arnold was staring at my breasts.
I turned scarlet and tried to cover my breasts some more, which of course only made it worse since they made my breasts squeeze closer together. When Arnold saw, it looked like he had almost died since he gasped and ended up falling to the floor, his face on fire.
By now everybody in the airport was staring at us as if we were psychos. I was so mortified that I couldn't even look him in the face anymore, not that he would notice since he was doing the same.
"Err um seems like some things never change eh heh heh." he said nervously rubbing his arm.
"Y - Yeah I guess not, I guess that's why they say old habits die hard." I stammered talking to the floor.
"Yeah..." Arnold added. It was an incredibly awkward silence that I wanted to die right then and there. Eventually Arnold broke the silence.
"So how has it been these past few years? Anything new happen?" Arnold asked. I looked at him from the corner of my eye.
"It's been pretty okay actually football head; I mean it's pretty much the same thing you know with my parents and all." I said while continuing to look at him from the corner of my eye.
"You mean your mom is still drinking?" Arnold said his face turning to concern. Oh my gosh, he couldn't have looked anymore adorable. I swear I was this close to pulling his face and giving him a big fat kiss.
"You know your dad should try to help her get out of that addiction, it's just going to make it worse." Arnold stated.
"As if he would care the only thing he cares about is his stupid company and being King of Big Bob Beepers." I muttered.
"What?! Are you serious he hasn't done anything to help?" Arnold yelled. By now Arnold was livid.
"Arnold it's okay, really, you don't have to get upset about it, it's not like it's the first time he's done this." I replied with a shrug.
"Are you kidding me right now?! Just because he hasn't helped in the past doesn't mean he should just completely ignore your feelings!" Arnold shouted
"Well how in the hell do I get him to change, it's not like he's ever given a damn about anyone else?! I yelled back.
"Talk to him." Arnold stated.
I gave Arnold a blank stare.
"What?" Acting as if I didn't just hear him.
"Exactly what I meant, tell him how you feel, and I'm sure he will understand." Arnold replied.
I gave Arnold a look of bewilderment, oh my gosh he really is a noble prince, so caring and just Ah!
"Sheesh Arnoldo no need to be so serious, you always have to look on the bright side don't ya." I said while giving Arnold a little smirk.
"Well somebody has to." Arnold chuckled while smirking back at me.
I giggled and then we started to laugh even harder. I wish I could just freeze time and stay like that in such bliss with Arnold forever.
"But seriously Helga please, think about what I told you." Arnold said seriously while taking my hands in his.
I almost blacked out just from him being so close I hadn't even realized we were sitting that close to each other.
"Okay I'll think about it." I whispered quickly while looking at the floor so he couldn't see my blazing face. Arnold smiled liking my answer than he continued to stare at me.
"Helga..." Arnold breathed softly.
I looked up at him getting rid of the huge blush I had.
"What ...?" I asked.
He looked very nervous, and for a second I thought he wasn't going to say anything but then he squeezed my hands and finally looked down at me.
"You ... look so pretty, just like that night before I left." He said.
My heart had sped up to where it sounded like a drum solo. I was sure everyone could hear it.
"Gee Arnold ... thanks." I shyly responded.
"Helga ... I wanted to talk about what happened that night..." Arnold started to say.
"What night?" I questioned while trying to look as dumb as can be.
What night? Of course I knew exactly what he was talking about. How could I forget.
"Helga you know what I'm talking about, that night when -" Arnold said short.
"Helga, Arnold?!" Gerald shouted as he came running towards us at top speed.
For once I was actually glad to see him; I mean talk about perfect timing. I mean I don't hate him, actually we started to become more of friends after Arnold had left. Though it doesn't mean he couldn't be a pain in the ass. I then noticed that Phoebe was running along the side of Gerald holding hands with him.
"Helga! Oh my goodness I'm so glad to have found you."
"Just where the hell were you guys?! Do you know how crazy I was acting because you guys ditched me!" I snapped.
"Damn you missed me that much." Gerald said while placing a hand on his chest and fake swooning.
My eyebrow twitched and I raised my fist.
"Oh yeah I really miss beating the shit out of you if that's what you mean." I growled.
"There's no need to be ashamed of your feelings for me I mean who couldn't fall in love with this face but I know you really like Ar -."
Phoebe elbowed him to shut up. While also giving him an evil glare under her glasses. Oh my gosh forget what I said about being happy to see him, right now I want to murder him from almost exposing my secret about Arnold. How he figured out I will never know. But ever since he found out my love for Arnold he teases me every day constantly.
"Ouch! Phoebe what was that for?" He whimpered while rubbing his arm.
"I'm so sorry Helga, me and Gerald went to ask a couple if they knew any directions around this place. By the time we went to go back to where you were standing, You were gone and we went to go search for you." Phoebe explained while looking solemnly guilty.
"It's okay Phoebes, I know you didn't mean to, but I'm not so sure about Gerald here." I protested while giving him a look.
"Hey it wasn't my idea! It was all Phoebe." Gerald protested.
"Gerald!" Phoebe shouted while smacking his arm again.
"Ouch Phoebe my arm still hurts from you breaking it!" Gerald whined.
"Ah ha ha, serves your ass right!" I laughed.
"Wow things sure have gotten crazy since I been gone." Arnold said while smiling.
I then looked at Arnold and remembered what he was almost going to ask me. He then turned his head to me, and we both kind of stared at each other. Arnold's eyes was so intimidating that I was the first to look at away.
"Oh I'm so sorry we didn't even welcome you back properly Arnold." Phoebe apologized.
"No really it's okay." Arnold replied politely while smiling.
"No it's not man. I mean we completely forgot you were right there, that was pretty shitty of us. Gerald said while scratching his head.
"You guys seriously it's okay, I really don't mind." Arnold said while giving them reassuring smiles.
"Good that means I don't have to feel sorry for you." I replied sarcastically.
"Yeah I guess so Helga..." Arnold said.
I could feel his eyes burning through my shirt and I was nervous to turn around. Nervous?! Why am I nervous, this is Arnold i'm talking about the most clueless guy on Earth. Plus the love of my life. Sigh...
"Well I don't know about you but I'm starving Arnold! Let's hurry and go eat at your party!" Gerald shouted while raising his arms.
"My party...?" Arnold said confused.
"Your welcome home party dude, you should have known everyone was gonna be happy to see you again." Gerald replied enthusiastically.
"Yes we all missed you Arnold." Phoebe agreed smiling.
"Wow I can't believe you guys did that, I didn't even know that everyone still remembered me." Arnold said in surprise.
"But of course Arnold even Helga wanted to help in preparing the party." Phoebe gushed.
"She did, did she?" Arnold replied slowly. While turning his shining green eyes on me.
Note to self, kill Phoebe after the party.
"Yeah she was really insistent on helping out, right Helga?" Gerald added with a huge smug face trying to keep himself from cracking up.
Okay another note to self kill Phoebe and Gerald.
"So you guys ready to meet up with my family again?" Arnold asked as we began to start walking.
"You mean your crazy grandparents and your awesome kick ass parents?" Gerald questioned.
I raised my eyebrow in question. Phoebe had her mouth slightly agape, and Arnold just continued to stare blankly at Gerald. Before he slowly began to reply. "Uh... yes?"
"Ah hell yeah! Your family rocks!" Gerald exclaimed.
Arnold began to laugh. I ended up smirking while Phoebe smacked Gerald's arm again. "Gerald !"
"Phoebe please stop hurting me." Gerald pleaded.
"Watch your language Gerald." Phoebe replied. Though she was trying to hold back her own laughter as well.
"Okay guys what the hell are we waiting for? Let's go." I said as I started to walk. Arnold smiled and stared at me as he started to follow me.
"Yeah let's get going." Arnold replied.
It seems as if we've been walking around this place forever. Not only was my feet sore, but I was starting to lose my patience with Gerald's constant flirting with Phoebe. I mean it's cute when Phoebe gets all flustered. Though it's irritating as hell when Gerald is always pulling the cheesiest lines yet.
For example...
"Oh Phoebe I would get lost in your eyes if your beautiful glasses wouldn't block them."
Or...
"Phoebe did I ever tell you how your eyes remind me of caramel chocolates"
And the worst pickup line of them all...
"Hey Phoebes you should come check me out at the gym. That way you can see a better side of me. If you know what I mean."
Ugh. Do you see my frustration?!
"Oh Gerald you don't have to hold my bag. I'm perfectly capable of holding it." Phoebe said while smiling.
"No I want to do it, can't have your delicate hands being ruined. Their to beautiful for that." Gerald whispered softly.
Phoebe blushed and looked away shyly.
"Okay well in that case thank you Gerald." Phoebe replied .
"Ugh oh my gosh are we almost there yet?" I groaned.
"Yes Helga were almost there." Arnold responded.
"But we have been walking for hours!" I shouted.
"Helga it's only been twenty minutes..." Arnold stated as he continued onward.
"Whatever, any longer and I'm going to go crazy!" I protested.
"I think it's a bit to late for that." Gerald added.
"Come over and say that to my face tall hair boy!" I exclaimed while running over to him.
"Ahhhh! Phoebe, your crazy friend is trying to kill me!" He yelled while hiding behind Phoebe.
"Oh Gerald don't over react." Phoebe giggled.
"Get over here!" I yelled.
"Arnold help me out man!" Gerald pleaded.
Arnold chuckled while shaking his head.
"Alright I'm coming over." Arnold answered.
"You better move back Arnold." I growled. Arnold looked at me and continued to walk towards me.
"Hey I said to step - !" I was about to shout, when I was cut off by Arnold picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I was to stunned to say anything, so I just sat there with my mouth hanging open.
"Well let's go you guys my family should be around the corner over there." Arnold replied.
He began walking with me on his shoulder still. Phoebe and Gerald had these really creepy smiles on their faces. Oh crimeny. I rolled my eyes at them.
"Put me down football head!" I snapped.
"Not a chance Helga." Arnold replied smiling. he's so enjoying this. I growled and tried to squirm my way out of his arms, but his grip on me was pretty tight. I pouted and tried my best to cross my arms.
A few minutes later I saw Arnold's grandma standing on a stack of suitcases. As if she were a sailor looking out for someone.
"Ah there he is!" His grandma exclaimed. While doing a front flip off of the suit cases.
"Oh my!" Phoebe gasped.
"Holy sh- !" Gerald said as his eyes got bigger.
My mouth was hanging open. We continued to watch as she made a perfect landing and ended up rushing towards us.
"Eleanor it's great to see you and your crew here again. Arnold's grandma said enthusiastically.
"Hey Gertie." I said while jumping off Arnold's shoulder to give her a hug.
Ever since Arnold had left I ended up spending a lot of time with his grandparents but mainly Gertie. I really like her, who would have thought we had so much in common?
"Oh I take it you guys have gotten to know each other well." Arnold commented while smiling at me. Geez, doesn't that boy know his smiles can give me a heart attack?
"Yeah well you know ... she's pretty cool so..." I began but then stopped as I noticed Arnold's stare. I swear I can drown in his eyes and die happily.
"So Helga remember my parents?" Arnold asked me as he ushered me towards his parents. How could I forget, they were the whole reason why we went to the jungle to save them. Not that I had a problem with that. Though I just simply nodded, and smiled.
If I'm being completely honest I was a little nervous to see his parents again. I didn't know whether or not Arnold had told them about my constant bullying on him. I didn't want them to hate me.
"Oh my is that really you Helga?" Arnold's mom questioned.
"Yeah it's really me. Nice to see you again Stella." I replied while looking at Phoebe. Of course she wasn't paying no attention, because of Gerald.
"Nice to see you again too, it's been so long." Stella said while giving me a hug.
"You really have grown up huh, nice to see you again." Arnold's father added while leaning over to give me a hug.
If I weren't so head over heels for Arnold I would have fallen for his father. I mean he's handsome, smart , and adventurous. I can see where Arnold got his sexiness from.
"Y-yeah I missed you guys too." I stuttered while blushing a little.
"Come on you guys I'm ready to go to the party!" Gerald shouted.
"And I need to go to the bathroom, too many raspberries." Arnold's grandpa, Phil moaned. He then began to hold his stomach, and looked green in the face. That's when me and Arnold made eye contact with each other before giving ourselves a sigh.
"Oh boy here we go again..." I trailed off.