Author: VerelLupin PM
Stealing love was never so much fun or so much work. AH Rating for mild language and some adult themes.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Arnold & Helga - Chapters: 3 - Words: 2,934 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 06-24-08 - Published: 01-27-08 - id: 4038655
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Hey Arnold belongs to me!! No just wishful thinking.
Arnold couldn't stand it any longer. He flung the blankets with a violence most people were unaware he possessed. "I'll make her listen."Having made up his mind, he glanced briefly at his night table.
"Four in the morning? Damm, like I need this shit now." Arnold grabbed the nearest sweatshirt and hoped to God that it was clean. Having fallen asleep in his jeans, he only paused to stomp into some boots.
He rummaged in his closet and having located several items, all of which he shoved into his old duffel bag, Arnold got into his car and headed downtown. He passed the old neighborhood, but he was in no state to reminisce. He made his way silently to her complex.
Thankfully someone had left the gate open. He guided his car to the nearest parking spot, it was close to her apartment. Apparently fate was favoring him tonight. Arnold stuck to the shadows, he spotted her balcony and was glad for the lateness of the hour.
He pondered a second, trying to recall her exact address. He remembered, it was his birthday inverted and it was a second story apartment. "Thanks Helga, way to make it easy for me."
He climbed the stairs, he'd only been here once and he'd been plastered, so having remembered where she lived was an accomplishment. Now if he could avoid being arrested, this could actually work.
He jimmied the lock and crept into the silent room, he was suddenly aware he was breaking into someone's home. The guilty thought melted into the back of his mind, right now that didn't matter. He searched for her bedroom, a closet and guest room later he found it.
He paused in the doorway, she was completely spread out on the bed. Her hair trapped by her arm. He chuckled, 'she always was a violent sleeper.'
Arnold creped closer, he grabbed a bunch of clothes from her closet and stuffed it into the duffel bag he was carrying. He draped it sideways on his body. Once adjusted he slowly peeled the blankets off her, she was wearing a pair of men's boxers and nothing else. He was suddendly grateful she was on her stomach.
He forced his mind to focus, although he could feel a painful tightening of his pants. 'Now or never.' Taking a deep breath, he kneeled on the bed. His weight forced her body to move towards him, he pressed his hands palm up hard against the mattress.
He inched his hands underneath her, using her own weight to move her into his arms. With great effort, Arnold gripped and pulled the light sheet with her. He maintained his eyes trained on her pretty face, taking care to cover her fully before looking down at her.
He took a steady breath and grasped Helga's wrist. He put her arm across one of his shoulders. Arnold then reached between her legs, at least as much as the sheet would allow. Passing his arm between her legs, he then grasped behind her thigh and put her on his shoulder in a fireman's carry.
He straightened up gingerly, he wanted to make sure she hadn't woken up. He saw the bottle of prescription pills on the dresser. Letting go the breath he didn't even know he was holding, he reached into his pocket.
He pulled out the brief note he printed out before leaving his apartment, and left it on the kitchen counter. Arnold adjusted his hold on her, the sheet was slippery on his shoulder. He opened her door and quickly taking her keys off the hook, he closed her apartment door.
He once again stuck to the shadows, he placed her on the seat in the back. He was amazed at what a heavy sleeper Helga was but then those sleeping pills she had taken probably helped. He prayed Phoebe would not remember she had given him that particular wonderful piece of information.
Without a backward glance, Arnold got into the car and drove as quickly as possible. Once on the highway he relaxed a little. He saw the exit for a rest stop and headed immediately for it. He pulled in.
After having made sure Helga was still asleep, he climbed into the back with her. He locked the doors and settled for a much needed nap, after all he would have to deal with her in the morning. Grabbing the blanket from the front seat, he curled up next to her. Her face pillowed on his shoulder, Arnold laid a kiss on her temple and promptly fell asleep.