"Yes, V, now let go of my leg." I look down to the raven haired weirdo that I've come to call my friend, and she sighs, letting go.
"I don't want you to go." She groans, standing up. I shrug.
"We will be literally three doors away from eachother." I say. She rolls her eyes.
"It's not the same." She says. Hermione laughs from behind us, then pulls me into a hug.
"It was great to have you here Mariella." She says. I smile widely at her while she releases me.
"Thanks for having me, Granger." I say, giving her a wink. She laughs, then walks towards my mom. Veronica sighs.
"How are we supposed to be married when you don't even live with me." She says.
"Easy, you aren't married." Jughead walks up beside me, pulling me into a tight embrace. "She's mine."
"No sh-"
"Yes." He says. I sigh, leaning up and kissing his cheek.
"There's two more boxes in the guest room, come help." I mumble, letting go of him and walking towards the direction of the room. Veronica stops me though, by grabbing my arm.
"What?" I question, looking at her. She points to her cheek with an expectant gaze, and I sigh, leaning over and pecking her cheek.
"Happy?" I ask. She nods with a smile, and I laugh walking over to Jughead.
"I can't kiss you until you wash your face." Jughead says, and I raise my eyebrow.
"Really?" I ask. He nods, and I lean up, pecking his lips. His eyes grow wide, and he playfully gags.
"Fine," I say, "no kisses for a week."
"What?! No!" He says. I huff playfully, walking into the guest room and going to grab a box. "Baby, I was joking." I stay silent, picking up the box and headed out the door, down to my apartment.
"Mari. Mariella. Mars. Baby. Sweetheart. Princess. Darling. Baby girl. Love of my life. Bab-"
"Oh my goodness okay." I turn, pecking his lips once again. He smiles smugly, and I roll my eyes, walking to my new room.
"I love you!" He shouts out. I giggle.
"I love you more." I yell back, setting down the box. He comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, kissing my cheek.
