Arnold's greatest treasure

The sunlight shine through the sky window announcing a new day. It was Saturday morning and Arnold's room was freezing, it was obvious the heater had broken down during the night. It was early when Arnold's grandfather open his bedroom door to check up on him. It had been a cold night at the boarder house and he wanted to make sure Arnold had a warm blanket. He open the door carefully and saw a large bulky cover on Arnold's bed, he could easily see Arnold was under it since his hands were pocking out.
"How can that kid breathe under the cover?" The old man asked himself scratching his head has he closed the door shut and headed back down stairs.

A couple of minutes later Arnold opened his eyes to find himself underneath the covers with Helga wrapped in his body. She was still dozed with her arm resting under his shirt, touching his chest while her leg spread across his hips. Arnold could feel his heart beating intensely through his chest has he was getting nervous to feel her hand on his bare skin in that position.

I can't believe we actually slept together under the covers the entire night. How long have we been in this position? And how come I didn't feel her hand sliding under my shirt? Did she place her hands anywhere else in my body without me knowing? ( His eyes widened) Oh man...I really don't want to move...I'm just loving this...but what if my grandpa walks in? What if he sees us? What would he think? 

All those thoughts rushed through his mind has he was trying to enjoy that special moment with Helga in his arms. Arnold pulled down the cover just enough to look around and notice his bedroom door shut, the temperature was chilling cold in his room. Why is it so cold? I wonder if the heater broke down? Arnold was pondering.

Suddenly Helga's phone ringed, it was a private number. Arnold had a bad feeling about the call and decided to pick up the phone quietly.
"Hello?" Answered Arnold with a deep firm voice. Nothing, nobody answer back, but he could tell someone was listening.
"Who is this!?" Arnold asked again, this time upset. The private caller hanged up.
"Son of a bitch, it must be him!" Said Arnold to himself disturbed by the call. He placed the phone down and decided to wake Helga.

He went under the covers again, the cold air from his bedroom had chilled his warm body.
He placed his hand on Helga's head caressing her hair. "Helga, Helga wake up" she was in a deep sleep.
"Helga, wake up"
"Helga"

She began to move her arms and legs gently, has she did she rubbed Arnold's hip area with her left leg. Arnold's eye widened has he felt warm tingling feeling on his abdomen area.
He carefully moved to his side, moving her leg and arm from his chest. "Helga wake up." She finally opened her eyes to meets Arnold's peaceful sweet green eyes.

"What time is it? And why are we beneath the covers?"she asked barely awake.
"It's freezing in my room, I think the heater blew during the night. And... without knowing, we found warmth in each other below the covers." Said Arnold blushing.
"Do you remember placing your hand on my chest last night?"
"No football head, the last thing I remember was you pouring your feelings to me so, affectionately everything you said was beautiful and heartwarming." Helga presses her lips on his so warmly and softly, still under the covers has she leaned closer to his body. He was under her embraced has he place his hand on her torso and pressed her even closer to him, at that point Helga kiss got more intense has she place her leg over his hip.
Arnold reacted. "Wait Helga" he pulled back trying to regain control and breathe. "Has much has I want this, because I do, right now it's not the best time, my grandpa can walk in any moment and....you need to call your father immediately and call the police to report that sick bastard."
Helga felt discouraged about having to talk about her dramatic ordeal . "Now, Football Head? Can we just enjoy this moment a bit."
"Now Helga!" Said Arnold firmly.
Helga sighed has Arnold gave her the phone and stood up from the bed.
"I'm going down stairs to have a talk to my grandparents about what happen, I have to tell them everything. Also if a private call comes in... don't take it!"
"Why?" Asked Helga confused.
Arnold sighed and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.
"Just trust me Helga, don't take the call, okay. I'll be downstairs with my phone, whenever your ready, text me. I'll give you a sweater and some pants to use."