"Betty I-i" "Jug you didn't know. Your ok. I just not used to that." Trying to change the subject "So are you sleeping on the ground or with me?" "With you preferably." I was pretty happy. "Are you mad at me?" "For what could I possibly be mad at you for?" "That. I don't want it to be awkward." I started to get hot and red. I could feel him trying to think something to say. "Let me see your phone Betty." He said semi confused and the other part sweet. "Why Mr.Jones?" I said cheekily. "Just because." He grabbed my phone. I had no password because of my mom. He opened up my Spotify and looked up my favorites playlist. He clicked on "Six Feet Under" by Billie Elish. He grabbed me by the hand. "Come here Mrs.Cooper.." He pulled me in as the chorus started to ring. "I am really sorry about earlier. I just-your amazingly beautiful Betty." I swooned a little bit in my heart. He twirled me around. "I didn't know you where a dancer Jughead Jones" I smiled. "There's a lot you don't know about me." He said as he smirked. "Like what?" "Like this..." "ELIZABETH JUGHEAD!" "We better go downstairs Jug" I held his hand on the way down the stairs. "Yes mom?" "Are you needing dinner Jughead?" I looked at him. "No Mrs.C. I'm ok. Betty?" "Betty doesn't need anything." I let go of his hand and ran upstairs. I jumped onto my bed and hugged my tiger stuffed animal that Polly gave me. "Betty! Are you ok?" I wanted to say no I'm fine. Like everyone else is. "No Jug. She is EVIL. I FUCKING HATE HER!" I stuffed my head into his shoulder. I sat and cried. When I looked up Jughead had a tear from his eye. "I am so sorry for you a Betty." I leaned back in to his shoulder. He had moved to the corner of the bed. "You're a lot sweeter than you seem." "What?" I smiled. "You seem all emo and sad and tough and mean. But you are so sweet." He looked down at me and smiled. "Wow Cooper." "What time is it anyway?" "9:00." I yawned. "You're tired Betty?" "Yeah." I pulled the covers over the both of us. "Hey. Let me help you" He pulled the covers over our heads. "Like when we were kids." When we where kids we used to escape to land of Under the Covers. "Your still as cute as you where when you where little." Aww Jughead Jones can compliment. "You're so sweet." I yawned. He snuggled up next to me. I laid my head on his shoulder and snuggled my head into his collar bone. He laid his head on mine and before I knew it I was asleep. I woke up to a notification on my phone. I open up my phone,clicked on Instagram and saw it. The post that would ruin me. I was afraid I would lose Jughead too.
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2000 ♥️ @archieandrews remember doing her like yesterday I sat and cried my eyes out. I'm leaned back into Jughead seeing how many minutes of Comfort I had with Jughead. I wished I had been more responsible with life. Ugh. I hate him. I leaned into Jughead. I looked up at him. He is so adorable. His eyes opened. "Hey Coop. How'd you sleep?" I wanted to just lay there forever. "Good. How about you?" "Amazing. You slept like a baby." He sat up. "Jug why do you like me?" I looked up at him. His eyes were that pretty ocean blue. "Your amazing. Your sweet. Your kind and your not afraid to have fun." Jughead leaned over me and grabbed his phone of my nightstand. I leaned into him grasping the last moments of the best thing I had. "That mother fucker. Betty why didn't you tell me?!" I sarted to cry. "I'm So sorry Jug. I" "Quit Betty." He jumped up and walked straight out the door. I sat in silence and bawled. "I'm sorry Jug" I said to myself.
