Author's Note
Guys. My dudes. It has been one year exactly since I started this story. I absolutely cannot believe the incredible support I have gotten. I am also shocked at its popularity, I never expected it to get this much attention! Thank you guys for making this all happen, I am eternally grateful. -BriaJellybean POV
I was dreaming. I knew I was dreaming. But for some reason, it felt absolutely real. I couldn't wake up. I just couldn't wake up. "Jonesy, baby, wake up. It's just a dream. Shh, it's okay love love." I heard Adelaide saying. I whimpered and was brought back to consciousness.Adi pulled me into her warm arms and sighed. It was still the middle of the night, if not early morning. "What happened?" She asked worriedly. "I-I just had a r-really weird dream and I c-couldn't wake up." I told her, trying hard not to stutter. I only stutter when I'm mad, sad or anxious. I nuzzled my head into her shoulder. "You're okay." She whispered.
"In your arms, how could I not be?" I questioned, before dozing back to sleep. We were both waken up by bright sunlight streaming in through the big windows. I was wrapped up in my girlfriend's arms. "Sleep okay after that, babe?" She questioned. "Yeah." I said. I cuddled close to her, trying to forget about the pang of sadness I felt all too suddenly. I missed Juggy. I missed Dad.
Adi intertwined her fingers in my hair and kissed my cheek. "I'm so glad you could come." She whispered happily. I felt guilty. "M-me too." I agreed. We got up and dressed. It was hot today, nearly twenty five degrees celsius. She could tell I was upset. She sat down on the window seat and pulled me into her lap. "It's okay to be sad, baby. Just remember we're going to have a great time girly."
I wish I felt that way. Of course the day I had already spent with Adi was amazing, but I was consumed by the feeling of longing that flooded my chest. I took a breath. "I have a song for you, Jonesy." She announced all of a sudden. She grabbed her phone and a song started to play. "Oh. My gosh." I muttered.
'Girls Like Girls' by Hayley Kiyoko was now being blasted throughout our shared bedroom. I started laughing and singing. "Isn't this why we came? Gotta get with you. Girls like girls like boys do, nothing new." My singing was terrible, I knew this.
Adelaide gawked at me, before staring to sing herself. "We will be everything that we'd ever need. Don't tell me, tell me what I feel. I'm real and I don't feel like boys. I'm real and I don't feel like boys." Her voice was flawless as always. She pulled me to my feet and twirled me around in circles. I giggled like a child.
The song kept playing and we kept dancing. I rested my head against her shoulder, tired. She laughed lightly and the song came to a close. Adelaide shoved me playfully onto the bed and hopped on after me. We laid down, facing each other. She pulled me into her arms and wrapped her legs around mine. Our lips touched.
The door swung open. I gasped and fell off the bed. "Is this a bad time?" Soleil asked annoyedly. "Have you heard of knocking?" Adi snapped. I pushed myself off the floor. Soleil rolled her eyes. "Breakfast is ready, but if you'd rather fu-" She began. Adelaide sprung off the bed and pushed her sister out of the room. She slammed the door. I burst out laughing.
"It's not funny!" She protested. "She's such a bitch." I said, giggling. "Try being related to her, Jonesy." Adi remarked. I smiled and sighed. "You've done it again." I stated. "What's that?" "You've fixed my problem without even trying."
Jughead POV
Betty was gone when I woke up late that morning. I groaned and rolled over. My stomach was still in knots, but it was a big improvement from yesterday. I lazily got up and walked out to the living room. Dad was sitting in the kitchen, I flopped down on the couch. He came over.
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