Fresh start

Chapter 27

I can't remember what has happened so far so ima just guess because I can't be bothered to read the last few chapters.

It had been three weeks since Veronica and Betty had came back. Throughout the first week Veronica aggravated Jughead. She'd kept asking him the same question, Why have you not asked Betty to be your girlfriend yet? That same question that Veronica had coming from her lips kept ringing in his ears. The thought never left his mind, not once, and if he wasn't thinking about it directly, it was lingering around, never completely disappearing. So he done the only rational thing he could to get the thought to leave his mind. He asked her. Jughead Jones asked Betty Cooper to be his girlfriend. You'd think that would be the talk of the town since it's a small place, words get thrown around easily, but they decided to keep it a secret. Only the inner circle knew. Not pop Tate. Not their classmates. Not even their parents. Just their closest and most trust worthy friends.

Jughead had asked her during a sunset as they sat on the rocks next to sweetwater river. The sun was falling along the horizon and rich hues of red blended with orange. Betty was sat on a cold rock with her legs crossed as she picked the small strands of grass that grew between the cracks, quietly humming to a song that had been stuck in her head. Jughead was sat next to her, leaning his weight onto his two arms that held him up, he was admiring her beauty. She really was a sight for sore eyes. Her golden hair was tied in a messy bun with a few strands that waved around in the salty air. The gorgeous mint green dress was hidden under his overside grey hoodie he had given her earlier when he saw the goosebumps form on her arms. She was in her own world, as if there was no one else sitting around her, only the trees and glistening river. "You're beautiful," He had said, breaking the silence. Her cheeks flashed pink as she looked at him with her lips curved into a smile. "Can we make our relationship official?" Jughead had bluntly asked. Betty smiled wider, flashing her pearly whites. "Depends, can I refer to you as my boyfriend." She'd chirped and slowly moved herself onto his lap. Jughead's heart was pounding with happiness when she wrapped her arms around his neck, his hands had gently gripped her waist. "Depends, can I call you my girlfriend." He'd smirked and Betty bit down on her lip, trying to hide the cheek aching smile she had.

Now, two weeks later the two were midway through a make out session. Earlier, Betty had been in bed watching a movie when she heard the familiar knock coming from her window. She knew it was Jughead. He tended to do that a lot since they had got together. After letting him in she had quickly locked the door of her room before running back over to him and crashing their lips together.

They hadn't yet had sex. Every time things became more heated someone or something would interrupt.

Betty's lazy eyes were droopy, she was exhausted. Her and Veronica had to stay at cheer practice for an extra two hours. However she didn't want to sleep. Jughead had risked being hurt just to climb up her window and sneak a few kisses, but her lips, eyes and arms were slowly falling asleep. Jughead was planting small kisses along her jaw and soon went back to Betty's lips that tasted like her cherry chapstick. He saw her eyes slowly blink when he pulled away to go back to her neck but he didn't. "Are you tired?" Jughead asked. He cautiously placed her down next to her and tucked the duvet around her. "I'm sorry, maybe tomorrow we can continue where we left off, but I'm super tired tonight." Betty mumbled and rubbed her knuckles against her eyes. A weak smile appeared across her lips when Jughead stood up and kissed her forehead. He slowly pulled away and smiled before turning around and sliding his feet back into his black shoes. "Stay with me, please." Betty pouted leaning up from her position and grabbing onto his wrist. As he went to face her she tugged on his arm, causing him to tumble backwards onto the bed. "But what if your parents see me in the morning?" He asked, pushing his shoes back off already. Betty shrugged, pointed at the door, gesturing that it was locked before holding out her arms for him. Jughead pulled his top off and Betty couldn't help but stare once his pants were soon discarded from his legs, leaving him left in only his tight black boxers. Jughead smirked when he flopped down on the bed, next to Betty, wrapping their arms around each other and entwined their tanned legs. She breathed in his scent and pushed her body closer to his, If that was even possible.

The dim light coming from the moon that shone through her single window highlighted every feature of her face. But her eyes, they were the most gorgeous. They were the colour of the sea on a stormy night, green with specks of blue and silver. Her long eyelashes curved as her eyes fluttered open and closed, staring deeply into his. "You're so beautiful." Jughead whispered, tightening his arms that embraced her. Betty's cheeks turned pink as she cocked her head forward, connecting her warm pink lips with his. "Goodnight, Juggie." She hummed against his curved lips before pulling away and burying her face into his chest. Jughead fondled her hair in his hair, and the two peacefully fell asleep in each others embrace.

A/N: I feel like I haven't wrote a chapter in so long oml. I'm getting so bored of this fanfic but I'm not going to stop writing it till it's finished.