bughead_stories

realising she loved him

Well hello my dudes, I made this one in collab with the very talented
Riverdale4ever1

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Third person p.o.v
Betty sat in a booth of the Whyte Wyrm. The club had hosted a party in celebration for the anniversary of the day the Serpents had first formed and since she and the Serpent king were..having fun with each other, she was invited. But, of course, because it was her life, something bad just had to happen. So she was currently gripping her empty soda can in her left hand and a scowl on her face as she watched one of the Serpents- her name was Clare, she believed- flirting with the guy she was having an affair with.

Jughead had a smirk plastered on his face as he acted interested in whatever the girl in front of him was talking about. He knew that Betty was stubborn, so If he had to make her jealous to let her finally see that he is not hers until she asks. He would do it. 

She sighed and she squeezed the can, soon having enough. She tossed it on the table and got up, stoking her way over to him as she dug her nails into her palms. “Excuse me, what’s going on?” She asked, glaring at Clare.

His smirk only got wider as he looked up, taking an extra long sip of his drink before answering her "what do you mean Elizabeth?" He asked her with a smug tone.

She glared at him before turning to Clare. “Hi, do you mind if I talk to him in private? Thanks.” She said, not waiting for a response as she gave her a pointed look.

Jughead looked at her and shrugged "I don't know Coop, I'm not really in the mood to leave this lovely lady all alone" he says looking at Clare and sending the girl a wink.

“Forsythe fucking Jones, we are talking alone. Now!” She said, glaring at him harshly. “I don’t care if you want to speak with her or flirt with her or get in her pants, I’m talking alone with you now.”

"Jeez calm down, let me first drink my beer and then I meet up with you" he says with a smirk before grabbing his beer in his hands and starting to drink it. Not even standing up or looking at her

She glared at him and took the beer, slamming it on the table, grabbing him by the collar and moving him so his face was right in front of hers. “NOW!” She said and walked away, dragging him behind her by the collar.

The bar erupted in laughter as they saw what happened, but felt silent when jughead sent them all a death glare. "Betty calm down" he says, ripping himself away from her deadly grip when they were outside. 

“What the actually fucking hell is the matter with you?? Why the hell are you flirting with that- that girl!! She’s not even your type! She doesn’t know anything about you! She doesn’t care about you the way I..never mind. Why her??”

He threw his hands up in the air in frustration "Betty you are so impossible! Two days ago, in the morning I asked you to be serious, you laughed at me. Then you wanted to have sex with me, but everytime I wanna hug you, you yell at me. And now, I'm talking to someone else you freak out. Decide what you want Cooper, because I'm not here to keep fucking waiting on you"

“I never asked you to wait for me! I just..I’m confused okay! I don’t know what I want! But that girl isn’t worth your time! She doesn’t know anything about you! She could never love you! She could never care about you! She just wants to sleep with you!”

"Isn't that exactly what you do too? You give me exactly enough to stay but never actually give me anything, you blow up about a girl while you do the same fucking thing Betty. Wake up, because this is your last chance. Say you care about me, and I'll stay. Don't say anything and" he took a deep breath before talking the words he had in his head for weeks now "and I'll end it all, no more hookups, no more kisses and no more late phone calls. It's your choice Coop"

“But why? Why do we have to put a label on this? Why can’t we just..just do this with no strings attached? Why do we have to make it confusing by adding feelings into it instead of just doing it like this?” She asked Jughead with a desperate tone.

"Because my feelings are already in it Betty! And yours are clearly too, otherwise you wouldn't have cared so much about that girl" he says in the same desperate tone as hers.

She sighed and looked down, wrapping her arms around her body. “How do you know what I feel when even I don’t know how I feel?” She asked softly as she felt some tears sting her eyes.

He walked closer to her, and placed a finger under her chin, making her look up. His free hand slowly moving to her chest until it was placed right above were her heart was beating loudly "because your heart beats faster everytime you're in my arms, because your cheeks turn a shade pink everytime I kiss your neck, because everytime we kiss you close your eyes. Showing me that you were just as lost in the love we feel for each other" 

She looked at him and sighed, closing her eyes. “..of course I like you. Of course I care about you. I wouldn’t be doing this with you if I didn’t love you. You take over my sight, my senses, my mind until all I see, all I feel is you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You’re the only one I love. You’re the only one who can make my heart race. You’re the only one that can make me blush. You’re the only one that can make me second guess my feelings.” She said, soon opening her eyes and looking at him.

He smiled at her and slowly leaned in, placing a light kiss on her lips. "Then give this a chance, give me a chance. To show you that life, if you accept love isn't all that dark anymore" 

She looked at him before closing her eyes again, nodding. “Okay.” She whispered softly, placing her head in his chest. “Okay.”

He smiled softly and placed a gentle kiss on her head, "okay, now let's go back to my trailer..before you kill the poor Girl" he says with a light chuckle.

She huffed and looked at him, crossing her arms. “It’s not my fault, she was flirting with you. And you know I don’t like her. Not one bit. She’s always dissing me and looking at me like I’m lesser than her.” She said, pouting and looking away.

He chuckled and pulled her closer to him "ohh let's not act all innocent here, we all have seen the moment where you so 'accidently' spilled red wine over her white dress" 

She crossed her arms as she pouted and looked away. “She was in my way and I tripped.” She lied and looked down.

He laughed at that "uh huh sure, because you couldn't Walk around her in that big yard we were in"

“There was a rock in my path and I tripped. Besides, she deserved it.” She said, crossing her arms. “Don’t you remember when she ‘accidentally’ put paint all over my hair and clothes in kindergarten. Or when she ‘accidentally’ tripped me and made me scrape my knees in first grade?”

"Yes I do and i'm sorry about that but...let's stop talking about this now and celebrate us being together huh?" He asked her with a smile, as he kissed her temple.

She looked up at him and smiled. “Deal.” She nodded and held his hand. “Let’s go.”

He smiled and went with her, thinking about how extremely lucky he is. To finally get to call Betty Cooper His girl 

She smiled and linked their fingers together as they walked, resting her head on his shoulder. “I don't know what I did to deserve you.”

He smiled at that "I do, because you show me over and over again how insanely strong you are" 

She smiled and kissed his cheek. “And you do the same.” She smiled as she walked to the trailer with him, the two happily hand and hand as the new couple talked about anything and everything.

Sooo that was that, let me as always know what you tought of it.

Also for the people who are reading my other story (the popstar and the hater) don't worry, a update is coming soon. I don't really have a excuse for this other then that depression sucks, and that writing is sometimes fucking hard.

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