20

23 1 0
                                    

Take my backpack and deny taking it out of my hands. He opened his mouth to complain but he had already put it on his shoulder. How many times have I imagined an Archie Andrews walking through the corridors with my backpack in pastel colors? More than I would have liked.

Kevin gave us a big smile to say goodbye and hum a Pop song. He shook his head.

A: Shall we go?

I nodded and we started walking. We passed by the Physics room where as if fate were against me, Jughead turned around and saw us through the window, opened his mouth indignantly while he made a gesture to get up but quickly the teacher scolded him making him sit down again. I looked badly and when I turned to see Archie, he had a big smile.

B: I haven't seen you doing this since Parker invited me to the dance in fifth grade and I told him no because I would go with you.

A: Just let me enjoy it a little, right?

B: you're a boy, Archie Andrews

A: your child

I tried to hide my smile and we started walking towards Pop's. Just thinking about mini Andrews (or Jones) began to claim his milkshake.

A: Well, I clear his throat, you could start from the beginning. I guess

B: I knew it a few days after our fight, when you sang the song to me

A: How impossible was it for you to tell me?

B: insecurity I guess, besides that I wouldn't know how you would react... and Jughead, mom, Veronica... who by the way has been asking for you

A: Oh yes - I shave his neck - well, I think it was a bad decision, the song was a way to make peace... but there was never an answer

B: yes, I think that when I slept with you I got stuck with bad decisions.

A: hey -rio- that's an offense -rei a little - I also understand that they have already talked to your mother

B: yes - sigh - in the end I was right. He was hasty

A: Was it your idea? I nodded. Fruncio the sign- Why do I feel that he plans that for his own good?

B: Maybe because now you're angry with him.

A: how not to do it...

B: remember that the deceived one here has been the... I feel horrible about that

A: Lose, but you saw that I try to be understanding.

B: although you lose patience very quickly

A: guilty

B: -I smiled half- I didn't think you'd come back

A: I'm here, right? Last night you told me that you and "mini Andrews" were happy to see me.

B: ah - I blush - that... it's a nickname that I gave him before doubting about you know that

A: In fact, I love it. On the way I thought some names - I looked at it, it looked radiant -

B: Arch... -it was so sweet but the reality was that we weren't sure about this-

We stopped right in front of Pop's. He stood in front of me holding my hands.

A: I really want to do things right, Betts. I know you say maybe not, but I'm sure I'm his dad... I want to be with you, with both of us, have a house, maybe a dog. I want to make you happy. Let me do it

I smiled sweetened by everything she said, her eyes shone and her smile was shy. He was the boy I fell in love with and maybe, maybe, he's still.

A: -I put his hands to my belly and caress him- I want us to be a family

B: Arch...

I put on my toes and kissed him.

{Narra Cheryl}

I took the picture while I placed my order on the table. He shook his head.

@CherylBombshell

*Attached Photo*

"Baby Jones or Baby Andrews? #Bebe #surprise #vote #bomb"

Barchie❤️Where stories live. Discover now