Our secret moments in your crowded room They've got no idea about me and you There is an indentation in the shape of you Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

Even in my worst times, you could see the best of me Flashback to my mistakes My rebounds, my earthquakes Even in my worst lies, you saw the truth of me And I woke up just in time Now I wake up by your side My one and only, my lifeline I woke up just in time Now I wake up by your side My hands shake, I can't explain this

Her chest tightened, and her heart swelled. As their eyes met, it was as if their hearts were pounding 10 times quicker than expected. Once, she had seen a program in which the main character's heart would visibly sparkle whenever she was near her soul mate. Her mother had rolled her eyes at how corny it was, but she couldn't deny that it was beautiful. Betty loved to pretend that her heart didn't change when she was in situations like this one. She loved to pretend that her heart was shining, too, whenever his fingers softly touched her face, or he placed the gentlest kisses on her lips. This made her feel more connected to him. There were no such things as soulmates. Wherever they walked, there was no red rope tying them to one another. Notwithstanding this, Betty was quite positive that Jughead was the one and only love of her life. The love that she experienced overcame her completely. But in the most positively manner.

They were able to make time for everything. Time to create the ideal household life for yourself. To adorn the apartments by painting the walls. A picture-perfect home for a picture-perfect couple is the type of person that only exists in her imagination and on her many Pinterest boards. She has high expectations that one day they'll be able to obtain all of that and much more. It was time to face the truth right now. Because he was aware that the length of his stay would depend on how long his father would be incarcerated. This would not be the case for very long if she had anything to do with the decision-making process. This was only a test run. An opportunity to test whether or not cohabitation might be beneficial. Have fun with it while they still can.

"I love you, Jughead Jones." They are in such close proximity to one another that she can feel his warm breath on her face. She is unable to stifle the grin that causes the corners of her mouth to turn up. Her tone of speech is kind and quiet. Her words were intended solely for his ears. And the proximity between them is insufficient regardless of how near they are. Nothing will ever come even close to being sufficiently accurate. Not when she loves him as much as she does now. Before returning to his own eyes, her gaze makes a fleeting descent to his mouth and lingers there for an instant. As her lips collide with his own, she is entirely oblivious to the open door and the presence of her parents below.