Jughead Jones Imagines

Failed Proposal? [Part 2]

Failed Proposal? [Part 2]

Jughead's POV

I adjusted the tie for my suit when FP entered the trailer. He already knew I'm going to propose to Nikhad today. He supports our relationship.

"Look at you" he teased. "I swore I thought I'm never gonna see you in a suit"

I laughed, "Shut up dad".

"I'm proud of you Jughead. You found the right girl and now you're officially claiming her as yours" dad said. "Thanks dad" I smiled. "Good luck out there. Tell me everything when you get home" he says once I grabbed my stuffs and run out the door. "I will dad!"

I hopped on my motorbike and drove to the beach.

Chic said Nikhad adores wedding proposals. Today is Friday, our 9th anniversary and I ignored her the whole day.

Later, the girls are going to drag Nikhad to the beach so that I can propose.

I hope she's going to love this.

Nikhad's POV

I woke up feeling very weak and weird. I coughed and sneeze last night and that's when I realize that I was badly sick.

Yesterday, I went to our band practice and I got caught up with the rain. I didn't bring my car with me and I was soaked with the rain.

*Flashback*

"Bye guys! I'll see you tomorrow!" I waved at my friends and we went our separate ways.

I started walking back home when I suddenly felt small droplets fell onto me. I ignored it but soon it started to rain harder. I shrieked as I frantically look for shelter. I found one under a tree and tried to get a cab.

Minutes of waiting, I knew I'm not going to get any transportation. I practically ran from there to my house.

When I got home, I was shaking like crazy and I immediately ran to my room and peel my clothes off.

*End Of Flashback*

Because of my unlucky day yesterday, I'm sick. I grabbed a tissue from a box and blew my nose into it.

Someone knocked on the door and I groaned. "Nikhad's dead!" I shouted, only realising my voice is raspy. I groaned.

The door opened and there stood Chic. I lightly smiled at him. He can be a dick to others at times but he always has a soft spot for me.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked with a small laugh. "I'm sick" I replied.

"Happy Anniversary" he smiled at me. That's when I remember it's Friday, mine and Jughead's anniversary.

"Damn it!" I mumbled. "Can you please tell the gang I can't make it today? I'm really really sick right now" I told him.

Chic frowns and I think I saw a hint of panic within is reaction. "Oh"

I coughed and sneezed at the same time. "Will do" he adds before leaving my room.

I fall back on the bed and ran a hand through my hair.

Jughead's POV

I looked at all the preparations at the beach. Everything is ready.

"You ready man?" Archie asked. "He has to be be ready, Arch. He's been keeping that ring for weeks now" Cheryl joined our conversation.

Archie glared at her. "I'm more than ready. I practiced my speech last night, dad helped me"

"Good luck man" Archie pats my shoulder. A few minutes later, we saw Chic running towards us, nearly knocking the table.

"Be careful! It took us an hour to get my everything ready" Veronica shouted. "What I'm about to say is way more important than this" he breathed out.

"What is it?"

"Nikhad... She's... She's sick" he said. "Like really sick. She threw up before I got here"

"What? No! She can the sick! This anniversary and proposal must happen. Why is she sick?" Cheryl panicked.

"She got caught up with the rain last night" Chis answered. All I heard was panic and complain while my eyes is focused on the small box in my hand.

Nikhad couldn't make it.

Nikhad couldn't...

No. I have to think of something.

"I'm going to Pop's" I announced before grabbing my bag and without waiting for a reply the others, I jumped on my motorbike and drove to my favorite shop.

I reached the very familiar shop, the smell of coffee, burgers and fries filled my nostrils as I sat in my usual seat. "Hey Jug! Happy Anniversary" Pop greeted me. I smiled at him, "Thanks man. Can I have two cups of coffee?"
"Sure thing. You and Nikhad?"

"No. She's sick" I replied. Pop nods his head and began making my coffee.

I opened my laptop and began making an article.

People say love is the most amazing feeling in the world. Some say love is horrible and cheesy. But for me, Jughead Jones, love is everything. It's unexplainable unless you feel it yourself.

To be honest, I never believed it love when I was young. With the lack of my parents' attention, I was heartless. But when I met my best friend, everything changed.

Nikhad Cooper. The famous Girl Next Door's sister. We met when she unintentionally pushed me off the swing when we were kids. Mine and Nikhad's friendship feels more special than both of our friendship with Betty Cooper and Archie Andrews.

She is my rock, my everything. She's the only person who keeps me sane.

For years we were basically in the friendship zone, completely unknown with the spark we were feeling for each other.

I stopped typing when Pop places two cups of coffee in front of me. I gave him a warm smile, "Thanks"

"Watcha working on?" he cleaned Gus hands with a towel. "An article. I planned on proposing to Nikhad today but she's sick and she can't make it. The others freaked out since they planned everything and, well, all I ever did was wear a suit, practice my lines and wait for her to arrive. Chis told us she's sick and I immediately thought of s back up plan" I answered.

"Which is?"

"If I can't physically propose to Nikhad, I'll just write an article and publish it to the Blue And Gold so she can read it herself"

Pop smirks at me. "Good one kid. I'm so happy for you guys"

"Thanks Pop. It mean a lot" I smiled at him. Pop pats my shoulder before walking back to the kitchen.

I sipped my steaming hot coffee and continued typing.

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