Y/N pov
Drunk....again. My dad walks through our front door wasted as always. The idea of him like this is permanent and etched in my mind forever. I've never considered leaving my home before but tonight was different.

I sigh and flop on my bed.Why does my dad have to be a drunk? God I miss mom so much! I get up and start packing my stuff. Hopefully Jughead can help me out. His father is exactly like mine so at least he will understand.

After my clothes is packed I take one last look around the room. This is it. I can't deal with my dad anymore so I climb out the window and leave my sad life behind. I grab my phone from my packet and dial Jug's number.

After about 2 rings he picks up. "Hey Y/N."

      "Hey Juggie." I sound a little depressed, "Where are you right now?" I ask while biting my lip.

      "Where do you think?" Jughead says. I could see the smirk on his face from here.

       I laugh, "I'll be there in 5. Order my usual."

"Ok but your paying." He says quickly and hangs up.

I roll my eyes and put my phone back in my pocket. Jughead is the best. He is the only one that understands me and I think I might have some sort of feelings for him. Actually I know I have feelings for him. Nothing is going to happen, I think, we are best friends nothing more! Those thoughts get pushed out of my mind and I start walking to Pops.

The bell rings as I walk in to my second home. At our usual booth is my best friend. My milkshake is already there. I walk over to Jughead and sit down across the table from him.

"Well hello Watson." He says with a huge smile.

I shake my head and laugh at the nickname. "Hello to you to Sherlock." I say while sipping on my strawberry milkshake. Our parents were good friends when we were younger. They would always call us partners in crime hence why we got the nicknames.

Jughead grabs the cherry off my milkshake and eats it before I could. Then he takes a drink of it.

"Really Jug! Why not just get your own milkshake?" I ask.

"It's fun to annoy you N/N." Says with a smug smile, "So what's up? You didn't sound the greatest when you called."

"Oh yeah." My smile turns into a frown immediately, "My dad came home drunk again and I told him that I can't anymore," I sigh, "Juggie I don't know what to do!" I say while putting my head in my hands. "I have no money and no place to stay."

Jughead sighs and grabs my hands on my face. He pulls them off gently and holds them in his hands.

My heart flutters when he starts rubbing them with his thumbs.

"I know the feeling. It will be ok. You can stay with me for a while. I'll always be by your side no matter what." Jughead tells me in a reassuring voice.

     "Are you sure? I don't want to be a burden for you."

"Y/N you will never be a burden to me and that's a promise." He says with a smile, "Do you have your stuff?"

"Yeah I packed before I left." I hold up my bag.

Jughead pulls his hands away as our food comes. He starts eating the burger quickly.

"Gosh Jug! Your such a pig." I tease him.

"Oh whatever Y/N!" He eats his burger and takes a couple more drinks from my milkshake. He pays for our meal and we leave the Chock'lit Shop.

We start walking in the direction of the Southside.

"What will your dad think of me living with you guys?" I ask nervously. I know FP likes me but the idea of me living with him might not be his favorite.

"Oh yeah about that. I'm not exactly living at home anymore." He says while looking at the ground.

I stop walking and look at him. "Wow wow wow wait a second. What do you mean Jug?"

He sighs and looks back up at me. "My dad is still drinking so I moved out and I am living at the drive in."

"Oh Juggie why didn't you tell me?" I put my hand on his shoulder.

"I just didn't want you to worry about me. It's not your job to worry." Jughead says quietly.

"Your my best friend so it is my job to worry. It will all work out and until things get better we will have to reestablish the Sucky Life Club." I answer with a smile.

He chuckles, "I haven't heard that in years, I'm in as long as Archie isn't the president. He tried to kick me out once for stealing some of his fries at Pops."

"I remember that!" I say while giggling, "Later that day I told him if your out then I'm out. Archie let you back in right away!"

He nods, "You can be very persuasive at times."

Those feelings start to bubble up inside of me again. I can't find a way to stop them.

We walk to the drive in and go to the booth. I look around the sad room. "I'm really sorry Jug."

He shrugs and sits down on his makeshift bed. "It's better than nothing I guess."

"Yeah it is." I sit down next to him and lay my head on his shoulder.

He sighs, "You shouldn't be living here Y/N. You deserve so much better."

"So do you Juggie. It's not fair that teenagers have to deal with this kind of stuff."

He nods and the room becomes silent. It is weird and uncomfortable so he interrupts it, "We should probably get to bed. Do you have any extra blankets or pillows?"

"I don't, sorry." I say with a frown. The only things I packed were clothes and toiletries. I think my dad will find me and take me back so I packed very light.

"Oh that's fine but we will have to share a blanket and stuff." He mutters while blushing a deep red. I've never seen this side of Jughead before but I could get used to this.

My teenage hormones are going insane at the thought of sharing a bed with Jughead, "That's fine we will just be cozy." I say quietly, "So where should I change at?"

"Oh um I'll just go outside." Jughead leaves the booth to give me some privacy. I wouldn't care if he was in here but he is a gentleman after all.

I change into my shorts and t-shirt. Why did I pack shorts? I should have grabbed some sort of pants so my legs aren't this displayed.
*I wanna apologize for how bad this sounds, I was younger and had no experience writing or with boys so this is sad...like very sad*

After, let him back in then go outside so he can change. I wait for him and kick around the pebbles on the ground.

He yells at me from inside, "You can come in!"

When I walk in I find him on his bed working on his novel. "When you finish that Jug, I want to be the first to read it."

"Ok that's fine Y/N." He says while typing with a lot of focus.

I sit down next to him on the bed. I try not to think about how close we are.

After a while, Jughead looks over at me and smiles. Our faces are only inches apart. "Good night Y/N." He whispers. Jughead looks at me for a second and then sets his laptop down on the counter.

"Good night Jughead." I say and snuggle down into the bed. This isn't half bad even with my hormones. I just can't think about the fact Jughead is only millimeters from me.

Jughead closes the gap and puts his arms around me. "Is this ok?" We are both tense. I feel a small flame being ignited before us.

"Sure!" I reply to him quickly. This is so awkward. Neither of us know how to act in this situation but I don't want him to let go.

After a bit we both relax and start to cuddle into each other. Maybe this won't be so bad.