Bughead Oneshots

You are weird!

Update: if this has come up saying I've reposted this it's just cause I'm editing the end but nothing major ❤️

A/N: hey guys! I saw something similar to this on Instagram but I can't find it now. So I made one inspired by it! Giving credit is important so if you know please tell me, love ya all❤️

Betty Cooper worked in a small cafe in New York. She was studying at college whilst taking this part time job to earn some extra money. She loved the place, the boss was welcoming, she got along with the staff so well and the customers were lovely.

Betty had one favourite customer, a lovely old woman called Barbara. Barbara came to the cafe every lunch time to order her pot of tea and fruit scone. She was a regular at the café and everyone knew her.

Betty's POV

I picked up my pad and pen and walked out from behind the counter.

"Barbara! How are you?" I asked as I reached her table. I purposely went to her first, my best customer deserves the best service.

"Betty! I'm very good thank you, and yourself?"

"I'm okay, still studying hard" I laughed.

"Ah yes, well sweetie I'm sure you'll be incredible" she assured and rubbed my arm gently.

"So you want your usual?" I asked.

"Yes, but actually I'm waiting for someone" she informed.

"Who would that be?"

"My grandson. I haven't seen him in a while and he wants to meet up"

"Aw that's sweet! Okay I'll wait until he's here" I suggested and went to go and serve our other customers.

Jughead's POV

I got off my motorbike and opened the door to the cafe. Seeing my grandma in the corner, I made my way over and gave her a hug.

"Jughead! You're so tall!" she exclaimed.

"Hiya! How have you been?" I asked as we sat back down.

"Not too bad, just as normal" she replied. Then I looked up and I locked eyes with the most gorgeous waitress. She was wearing her uniform with her golden locks in a high ponytail, her pad and pen in her pinafore pocket and her face had a huge smile plastered on it. She smiled and started to walk towards us.

"Hello! You must be Barbara's grandson" she spoke.

"Yeah, nice to meet you" I spoke awkwardly. It's like I had lost all intelligence, my vocabulary range became smaller and I became quieter.

"What would you like?" she asked politely, pulling out her pad and pen.

"Just a cappuccino please" my voice came out hoarse so I had to clear my throat quickly.

"Okay, enjoy!" she smiled and bounced off. I looked back to my grandma and she had a smirk on her face.

"What?" I asked.

"You were so obvious" she laughed, causing me to give her a confused look.

"Jughead it's obvious you liked the girl, I knew you would. You could barely speak" she chuckled.

"What do you mean you knew?" I quizzed.

"I'm wiser than you think Jug. I knew you would see Betty and immediately fancy her, don't underestimate me" she revealed. Betty. So that's her name.

"Trust you to put me in this situation" I rolled my eyes.

"Go on, give her your number. Or whatever you kids do these days when you want to contact someone" she pushed.

"I can't just do that, it's weird!"

"You are weird! I love you but it's your thing. Own it and get her number! Betty is beautiful and lovely and she has the kindest heart. As soon as you saw her you practically melted. Now go!"

I smirked before deciding to speak to her once we had finished. A different waitress brought over our food and we sat chatting for over an hour.

"Right, I'll go pay. I'll leave my number with the tip" I spoke as I wrote down the number on a piece of paper.

"Go for it love!" she smiled.

Betty's POV

God he was handsome. He had gorgeous eyes, raven locks and wore a black leather jacket. He had this dazzling smile and seeing him talk to his grandma so kindly gave me some faith in humanity.

"Hi again, so that's £8.75 please" I instructed to him. He used the card machine before getting out his wallet and pulling out change.  He tipped me £5 and a little note was underneath the change.

"Have a good day!" I spoke.

"Thank you!" he answered before walking away. I unfolded the note and my eyes widened. His number was written down above the words 'Give me a call', Jughead x'.

A guy that I am interested in is actually into me. This is new, like really new. I've only ever dated douches and players that mug me off. In short, my taste is bad. For some reason, I feel this could be different.
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I got home that night and called my best friend Veronica Lodge to come over to my apartment. Once I had explained what had happened at the café a smile grew on her face.

"Okay number 1: I still adore Barbara Number 2: She's a love guru! She clearly planned this!" Veronica squealed. It only just clicked in my brain, she must have!

"You think so?" I asked genuinely.

"Of course! And I mean, you say he's fit. So...it's not gonna hurt to call him up. I say go for it girl"

"Okay. I will" I decided, making her cheer with glee.

A/N I'm not gonna bother with long excuses. I'm just gonna say that stuffs being going on and I need an escape, writing is my escape. This may be a one off and I may not write again for a long period of time like I have been. So sorry in advance. Let me know if you want part two💖