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Story: He Called Me Fat
“Stop it,” Chloe replied, pushing my hand away from my skirt. “You look fine.”
I had on a black skirt with a high waist, a bright pink t-shirt that fit snugly and was tucked into the skirt, and high black wedge shoes.
“I know I look good,” I said.
Chloe gave me an odd look and then remarked with a smile, “I’m so glad to see that you’re not as hard on yourself as you used to be.” I know you still have some doubts, but I enjoy that you don’t argue with me as much when I commend you.
“Thanks, and I think I lost some weight.” “I even added a comment that praised myself,” I said.
“Come on, let’s go party,” she said, putting her arm over my shoulder and pulling me to the music coming from the home. The Saturdays’ “Higher” was booming from the speakers when we got there.
“Oh, I love this song,” I remarked, shaking my hips a little.
“While you enjoy this song, I’m going to get us some drinks,” Chloe added with a giggle.
I nodded my head and joined the crowd on the improvised dance floor, moving my hips. When the first song ended, another one started, but I didn’t want to dance to this one. I glanced around for Chloe but couldn’t find her. Why did I feel like I had been there before?
I waited a while for Chloe, and then I went to the backyard, where I saw two swings. When I got closer to the swings, I saw that there was already someone there. As I got even closer, I could see the back of Peter’s head. I stopped and thought about whether or not I should go up to him. Without thinking about it anymore, I walked the last few steps to the empty swing next to the one Peter was sitting on and gently pushed it forward with my feet.
“Is it OK if I sit here?” “I enquired softly.
“Of course, you can sit wherever you want,” he said.
I sat down, but it was still silent since Peter didn’t say anything. I knew he was waiting for me to say something, but I didn’t know how to start.
“You’re probably wondering why I’m here,” I said with a sigh. “I want to say I’m sorry for what happened outside the library. In the last two weeks that we haven’t talked, I’ve had a lot of time to think, and I’ve realized that I was a coward and an idiot for letting my personal problems get in the way of our relationship. You don’t have to forgive me, but I want you to know that I’m tired of allowing self-doubt to get in the way. I genuinely want to give this friendship we had another shot.
Peter still didn’t say anything, and just when I thought he was about to go, he added gently, “Don’t ever do that again.” Never leave me without telling me why.
He was quiet again, then he turned to me, grasped my face, and stated in a hard voice, “I’ve missed you so much these last few weeks.” Ava, I don’t want to be simply your buddy. I want to be a lot more than that. “I want to be your best friend, your boyfriend, and everything else.”
I held my breath and felt my heart race as he spoke. Did I want those things, too? Yes, I really did.
I shook my head and answered, “Yes, yes to everything.”
“I want to say I love you, but I’m not quite there yet. I’m very close to that feeling.” “Right now, just know that I like you more than I’ve ever liked anyone else. In the very near future, you’ll be the love of my life,” he stated.
I knew exactly how he felt, so to indicate that I felt the same way, I threw myself at him and kissed him.
His lips were so soft, and it felt much better than it had in my dream. At first, he was surprised, but within seconds, he was kissing me back.
I did not anticipate the night to go this way at all. It was going a lot better than I had thought it would.
Peter grasped the back of my neck and drew me closer while putting his hand around my waist. He bit my bottom lip and pulled, and I swear I felt myself tremble. The boy could kiss.
We kept kissing on the swings until I broke away to gather my breath and murmured, “I think I like you too.”
Peter laughed a little and then crushed his lips back on mine.
Peter’s point of view
Three Months After
I went through the swarm of kids at our school’s annual book sale. I knew books were smart, and my girlfriend loved to read, but I never understood why they were so popular.
I was drawn to the girl standing a few steps in front of me. I could see her hand moving and her hair swaying as she chatted with her best friend, who was behind a kiosk selling used books.
When I got closer, I heard her exclaim, “This is crazy.” You can’t get $15 for a secondhand copy of Wuthering Heights. What are you doing at the book sale? You don’t even like to read. “
“Please calm down, ma’am. I’m only doing my job. “Don’t get mad at the sales clerk,” I heard Chloe say, and from where I was, I could see her trying not to smile.
I couldn’t see Ava’s face, but I could see that the back of her neck was getting red with fury. I didn’t want things to get out of hand, so I moved the last few steps to her and threw my arms around her waist.
“Hey baby, happy birthday,” I replied, kissing her neck.
She turned to face me, stood on her toes, and kissed me. I grabbed the back of her neck and wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her off the ground and closer to my face. We’ve been doing this a lot for the last three months, and I swear it never got old with her.
I pushed my tongue into her lips, and she gasped and shoved her hands into my hair, bringing our bodies even closer together.
“Ehmm, I’m sorry to interrupt this little love nest, but I have to sadly tell you that there are no bedrooms available,” Chloe remarked from behind us. “The other students and I would really appreciate it if you stopped this great display of public affection.”
I had on a black skirt with a high waist, a bright pink t-shirt that fit snugly and was tucked into the skirt, and high black wedge shoes.
“I know I look good,” I said.
Chloe gave me an odd look and then remarked with a smile, “I’m so glad to see that you’re not as hard on yourself as you used to be.” I know you still have some doubts, but I enjoy that you don’t argue with me as much when I commend you.
“Thanks, and I think I lost some weight.” “I even added a comment that praised myself,” I said.
“Come on, let’s go party,” she said, putting her arm over my shoulder and pulling me to the music coming from the home. The Saturdays’ “Higher” was booming from the speakers when we got there.
“Oh, I love this song,” I remarked, shaking my hips a little.
“While you enjoy this song, I’m going to get us some drinks,” Chloe added with a giggle.
I nodded my head and joined the crowd on the improvised dance floor, moving my hips. When the first song ended, another one started, but I didn’t want to dance to this one. I glanced around for Chloe but couldn’t find her. Why did I feel like I had been there before?
I waited a while for Chloe, and then I went to the backyard, where I saw two swings. When I got closer to the swings, I saw that there was already someone there. As I got even closer, I could see the back of Peter’s head. I stopped and thought about whether or not I should go up to him. Without thinking about it anymore, I walked the last few steps to the empty swing next to the one Peter was sitting on and gently pushed it forward with my feet.
“Is it OK if I sit here?” “I enquired softly.
“Of course, you can sit wherever you want,” he said.
I sat down, but it was still silent since Peter didn’t say anything. I knew he was waiting for me to say something, but I didn’t know how to start.
“You’re probably wondering why I’m here,” I said with a sigh. “I want to say I’m sorry for what happened outside the library. In the last two weeks that we haven’t talked, I’ve had a lot of time to think, and I’ve realized that I was a coward and an idiot for letting my personal problems get in the way of our relationship. You don’t have to forgive me, but I want you to know that I’m tired of allowing self-doubt to get in the way. I genuinely want to give this friendship we had another shot.
Peter still didn’t say anything, and just when I thought he was about to go, he added gently, “Don’t ever do that again.” Never leave me without telling me why.
He was quiet again, then he turned to me, grasped my face, and stated in a hard voice, “I’ve missed you so much these last few weeks.” Ava, I don’t want to be simply your buddy. I want to be a lot more than that. “I want to be your best friend, your boyfriend, and everything else.”
I held my breath and felt my heart race as he spoke. Did I want those things, too? Yes, I really did.
I shook my head and answered, “Yes, yes to everything.”
“I want to say I love you, but I’m not quite there yet. I’m very close to that feeling.” “Right now, just know that I like you more than I’ve ever liked anyone else. In the very near future, you’ll be the love of my life,” he stated.
I knew exactly how he felt, so to indicate that I felt the same way, I threw myself at him and kissed him.
His lips were so soft, and it felt much better than it had in my dream. At first, he was surprised, but within seconds, he was kissing me back.
I did not anticipate the night to go this way at all. It was going a lot better than I had thought it would.
Peter grasped the back of my neck and drew me closer while putting his hand around my waist. He bit my bottom lip and pulled, and I swear I felt myself tremble. The boy could kiss.
We kept kissing on the swings until I broke away to gather my breath and murmured, “I think I like you too.”
Peter laughed a little and then crushed his lips back on mine.
Peter’s point of view
Three Months After
I went through the swarm of kids at our school’s annual book sale. I knew books were smart, and my girlfriend loved to read, but I never understood why they were so popular.
I was drawn to the girl standing a few steps in front of me. I could see her hand moving and her hair swaying as she chatted with her best friend, who was behind a kiosk selling used books.
When I got closer, I heard her exclaim, “This is crazy.” You can’t get $15 for a secondhand copy of Wuthering Heights. What are you doing at the book sale? You don’t even like to read. “
“Please calm down, ma’am. I’m only doing my job. “Don’t get mad at the sales clerk,” I heard Chloe say, and from where I was, I could see her trying not to smile.
I couldn’t see Ava’s face, but I could see that the back of her neck was getting red with fury. I didn’t want things to get out of hand, so I moved the last few steps to her and threw my arms around her waist.
“Hey baby, happy birthday,” I replied, kissing her neck.
She turned to face me, stood on her toes, and kissed me. I grabbed the back of her neck and wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her off the ground and closer to my face. We’ve been doing this a lot for the last three months, and I swear it never got old with her.
I pushed my tongue into her lips, and she gasped and shoved her hands into my hair, bringing our bodies even closer together.
“Ehmm, I’m sorry to interrupt this little love nest, but I have to sadly tell you that there are no bedrooms available,” Chloe remarked from behind us. “The other students and I would really appreciate it if you stopped this great display of public affection.”