Ah this all started when you were in grade school you weren't always the skinny type you were just plump. People picked on you, called you names.
Even when the years went by they did this to you cause you weren't skinny, no you were beautiful so fuck em. But none the less...It still hurts when more then one is picking on you and you can't defend yourself.
Around high school you met Alfred F Jones or rather he be called the HERO! But even he can't save you from this depression that has finally sunk deep into you mind and body.
And then there was the step father, at first he was all cool and what not you got along but once he moved in all together that's when shit started flying.
He fought with your mother, he blamed you for those fights even when you just sat in your room playing video games or watching a movie, he ALWAYS blamed you for it.
Then a few years he got into your weight problem making you feel even more worse off then you were. After all that and those years you were able to move out.
You are 19 now and you lived alone. Still wilting on how big you've gotten. You still connect with Alfred of course and every time he come's over he brings burgers with him.
Bout fifteen for him and three for you cause you never know sometimes you get hungry when you watch him.
And you always wonder
How the hell does he not gain any weight?
Ah but none the less you left it alone at that.
It was a Saturday night and it was gaming night where Alfred came over and played video games and watch movies with you and of course brought the food.
But you've been having dreams of your wonderful past lately and you haven't eaten since Thursday because of this.
You set up the game's while you waited for your American friend, and snarling at your tummy when it growled and begged to be fed.
You've known Alfred for about six years now and some where along the way you fell for the loud and go happy blonde.
How his eye's shined behind his glasses, how his cow lick wouldn't go down and just stick's out proud like him, OH and how he smiles and laughs with you Always making you smile and giggle at him.
You placed a hand on your belly in thought, How could he love someone like you? You were soo much bigger then he was.
Hell he wasn't big at all.
You were knocked out of your thoughts when a loud banging came from the door. Quickly you rushed over and opened the door to a grinning Alfred.
"DUDE! I'M SO SORRY I'M LATE I MEAN IT WAS SOOO CRAZY OUT THERE!" Alfred yelled.
"Ah it's fine Al, actually I didn't notice at all" You replied smiling at his grinning face.
"So what are we playing tonight? And what are we watching (Name)?" Alfred said making his way into the house with the burgers and fries in a bag he carried.
"Left 4 dead one and two along with some grudge to go along with it" You told him closing the door watching the boy shudder when you said grudge.
"Sweet, Also I brought some of my favorite food"
"I know I can smell it" You said and you felt a pain in your tummy as it ate itself slowly at the smell of burgers.
Moving to the kitchen he placed the bags on the table taking out the food. Walking over you sighed greatly, you didn't want to eat. He was already digging into his food and before he took a bite his eyes popped open the seat in front of him
just to notice you weren't in it like usual putting his burger down his eye's shifted to you and make this face that said "sit and eat" wide eyed and serious he looked at you and nodded at the fries and such.
Putting your hands up in front of you, you shook your head in protest.
"Why not (name)?" He asked leaning back in his chair.
"Ah I'm not hungry I...ate to much before you came and ruined it" You lied quickly
"OH come on! Dude you knew I was coming!" Alfred whined.
"Sorry sorry, now hurry up so we can play" You whined back.
The man shoved his face full before nodding and getting too his feet, making his way to the sofa you both sat there controllers in hand. The menu started up the game you both played was l4d 1 you of course ALWAYS choose to be Louis. While he would be bill.
Once he choose his character Alfred said in a deep voice "(Name) if I don't make it, take my beard and carry out my legacy"
With that the both of you rawred with laughter until a all to familiar sound cut in,
It was your tummy laughing along or rather crying for it hasn't eaten in almost three days.
The two of your stopped laughing Alfred knitted his eye brows together looking down and poked your fat in return you backed off hating the feeling of people poking at your fat.
"(name)" Alfred sounded stern and he frowned at you.
"Game's on let's just" You said turning back to the screen only for it to be paused you groaned and faced the man.
"You haven't been eating agaaaain" He pointed out.
"Soo? I will soon"
"nope, what happened this time?"
"W-well" You started and started to panic before his baby blue eyes stared you down and you broke. "I'm having dreams again, and I really wanna lose this weight"
"DUDE! you.are.fiiine" He said.
"NO I am not Al, I'm fat and I tire easily, I get funny looks from the skinny girls even in grade four they downed on me!" Before you could say more his palm connected with your forehead causing you make an omph sound.
"Your not fat (Name)" He said rather annoyed and to you it sounded so out of character of him.
"Alright smart ass, then tell me. WHAT am I?" You challenged rubbing your red forehead.
"Well" He started his stern look long faded into a smile as he sat closer you expected him to say something special now.
"Your hot! A real babe. And the best fluffy looking chick out there AHAHAHA" He said.
"...F-fluffy?" You mimicked your voice cracking slightly.
"yep" He pulled you onto his lap patting down your tummy making the fat shake like jello.
"A-Alfred don't do that!" You sneered at him.
"HAHAHA! Dude calm down, I like it! Add's to your sexy features"
"Well. yeah dude. Hell you're just perfect in every way angle and height"
You blushed like crazy hearing these words from Alfred, in truth you always thought he was into the thin prettier looking women who were also taller then you.
But here he was.
Telling you he liked your plump body and saying you were sexy. You felt a pair of lips land on your lips breaking you out of your thinking. Realizing who it was you kissed back in bliss.
Your crush was kissing you....
KISSING you I said....
He broke away from you a simple smile plastered on his face, the way his hair fell around his face and the way his eyes looked at you it made him look like an angel...
That was loud and annoying and pissed off a lot of people, but still none the less your angel.
"(name) I love you, and everything about you and how you don't usually care what you look like" he said bringing a burger out of no where and held it to you. "Now eat so we can plaay"
You giggled softly taking it your (e/c) glazed and ready to spill with tears, good tears this time over the hellish years. After eating the burger you made your way out of his lap and beside him to play the game like intended.
"Al?" you said
"yeeeees?" His eyes never leaving the TV screen while he killed zombies.
"I love you too.....thank you"
Pausing the game he pushed you down and smothered you in kisses.
"Hey I'm the hero no need to thank me just doing what I do" He said while his grin got wider
You giggled and kissed him with passion this time.
dropping the remote the game was forgotten.
Hell the rest of the night was forgotten as you two made out.
AND I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANYTHING *falls to the floor* I needed to write this I LOVE the chubby series. So I joined...
I should be writing the stories i promised but
tell me on what i messed up so I can fix it
HETALIA GOES TO > Hidekaz Himaruya
Story goes to > ME
many pounds to go, though.
and thank you
Me: *sniffles* B-but you don't have a beard.
*both burst out laughing*
th-thank you.........it just.....I've been...big from childhood...and I...just growing up big I had been bullied almost everyday...and I would about cry every time someone asked me to play tag and then I was targeted and because I was obese and had asthma I could never tag anyone.....I would just start crying when my lungs and legs gave out.....*still in emo corner* but I was used to being pushed down since kindergarten......recess was not kind when the kids pushed me into the concrete and trampled over me......but you don't have to worry over little old me......I'm fine....