One Last Thing (Chubby!readerXAmerica) part 1

It honestly amazed Alfred how anybody COULDN’T like [Name].

I mean, she was hilarious and sarcastic, very smart but not show-offy and she was the nicest and kindest person that he knew.

I mean, who else would put down everything just to counsel their friends through a crisis? Who else would give up a movie night to help a friend study? Who else would put off writing that important paper one more night to play video games with a friend because it’s the perfect distraction from a recent breakup? No one but [Name].

Well, there was also the fact that she was smoking hot, but he figured that was more a matter of taste.

But it constantly baffled him how she kept getting mean notes in her locker and snide comments in the halls.

It bothered Alfred more than it did [Name] honestly. She had always been a chubby kid and the extra weight stayed with her as she grew up. If you asked Alfred, he would tell you that it made her perfectly curvy and gave her substance. If you asked one of her mean girl bullies, they would say it made her the leper of the school. A 12 inch barrier must surround her at all times, making sure that no one got too close.

If you asked [Name], she would tell you that everyone was just being overdramatic. Not that she knew about Alfred’s opinion anyway.

He knew he liked her, as a friend. They had grown up together and frankly she was surprised that they stayed friends this long. Most of her other schoolyard chums had moved on to other endeavors and they lost contact.

But Alfred had stayed by her side, even after he got into football and climbed the social ladder. It’s like he didn’t even notice the obvious barrier that separated people like her and people like him. But then again, he didn’t notice a lot of things.

[Name] rolled her eyes, crumpling the mean notes and throwing them in the black hole of her backpack to be trampled on by textbooks.

“Honestly, it’s like if they DON’T do this, they’ll disintegrate. I get it, I’m a fat ugly pig. Give it a rest…”

Alfred sighed look over from his own locker.

“You shouldn’t act so chill about it. This has to stop.” This was one of the few topics where Alfred’s voice got serious.

“I mean, even if they got more creative. The insults are just starting to bore me now.” She brushed off Alfred’s comment. She always felt weird when he’d get all protective like that, she couldn’t explain it. She just wanted to push the feeling away.

Although it was really starting to piss off Alfred. She always used humor to brush everything aside and not deal with it. She was comfortable talking to other people about their problems, but never her own. She gave compliments out like free candy but she was awful at taking them. Goddam, it was about time that he gave to her something close to everything she gave to him. At the very least, she needed to be told that she was beautiful.

Today was the day he was going to say something. Today was the day that he’d tell her everything. Today WAS THE DAY-

“Oh! Jeez, there’s the bell. See you later Al!”

And she ran off, the scent of her vanilla perfume trailing behind.

He slammed his locker shut. This had already started to piss off Alfred. It had for a long while now. Not the fact that [Name] didn’t recognize how kind, brilliant and beautiful she was, but that he never had the courage to tell her.

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By: thebluestchu
Word Count: 616