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You sighed grabbing your purse and heading out the front door. You immediately grimaced at the sight that greeted you. Beautiful girls with adorable clothes, you gave a frown and waited until they were gone before starting your walk down the sidewalk.
Of course you’d like to wear those adorable garments. The flowing cute pastel skirts with the adorable sleek ruffled tops, or those freaking cute sun dresses that you had your eye on for a while now.
To you though, it all seemed like you’d never be able to. You weren’t thin and sleek like all the other girls that got the privilege to wear the cute clothes. No, you couldn’t be like them; you just had to be fat.
You hugged your squishy and pudgy tummy that was slightly poking out from the baggy (favorite bad T-shirt) shirt you were wearing and bit your lip as you continued walking down the street with that feeling of being followed in the back of your head.
You found it odd that you were feeling this. You’ve actually felt it for a few weeks now, every time you would go somewhere, Hell you’ve even felt it inside your own house. It was really freaking you out at this point.
You picked up the pace of your walk to a fast walk. You felt your baggy blue jeans making a weird scrapping sound on the cement sidewalk because of your pace as well as them being too long and big.
You were so preoccupied with getting to your destination as fast as possible that you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings. You suddenly hit something that felt like a brick wall until that ‘wall’ gave a grunt and you were sent falling onto your ass on the hard cement sidewalk making you groan.
“Ouch, gosh I’m sorry; I wasn’t paying attention to wh-.” As you were apologizing for causing the accident the ‘wall’ cut you off.
“Yeah, you better be sorry you fucking whale!” You looked up at the man who had a business suit on and was glaring down at you with a smirk on his face. You bit your lip harder as you fought the tears back.
“I-I-.” Once again the rude man cut you off.
“Quit your stuttering free willy and get out of my site, that is if you can get up.” You couldn’t take it anymore and let the tears fall freely from your (eye color) orbs as they slid down your chubby cheeks and onto the sidewalk.
You were suddenly hoisted off the ground making you gasp in surprise as you looked up to see a tall man with a blond hair accompanied by an odd curl sticking out the side of his head. The position you were in you saw the deep red color of his eyes as they glared at the rude business man and a scar running from the bottom of his eye across his cheek.
The handsome strangers hold on your got tighter as him and the business man continued to glare at one another.
“That’s no way to speak to a lady, but then again a pig wouldn’t know any manners.” The mysterious stranger spoke up as he started stroking your (hair color/length) locks softly.
The businessman scoffed at his comment.
“Lady, all I see is a fat pig, now that’s a lady!” You glanced to where the business man was pointing as more tears came to your eyes. He was pointing to a beautiful thin girl. She had a short summer dress on showing her body off. He was right, she was a lady…
You looked down at your baggy jeans and T-shirt as more tears fell from your eyes. You’d never be as pretty as that perfect woman.
“A pig and blind, it’s unfortunate you’ll never appreciate true beauty. Now, my dear, let’s get going.” The stranger unwrapped his arms from you and gently grabbed your chubby hand and started to make his way past the business man towards an unknown destination.
“T-thank you for standing up for me back there, but you can let go now.” You blushed again looking down at your intertwined hands feeling butterflies fluttering around in your tummy.
“What if I don’t want to (your name).” Your (eye color) orbs widened when he said your name. How the fuck did he know your name?!
“H-how di-.” The stranger surprised you by quickly kissing your plump lips his free hand tangled in your (hair color/length) locks and the hand that was holding yours squeezing yours lightly. It was just a quick chaste kiss, but it was your first kiss and when he moved his lips away your face was beet red as you looked into his deep ruby eyes.
“I’ve been watching you for a while Bella, admiring from afar others might say.” Your mouth was opened in shock as this strange man confessed to you. Confessed that he was the one following you and watching you, you knew you should feel scared, Hell creped out even, but you were mostly confused.
Why in the world would this handsome man even look at you let alone follow you?
“My goodness, how rude of me; my name’s Falvio my principessa.” He brought your intertwined hands up to his lips placing a small kiss on the top of yours.
“Why would you follow me Falvio?” You looked into his Ruby orbs again as he smiled down at you his scar stretching a bit on his cheek.
“Because of how beautiful you are (your name), I know what’s under those baggy clothes of yours, beautiful curves that any man would die for to touch, kiss, hold.” His free hand trailed down your side pushing the baggy fabric against your plush making you gasp and wiggle in his hold. He chuckled lightly as he stroked your tummy lightly as you made noises of protests.
“I’ve grown to love you these past weeks from watching you my sweet, please just give me a chance.” He grabbed your other hand and held them both closely to his chest looking into your (eye color) orbs awaiting your answer.
You were a smart girl and you knew the smart thing to do would be to kick him in the balls and run as fast as your chunky legs could take you, but there was something about Falvio that you couldn’t shake from your head.
Yes, he’s been watching you for the past few weeks, but he didn’t seem like the crazy serial killer types to you. He seemed really sweet and loving, a real gentleman of sorts and you quite liked it. You liked to be treated like this, like a normal human being and he made you feel pretty.
The way he held your hand, complimented you and even touched you like he did. He did everything with a certain elegance and poise that would make any girl swoon and chase after him.
God, the best part was he wanted you.
He wanted to be with you, the awkward chunky girl that wore the baggy clothes. He wanted to hold you and kiss you and make you feel loved. Your heart was talking to you know telling you to go and give it a try. You deserved happiness and you sure as Hell weren’t going to pass this opportunity up.
You smiled brightly and leaned up to gently kiss his lips as he released your hands and wrapped his arms around your soft frame pulling you closer to his lean one his large hands roaming your plush and curves occasionally squeezing and pinching making you moan and groan into the kiss.
The lack of air was what made the two of you break apart as you stared into each other’s eyes a noticeable blush on both of your faces.
“Can I take that wonderful kiss as a yes?” You were still close to his frame feeling the heat of his body making you smile up at him.
“A definite yes Falvio” You kissed the tip of his nose as the two of you shared a short laugh.
“How would il mio amore like to my place for a little date?” You smiled brightly up at your new boyfriend and nodded in agreement as he gently grabbed your hand as the both of you started down the sidewalk once again.
Of course you’d like to wear those adorable garments. The flowing cute pastel skirts with the adorable sleek ruffled tops, or those freaking cute sun dresses that you had your eye on for a while now.
To you though, it all seemed like you’d never be able to. You weren’t thin and sleek like all the other girls that got the privilege to wear the cute clothes. No, you couldn’t be like them; you just had to be fat.
You hugged your squishy and pudgy tummy that was slightly poking out from the baggy (favorite bad T-shirt) shirt you were wearing and bit your lip as you continued walking down the street with that feeling of being followed in the back of your head.
You found it odd that you were feeling this. You’ve actually felt it for a few weeks now, every time you would go somewhere, Hell you’ve even felt it inside your own house. It was really freaking you out at this point.
You picked up the pace of your walk to a fast walk. You felt your baggy blue jeans making a weird scrapping sound on the cement sidewalk because of your pace as well as them being too long and big.
You were so preoccupied with getting to your destination as fast as possible that you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings. You suddenly hit something that felt like a brick wall until that ‘wall’ gave a grunt and you were sent falling onto your ass on the hard cement sidewalk making you groan.
“Ouch, gosh I’m sorry; I wasn’t paying attention to wh-.” As you were apologizing for causing the accident the ‘wall’ cut you off.
“Yeah, you better be sorry you fucking whale!” You looked up at the man who had a business suit on and was glaring down at you with a smirk on his face. You bit your lip harder as you fought the tears back.
“I-I-.” Once again the rude man cut you off.
“Quit your stuttering free willy and get out of my site, that is if you can get up.” You couldn’t take it anymore and let the tears fall freely from your (eye color) orbs as they slid down your chubby cheeks and onto the sidewalk.
You were suddenly hoisted off the ground making you gasp in surprise as you looked up to see a tall man with a blond hair accompanied by an odd curl sticking out the side of his head. The position you were in you saw the deep red color of his eyes as they glared at the rude business man and a scar running from the bottom of his eye across his cheek.
The handsome strangers hold on your got tighter as him and the business man continued to glare at one another.
“That’s no way to speak to a lady, but then again a pig wouldn’t know any manners.” The mysterious stranger spoke up as he started stroking your (hair color/length) locks softly.
The businessman scoffed at his comment.
“Lady, all I see is a fat pig, now that’s a lady!” You glanced to where the business man was pointing as more tears came to your eyes. He was pointing to a beautiful thin girl. She had a short summer dress on showing her body off. He was right, she was a lady…
You looked down at your baggy jeans and T-shirt as more tears fell from your eyes. You’d never be as pretty as that perfect woman.
“A pig and blind, it’s unfortunate you’ll never appreciate true beauty. Now, my dear, let’s get going.” The stranger unwrapped his arms from you and gently grabbed your chubby hand and started to make his way past the business man towards an unknown destination.
“T-thank you for standing up for me back there, but you can let go now.” You blushed again looking down at your intertwined hands feeling butterflies fluttering around in your tummy.
“What if I don’t want to (your name).” Your (eye color) orbs widened when he said your name. How the fuck did he know your name?!
“H-how di-.” The stranger surprised you by quickly kissing your plump lips his free hand tangled in your (hair color/length) locks and the hand that was holding yours squeezing yours lightly. It was just a quick chaste kiss, but it was your first kiss and when he moved his lips away your face was beet red as you looked into his deep ruby eyes.
“I’ve been watching you for a while Bella, admiring from afar others might say.” Your mouth was opened in shock as this strange man confessed to you. Confessed that he was the one following you and watching you, you knew you should feel scared, Hell creped out even, but you were mostly confused.
Why in the world would this handsome man even look at you let alone follow you?
“My goodness, how rude of me; my name’s Falvio my principessa.” He brought your intertwined hands up to his lips placing a small kiss on the top of yours.
“Why would you follow me Falvio?” You looked into his Ruby orbs again as he smiled down at you his scar stretching a bit on his cheek.
“Because of how beautiful you are (your name), I know what’s under those baggy clothes of yours, beautiful curves that any man would die for to touch, kiss, hold.” His free hand trailed down your side pushing the baggy fabric against your plush making you gasp and wiggle in his hold. He chuckled lightly as he stroked your tummy lightly as you made noises of protests.
“I’ve grown to love you these past weeks from watching you my sweet, please just give me a chance.” He grabbed your other hand and held them both closely to his chest looking into your (eye color) orbs awaiting your answer.
You were a smart girl and you knew the smart thing to do would be to kick him in the balls and run as fast as your chunky legs could take you, but there was something about Falvio that you couldn’t shake from your head.
Yes, he’s been watching you for the past few weeks, but he didn’t seem like the crazy serial killer types to you. He seemed really sweet and loving, a real gentleman of sorts and you quite liked it. You liked to be treated like this, like a normal human being and he made you feel pretty.
The way he held your hand, complimented you and even touched you like he did. He did everything with a certain elegance and poise that would make any girl swoon and chase after him.
God, the best part was he wanted you.
He wanted to be with you, the awkward chunky girl that wore the baggy clothes. He wanted to hold you and kiss you and make you feel loved. Your heart was talking to you know telling you to go and give it a try. You deserved happiness and you sure as Hell weren’t going to pass this opportunity up.
You smiled brightly and leaned up to gently kiss his lips as he released your hands and wrapped his arms around your soft frame pulling you closer to his lean one his large hands roaming your plush and curves occasionally squeezing and pinching making you moan and groan into the kiss.
The lack of air was what made the two of you break apart as you stared into each other’s eyes a noticeable blush on both of your faces.
“Can I take that wonderful kiss as a yes?” You were still close to his frame feeling the heat of his body making you smile up at him.
“A definite yes Falvio” You kissed the tip of his nose as the two of you shared a short laugh.
“How would il mio amore like to my place for a little date?” You smiled brightly up at your new boyfriend and nodded in agreement as he gently grabbed your hand as the both of you started down the sidewalk once again.
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"WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning!
Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental
hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the
staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so
they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the
machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died.
Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on
a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you
and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and
she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and paste
this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the best day of your life tomorrow.You
will either get kissed or asked out, if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in your room"
Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental
hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the
staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so
they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the
machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died.
Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on
a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you
and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and
she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and paste
this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the best day of your life tomorrow.You
will either get kissed or asked out, if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in your room"