“C’mon we’re going out to the club. You should come with us.” My friend/roommate offered to me. I really didn’t feel like going out because I’ve had a long hard week. All I want to do now was just sit back and drown my problems and sorrows in a carton of cookie dough ice cream.
“I really don’t want to okay. I appreciate you asking me though. I’m just not feeling up to it.” I told my friend as I took a spoonful of the ice cream and shoved it into my mouth.
“There will be tons of hot guys there.” She persisted.
“I don’t care I’m not looking to get back into the dating game. Cody and I just broke up a few weeks ago.” I was going out what I thought was a great guy. He turned out to be a complete jerk because I found him in bed with another woman obviously she was thinner than I was. It shouldn’t have been a shock to me, but at the same time, I thought that he liked my body. Even if I didn’t, I never really liked it that much. I’ve tried multiple times and multitudes of different ways all have failed. I guess in the end he didn’t like me, thus why I’m drowning myself in a carton of ice cream.
“It would give you an excellent opportunity to show up Cody with some hot guy by your side.”
“Yeah right, what guy would go out with me?” I took another bite from the carton when my roommate took it away from me. “Hey, I’m still using that.”
“Yeah wallowing in your own self-pity with this is doing wonders for you.” She put the lid back on it and returned it to the freezer. “Holding yourself hostage in your own home isn’t a smart idea.”
“Yeah well I sure I wasn’t always the brightest crayon in the Crayola box.” I replied snarky.
“Okay that’s it.” She hauled me to my feet. This was amazing to see her with that kind of strength because I’m not a lightweight. She practically dragged me to my room and started pulling out clothes from my closet. Whatever she pulled out of the closet that she deemed as a super cute outfit for me to where, I absolutely hated. A white laced edge with the same color throughout the shirt and a white button up shirt to go over it. A black mini skirt that, I didn’t think I’d own, ended just above mid-thigh on me. She tossed out at me a pair knee high boots. Luckily, they were only an inch and a half high. I got it all on and the outfit just screamed ‘here look at my embarrassing flab while look like an idiot dancing.’ However, I only wore it to make my roommate happy for a night. Then it would be back to the pity corner with the remaining carton of ice cream. We made it down to the club. I immediately went to the bar for a drink. My eyes located my friend on the crowded dance floor. She looked like she was having so much fun. I really wanted to dance along with her, but decided against for not wanting to embarrass myself.
“Hey babe what are you doing here alone? I know you belong on the dance floor.” A man with long blonde hair and blue eyes he held a rose up to me. I cringed at the fact that I saw his friends behind him laughing.
“No thanks I’m having plenty of fun right here.” I replied to the fluid man. He placed his hand on my inner thigh. I was about to remove it when another man removed it for me.
“There you are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere, sweetheart.” Another man with blonde hair and blue eyes only this one had a cow lick on his head and a brown leather bombers jacket. He gave me a solid wink telling me to play along.
“You know this woman?” The other man said.
“Yeah, we’ve been going out for at least a few months at least. Isn’t that right, honey?” He looked down at me.
“Oh yes, I remember like it just happened.” I said. The man with the long blonde hair turned around and left, but not before saying.
“Who’d ever want to be around something takes up so much space.” I lost it right there. I hopped off the stool and nailed him in the gut. Making him lose his breath as his friends came up and took him away.
“I’m sorry; I’m normally not like this. I’m generally pretty calm, but I guess it was the last straw for me.” I told other blonde male as he got us a couple of drinks.
“It’s alright. I like a woman with some spice. She can’t be all sugar and everything nice. My name is Alfred. Alfred Jones.”
“Pleasure to meet you, Alfred, I’m _____ _____.” I took a sip of the drink.
“It’s a pretty name for a beautiful woman. That guy Francis that was here earlier. I see him all of the time trying to pick up women.”
“Nice to know that I would’ve been another number.” I chugged down the rest of the drink.
“Out of the multitude of times that I’ve been here, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in here before. I’d remember a pretty face like you.”
“Hehe alright who set you up.” I laughed as I ordered another drink.
“I came here alone.” He said to me while looking at me in the eye.
“Huh-uh sure you did. A guy like you I doubt it.”
“What do you think you’re not good enough for me?”
“Congratulations you’ve won.”
“I don’t see why not. You’re a beautiful woman.” Thank God that the lights were turned down low. So, then that way he wouldn’t disgusted by all of me. He sounds like a decent guy, but I don’t want to get too close too soon.
“I wonder about that all the time.”
“Because I don’t think I ever felt that way or haven’t in a while.” The music kept pounding in the background.
“Do you want to dance?” I finished off another drink. I felt a little bit looser since now I have cocktail mix in my stomach.
“Sure.” He led me out to the dance floor and let loose. Doing moves that I didn’t think I knew how to do. Alfred practically had his hands glued to my sides. My a** grinding up against his front. The night wore on as we continued to dance the night away. Soon enough we left the club not once caring that his arm was around my waist. He was telling me jokes and I was laughing at them. Alfred is naturally funny. I was giggling like a little school girl with her high school crush. It almost felt surreal because it was nice to feel this way again. That feeling soon dissipated when I saw Cody and hanging off of him was that same little twig that he cheated on me. I completely ignored him however, that didn’t stop him from talking to us.
“Hey man, thanks for taking her out.” Cody said as he handed Alfred some money. I turned red with anger and disappointment.
“You’re such an a**, Alfred.” Alfred turned to look at me.
“But ____ I don’t even know this guy.” He said to me trying to grab my hand.
“Don’t you dare touch me. I knew it was too good to be true.” I backed away from them. Alfred finally got a hold of my hand. My free hand smacked him in the face. “I hate you.” In addition, for the first time in a long time did tears stream from my eyes. I bolted away from them.
“Dude, that was just plain cruel. You and I both know that she didn’t deserve that.” I said to the jerk before me.
“Yeah she totally had it coming although I will say that it was the first time I’d ever did see her cry.” He said with a crude smile on his face.
“Only a sorry a** excuse of a man would ever want to see a woman cry. Its guys like you that give guys like me a bad name.” I ran after her hopefully to try to straighten
I immediately crashed onto my bed. Tears were still coming out of my eyes. I still couldn’t believe Alfred would do such a thing to me. I thought he really liked me. Suddenly I heard the front door open. My roommate must be back. However, the second voice was familiar.
“Yeah I just want to make sure that she’s okay. Things didn’t go real well on our walk outside.” He said coming on up to my door. I had already shut and locked the door. So, there were no worries about anyone getting in. “_______, are you in there?”
“Go away.” I yelled. “I don’t want to see you.” He continued on begging for me to let him in, but it wouldn’t. I didn’t say anything else to him. Eventually, he just left sadden with defeat.
One week later
There was not a day that went by when he didn’t try to call or come over to try to explain himself. I thought he would to have gotten the message that I didn’t want to be around him, but he keeps insisting. However, I do believe that my roommate is also worried about me since I haven’t come out of my room since that day other than to use the bathroom to get cleaned up. I mainly just stay in here to sleep and cry sometimes both. Other times I just cry myself to sleep. I guess I liked Alfred more than I thought because I’ve not ever cried this much. My eyes continued to scan the bedroom. A knock came to the door again. Probably Alfred again to hide myself, I used the blanket to make it look like I was sleeping again.
“Hey, I have to go to my parents for a few days. Are you going to be alright while I’m gone.” She said standing at my nightstand with another tray of food. It was just another tray to ignore. I had done this all week. I’d only eat when I was hungry, but I haven’t been hungry at all this week. I only just nodded my head and she left. However, that wouldn’t to have prepared me for what was to come. Little did I know that Alfred was here as well. I got lucky that I’d just taken a shower this morning so I didn’t stink.
“Hi, how are you doing?” He asked. I sat up, pulled my knees on up to my chest, and immediately pulled the blanket over my head trying in vain to hide myself. “You know that your roommate is worried about you.” He said coming closer.
“So.” I said in a monotone voice.
“Alfred, after what you did to me, why should I give a d*** about you or anyone else for that matter.” I felt the blanket get ripped back off of me exposing myself to Alfred in nothing but my largest long-sleeved shirt and pair of sweat shorts.
“That jerk was a total stranger to me. I’d never seen him before in my life.” He looked at me in the eye. His ocean blue orbs filled with sincerity and concern. All it made me do was realize how much of a jerk I’d been the past week to him and my roomie. “How about you go get dressed and I’ll show you a good time tonight.”
“Can we just stay here tonight? You know watch a movie or something.” I suggested. He agreed and ordered some takeout to be delivered here. I took one of the blankets, wrapped it around me, and sat down on the couch. It didn’t take long for Alfred to come and join me with the food. He had ordered Chinese and it smelled delicious. My stomach growled viciously from me just inhaling the aroma.
“Go ahead and eat there’s plenty.” He said changing the television to the movie. I don’t remember what movie it was. His hands grabbing a couple of cartons one was for him the other was for me. I only ate half of it because I didn’t want to make a pig of myself. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. It was halfway through the movie when he paused it and looked at me.
“What’s wrong, you’ve barely ate anything.”
“I had a big-”
“Oh no I know that’s an obvious lie. Your roommate told me you’ve not ate anything for like a week other than water. So, don’t even start with me on that. Now tell me what’s bothering you.” I looked away from him.
“I just don’t want to get fat more so than I am now.” I muttered under my breath trying to hide myself more underneath the blanket. He did something I didn’t expect him to do. Alfred picked me up and put me on his lap like a little child. His arms wrapped around me. “Alfred, put me back down on the couch I’m too fat for this.”
“You’re not fat. You’re just fluffy.” He laughed. “Now listen and you listen good. I may not know what has happened to you in the past. It probably wasn’t pretty, but maybe I’m the one who can help you. I could list off a few dozen reasons why I like you. This however.” He said grabbing my muffin top making me squeak. “This however I like about you. Your eyes were the first thing I liked then when I came over to you. My own eyes did a double take because they had never witness anything so breathtaking before.” Slowly the blanket was removed. “It’s taking all I have in me to not take you out to your room and do some very naughty things with you and your body. In my eyes you’re drop dead sexy.” I faced him and he pulled me into a kiss.
“Do you really want me like that?” I asked nervously after he kissed me and continued to kiss down my arm.
“Hell yes. Do you want me to continue because if I don’t stop now I won’t be able to? I love you, _____.” He asked.
“I love you too, Alfred.” I kissed him in response and lost myself in his touch as he continued to pleasure the both of us for the rest of the night.
woohoo! another chubby!reader for the archive. we can always use another story like that. the picture is something i drew in my sketchbook. plz comment on both things if possible. i know that my writing skills are improving, but i know that my drawings need a bit of work. i like to hear your feedback.
only if most real guys now days were like Alfred here…. BUT! this is really sweet and heart warming!
haha i read this on a whim but i love this ^_^ its sweet, you never see things like this around. It does help people like that with their self esteem
Thanks I try to write stories with a dose of reality in them. Because there are people with this issue. I have a problem with my own self esteem. I try and fix it by having personality to make up what I don't have in my appearance.