You sat at the usual lunch table with your best friend Mathew Williams. He was reading some fantasy book. He looked as if he was caught up in another daydream within the book. You loved how much of a nerd he was sometimes. It was cute, but you would never admit that. You were to shy to confront you own feelings to the equally shy Canadian boy you've always been best friends with.
You munch on pizza minding your own business until Mathew's half wit brother Alfred shows up. Alfred looked a lot like Mathew. Only with shorter sandy blonde hair with baby blue eyes. He was a bit taller as well. He was cute too, you admit thoughtfully. Though the teasing ruined the image a bit.
"Sup tubba wubba!" Alfred grinned a toothy grin.
You look down, slowly putting your pizza back onto the lunch tray. "Hey..." you mumble shyly.
Unknowingly, Mathew shot a glare towards his brother for the comment towards you.
Not wanting to get teased any further you try making a quick exit. "Erm well.. I'll be leaving now.." you gulp getting up. Mathew just sat you back down. "Don't go.." He slightly begged, glancing back and forth over to his American brother. He didn't want to be stuck with his brother as well. Hiding a small blush you sat close to Mathew.
"So! Dudes, I want you to meet me in front of the janitor's closet after lunch." Alfred randomly proclaimed.
You and Mathew raised a curious brow to the American.
"Trust me guys! You'll thank me later!" Alfred smirked and picked his tray back up making a pass by you pinching your side. You blush furiously shooting a glare. "Haha! Don't get so worked up chubs!" he laughed all the way to his usual table full of jock type friends.
During lunch it was mainly quiet between the two of you and Mathew. With Alfred making all the fat remarks, always reminded you that you would never be Mathew's girlfriend. As much as you wanted to push that thought out of the way. You believed it was true. Even though Mattie was kind to pretty much anyone... He would never want to date a fat girl like you.
"___________?" A familiar voice spoke up tapping your shoulder.
You bolt your head up staring into a pair of violet blue eyes. You start to blush and look down a bit shyly. "Lunch is over. Want to see what Alfred wants?" Mathew smiled holding a hand out. You nod letting Mathew take you where ever Alfred was.
"You know about what Alfred said when he left.." You Canadian friend began. You gulp hoping it wasn't about the fat remarks. "What he said was-" He was sadly cut short as Alfred tackled him from behind. "Jeez Alfred! Do you want to give me a stroke!?" Mathew yelled quietly. Mathew wasn't always been able to raise his voice. It was always quiet and kind. Unlike Alfred's voice... Alfred gave a loud laugh skipping behind the both of you and pushed you guys down the hallway.
"A-Al what are you.." You stutter as Alfred kept pushing. He ignored Mathew and your's whining and stopped in front of the open janitors closet.
"OK LOVE BIRDS! IN YOU GO!" The obnoxious american sang and roughly pushed you both in.
You squeak as you fell onto the hard floor. Mathew fell beside you and before the both of you could protest. The door closed and A clicking noise was heard. He locked the door?! Mathew stumbled up to his knees and rubbed his forehead. "Stupid brother..." he mumbled, he was obviously irritated. You sigh getting up on your knees as well. "I-I'm sorry that this happened.." you shyly pout.
Mathew blinked "For what?" he looked pretty shocked from your random apology.
"Well... I feel sorry that you're being held up in this closet with a fat girl..." you kept your gaze to the floor. Not wanting to look at his expression. "What? What do you mean?" you felt him move closer. His eyes keeping a gentle stare on you. You blush "N-Nothing..." you stutter feeling utterly shy.
A moment a silence took place for a good 30 seconds.. Although it felt longer.
Shuffling noises were heard and Felt Mathew sit behind you and pulled you into his lap. "M-Mattie No, I'm Heav-""Don't say it" he immediately spoke and hugged you close. "You know, before Alfred interrupted me.." Mathew began and buried his face in the crook of your neck. " I hate when my brother call's you chubs.. tubby.. It's not true..." he whispered gently to you.
You blush madly and look down at his arms that wrapped around your waist. No one has ever been this close to you, unless it was maybe family.. You were always so insecure about your body when someone hugged you. You always felt bigger when the other person was slimmer then you. "B-but-" you try to protest a bit. It failed when Mathew kept hugging you tighter. "and I hate it when you put yourself down because of your body. You're so incredibly cute." He rubbed his face in your shoulder feeling embarrassed. The heat of the face was burning into you. This made you blush equally as hard.
"T-That's so hard to believe." You shyly whisper.
He lifted his face from your shoulder and gave a small gentle smile"Well it it __________, I think your body is cute... Plus when you get all shy. I feel like I would explode from all the adorableness." He chuckled a bit. You gulp and shift to see his face. "Y-You're not lying to me are you?" you pout slightly.
He gazed in you (color) eyes. He let one hand go from your waist and push your head gently toward his face. Your lips met with his briefly and he smiled. "I would never lie to the most beautiful girl in the world? Would I?"
A shy smile began to tug your lips "I love you Mattie." you finally said and kissed him shyly. He chuckled kissing back. "I love you too __________"
"Ey.. Where iz Mattie Alfred? He's late for ze meeting?" Francis huffed. Alfred laughed tilting the chair back a bit as he put his feet up onto the desk. "Don't sweat him right now Francy. My bro his finally gettin some." The american grinned.