No One Likes Ken (Y/N x Ken)

Ew... its ken

y/n's POV
y/n sat alone in her room reading a book and listen to classical music. Her flawless blond hair thrown up in a messy bun, her bright blue orbs staring at the pages. Besides her luscious golden locks and her captivating blue orbs, she was nothing like Barbie. She didn't care what others thought of her. She wasn't interested in boys, clothes or shopping; she didn't even know what makeup was!!
ken POV
Ken sat alone in his room. Throwing his balls around. There was only one person he couldn't off his mind. He knew it should have been Barbie, but the thought of y/n luscious locks and flaming icy blue orbs and 4 foot 11, 126 pound body tickled his brain in a way he couldn't explain. Her eyes glistened when she heard something exiting. And his eyes were drawn to her chest when she giggled. Mmm y/n.

Barbie POV:
Barbie sat alone in her room feeling her flaps. Damn Ken was hot.

y/n pov
As she sat alone in her room reading her room she couldn't help but think of Ken. She hates him. She couldn't understand stand how someone like Barbie could like him. I mean he had that dumb smug smile. that always lit up a room. That stupid floppy hair of his. That she wanted to run her fingers through. Those Shrek green orbs. That she could gaze into for eternity. And that dumbass jock body of his. That she wanted to... you know. God she hated Ken. Or at least... the way he made her feel... Ken... mmh Ken... k-ken. She muttered as her hands began to wander at the thought of his silky soft porcelain skin. keeeEen.

Kens Pov
yyyyY/nnnNnn... he moaned before he started seeing stars.