Pool pudge

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Michael
I packed my stuff for staying over at Ashton's house, the ring of the doorbell echoing through the house.  "I got it! I got it! I got it!" I repeated as I ran downstairs and answered the door with my backpack slung over my shoulder. Ashton stood in the doorway, "Heyyy." I smiled cheekily, making him giggle his girly giggle. "You ready?" He asked and I nodded, before I knew it he had picked me up and slung my over his shoulder. "ASHTON!" I shrieked, playfully hitting his back. He put me down and intertwined our hands, walking me to his house.
+Ashton's house+
"Let's go swimming." Ashton smiled and those 3 words made me freeze, "Ash, I don't really swim." I lied and scratched the back of my neck, "I've seen you swim all the time. C'mon!" He giggled and pulled me upstairs. I went into the bathroom to change, I took off my shirt and grimaced at my disgusting reflection.  I belly was round and was being squished by my jeans, my love handles spilled over my pants, I was gross. I put on my swimming trunks and held my towel to my chest, hiding my belly from my boyfriend. I walked out to the pool and saw Ashton already swimming, enjoying himself. I sat on the pool chair, still holding my towel to my chest. "Come in Michael." Ashton smiled, moving his wet curls from his face. I shyly shook my head and frowned, "Hey, what's the matter babe?" He asked and walked over to me. "My tummy hurts a little." I lied and bit my lip, "You're and terrible liar. Spill." He stated and I sighed.
"I'm fat and gross." I whimpered and Ashton stood me up, taking the towel from my hand and putting it down. He put my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my belly, rubbing it slightly and pecking my lips. "I love your belly Michael." He smiled, "How? It sits on my lap." I sniffled. "I love you, all of you. I don't give one single fuck what the number on the scale is, as long as I'm with you." He grinned and pinched my love handles, making me blush. He picked me up bridalstyle and took me into the pool, "ASHTON!" I screamed as he threw us in. We surfaced and we're both a laughing mess, I jumped onto him and wrapped my legs around his waist as I crashed our lips together.

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