Michael kept his head down and his arms crossed over his chest as he walked down the hall, he had earbuds in to block the bullies with Green Day and Nirvana. He was bullied for one reason; his looks. He had a round belly but it was noticeable, his thighs were thick and rubbed together as he walked, his ass was curvy, his love handles spilled over his jeans, and he had chipmunk cheeks. He was pushed down to the floor, he scrambled to get up and took his earbuds out of his ears, seeing the whole bad boy squad. "Well, well, if it isn't the fatass fag." Jackson, the 'leader' of the group, smirked as he bent down to the blonde boy's height. "Fuck off Jack." Michael mumbled and Jackson pushed him against the lockers, the knobs digging into his back and he knew he would have bruises later. Jackson poked Michael's belly, making Michael blush and Jackson chuckled, "Insecure? I don't blame you." He smirked. One of the boys in the back began shaking his head, Calum, he had a secret crush on Michael and loved his body, just wanting to cuddle the pudgy boy. Calum had enough of Jackson's teasing and pushed the muscular boy of the blonde one, making Michael look at Calum in shock. "I think you need glasses Jack! Michael is gorgeous!" He snapped and Michael's jaw dropped, "He may have a little pudge, but I find it breathtaking. I love his body and I don't care for fuckers like you who think that Michael is ugly because he is perfect." Calum scolded and Michael's jaw dropped, "Whatever fag." Jackson snickered and Calum shoved him against a locker. "Stay away from Michael!" He shouted in his face before throwing him to the floor and Jackson ran off. Michael stood there, staring at Calum in disbelief. "You okay?" Calum asked and Michael nodded, "All that was true you know?" He smirked and put his hands on Michael's waist, making the boy blush and smile. Calum put his finger under Michael's chin and they both leaned in, locking their lips.
