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Chunk Imagine

Y/N's POV:
I always see girls with their boyfriends and see they're all good looking. Yeah, yeah all are cute.

But I always never see a popular girl with a nerd. Like, let me make this clear. I always think you shouldn't worry about looks. What is important is what's in the inside: your personality, everything.

Looks don't have to say everything about a person. I hate it when I pass through the hallways and I see people making fun of kids because of what they look like. If they're chubby, not good looking, or of their religion.

I hate it. I just want to punch that person making fun of the innocent little person.

There is this kid I see in the hallways and he is the cutest little person I have seen. He has light brown hair, and nice eyes, and a nice smile. He is chubby which I find adorable. He is so adorable and funny. He is in 3 of my classes: Math, science, and history. His name is Lawrence, but everyone calls him Chunk.

Chunk's POV:
There is this girl who I like, her name is Y/N. She is so pretty. She has the most beautiful Y/E/C eyes and a beautiful smile.

I know she wouldn't like me back. Lots of people bully me because I am chubby. She probably doesn't like what I look like. It's cool. No one likes me.

Except for a few of my friends, Mouth, Mikey, and Data. The only best friends I have.

Y/N's POV:
One day, I was walking through the hallways, and I hear laughing. I decide to go over to see what's happening. As I go closer, I see this crowd.

I go more closer and see Chunk, at his locker, trying to avoid the mean insults. I decide to step up for him.

"Can y'all Just SHUT UP?!" I yell. Everyone stares at me.

"Why?" A girl with blonde hair and green eyes told me.

"Because it's not nice." I said.

"So?" A boy with big glasses, and a shirt with a tie said.

"What happens if you were the VICTIMS?!! huh?!" I said with anger. Everyone went silent.
"Exactly!" I said.

"Why don't you walk your little asses off to class and let him be?! Walk away. I don't want you to talk to him, I don't want you to touch him, and I certainly don't want you to think about him alright?!!" I said walking forward, clutching my fists. Everyone put their hands up in surrender and walked away.

I sat down next to Chunk, who was sitting on the floor.

"Hey." I said smiling at him.

"Hey." He smiled back.

"You okay?" I asked putting my hand on his shoulder.

"Now I am. Thank you, Y/N." He said.

"No problem." I said. We sat there in silence for a bit and then he said,

"Can I tell you something?" He smiled.

"Yeah sure, Chunk, anything." I said.

"Well, truth is... I like you." He blushed, looking down.

"Awe really?" I asked.

"Yeah. You probably don't like how I look." He said.

"Chunk, I don't care what you look like. I like you for what's on the inside." I said, smiling. He smiled back.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yes, really." I said.

Then the bell rang for 6th period.

"Look, I'll see ya later." I told him. He smiled.
"Alright." He said. I stood up. He also stood up.
"Here's my number." I said, handing him my number on a little paper. He smiled.

"Thanks." He said. I kissed his cheek and smiled.

"Bye." I said walking away.

Chunk's POV:
I was doing my little happy dance in my head. I can't believe Y/N Y/L/N gave me her number!

Even better, she kissed my cheek!!!!! I am so happy. I just don't know what to do! I am so freaking happy!!!

Hope you like this loves💚 I did my best.

Don't forget to comment what my 'Sodapop Curtis Love Story' should be called.❤

(Edited: 8-9-18)