Christopher Amono returns home after a long, rough day at school. Tossing his backpack on the rack he made his way to the living room.
Ashley: hi Chris, how was your day?
Ashley, Chris' girlfriend of 4 months sat comfortably on the expensive love seat, a smile plastered on her pretty face, her chestnut hair, poofy and curly as ever and her eyes shined with happiness behind her purple glasses.
Chris: I-it was fine
The small black haired boy forced a small fake smile on his face
Ashley: it wasn't good
Darn it! This girl couldn't and wouldn't let anything pass her
Ashley: Chris I know you, you stutter when you lie
Chris: N- no I d-don't
Ashley: * boops Chris on the nose* you're so cute my incredibly short yet extremely attractive boyfriend, I'll take care of whatever is bothering you
Chris: I'm not short! I'm just vertically challenge and don't call me cute!
Ashley: I know that somethings wrong, Christopher, was it that girl again?
Chris: no
Ashley: then who was it?
Chris: I shouldn't tell you, if you go beat him up, he'll hurt you or the team will
Ashley: * sighs* fine I won't go beat him up, * grabs his hands* what are you not telling me?
Chris: remember Peter James? From the football team
Ashley: yeah what about him?
Chris: he.... He called me a baby and that slitting my wrist would toughen me up, he also said that I don't deserve you, and I really think I don't, I mean you're amazing, and smart and beautiful and * starts crying* you're perfect
Ashley: oh my god Chris, * pulls Chris into a hug* first off, you're not a baby, second, don't cut yourself that doesn't do sh** except make you hurt, and I'm the lucky one. You are the most kind, talented and inspiring man I have ever met. I love you, now don't cry otherwise I'm going to cry too
Chris: he likes you ash
Ashley: what?
Chris: all those times he complemented you and gave you gifts, he wasn't being nice, he likes you
Ashley: ew that dude is disgusting
Chris: yeah but every girl in school likes him
Ashley: sorry Peter I'm taken, besides, I don't date guys who are a**holes
Chris: yeah that guy is a butthole, but Ashley don't you want a real man?
Ashley: what do you mean? I have a real man
Chris: I'm barely scratching the surface, I can't pick you up and carry you around like a real boyfriend, heck I can't even open the pickle jar without help
Ashley: so? Look Chris, I don't care what any of hose jerks have told you. I have my own standards, and you happen to fit every single one of them. So screw Peter James! Screw everybody! Screw society! I just care about you and me, we can do anything! You can do anything! You're perfect Chris, just trust me in that
Chris: what did I do to deserve you? * kisses Ashley on the cheek
Ashley: * giggles* Chris you're flattering me
Chris: wait, how tall are you?
Ashley: 5ft'3
Chris:......
Fin
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Not your average fairytale
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