Crush Imagines

You're Thick

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P/c~ Pretty classmate

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It was just another school day for you. It's all routine.

Currently you were sitting in your math class working on a worksheet that your teacher had passed out.

You looked over at your crush sitting there looking perfect. How can he be that perfect????

He looked up and started to look around so you quickly looked back down at your paper starting another question.

He didn't see you but you felt two eyes staring at you. You looked up and looked at Y/c/n. He was looking at you.

But was he really? You looked around and saw he wasn't looking at anyone behind you so you turned back to him to find him smiling at you.

You gave him a quick smile and looked down. You thought to yourself, 'Could he like a girl like me?'

Now when you say 'like me', it's definitely not in a bad way. You were thick and there was no other way to say it. 

But you liked being, quote on quote, 'thick'. It made you, you! 

(A/n No matter what you look like, you are absolutely beautiful. No need to feel insecure or anything. And I know, I know, I just cured all your insecurity problems!)

You looked back over at him and he was talking to P/c. You couldn't help but envy her.

People define her as pretty, she was skinny and nice. Key work...skinny.

In society, for some bad reason, skinny=pretty.

It's getting better but it isn't good enough yet.

You notice how P/c starts giggling and lightly pushes Y/c/n. 

She's flirting with him. You were a bit confused as to why you were jealous...I mean, he isn't even yours.

He looked over at you and he turned back to her.

You sighed and continued on with your work, it's all you can do. You heard footsteps near you and a presence next to you, "Hey Y/n."

You could recognize that voice in a heart beat. It was Y/c/n. "Hi." You looked up at him.

"Can you help me with this question?" You looked at his paper and there was no math problem. He wrote something instead, it said:

You should meet me at my locker after this class :)

You looked at him confused, he smirked, "You should, here, keep this."

And just like that, he was walking back to his desk. You were beyond confused but decided you should go anyway.

The rest of that class dragged along and finally you were free. You quickly packed your stuff up and basically full on ran to your locker. You threw your old stuff in the locker and grabbed the materials you needed for your next class.

You ran over to Y/c/n locker but when you saw him you slowed down to a normal walking pace. As you got closer you saw him surrounded by a bunch of pretty girls.

Did he ask a bunch of people to meet at his locker??

He was laughing with the girls and he looked over to see you starting to walk away. "Wait! Y/n!" He ran over to you, and you turned around.

"I was going to go to class." "But you said you would meet me at my locker." "I never said I would." "Well..."

You raised an eyebrow, "Exactly." 

You turned around and started walking. He caught up to you and said, "Are you ok?" You looked at him weirdly, "Yes, why?"

"Because you seem a bit...off." You rolled your eyes, "You just don't know me that well I guess."

You both stopped walking and he took a deep breath. "Will you go to my aunt's wedding with me?"

You looked down, "Like as a.." You trailed off. "Like a date." He confirmed. You gathered enough courage to look him in the eye, "Is this a joke?"

He stood there dumbfounded, "A joke? Why would I joke about that?" You shrugged, "Wouldn't you rather take one of your other pretty friends?"

"You are my pretty friend! Well, to be honest, you're my gorgeous friend." 

You were absolutely shocked, "Um, thanks, but-" He cut you off, "Don't you dare say you aren't pretty or gorgeous because you are."

You blushed and nodded, "I'll go with you."

He smiled, "Good! I'll send you the details later." You nodded and you both headed off to class.

~The day of the wedding~

"Do you, Y/n Y/l/n take Y/c/n C/l/n as your beloved husband?" You smiled, "I do."

"And do you Y/c/n C/l/n take Y/n Y/l/n as your beloved wife?" "I do."

Today was your wedding day. Ever after he took you to be his date at his aunty's wedding, you two fell in love. 

And today you were tying the knot and becoming husband and wife. He loved you and your curves and everything about you. It was meant to be.

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