Reader P.O.V
"[y/n]!"
I opened my eyes and rubbed them with my meaty hands. 'great not again' I got out of bed and put on a (f/c) over size shirt on and some baggy sweatpants.
"YOU BITCH! WHERE THE FUCK IS MY BEER!?" who might be yelling at me at 2 in the morning you may ask. Well my abusive uncle. I lived with him ever since my my mom and dad was killed in the war 2 years ago. ' Who was the fucking genius to go into a war and leave a 14 year old child with a drunk of an uncle anyways?'
"Hey jackass, remember I can't buy beer I am only 16." I put on my shoes about to leave to work on a project with my friend. I turned around and was slapped to the ground.
My uncle grabbed me by my neck choking me. "Find a fucking way to get me beer fatso!" he dragged me outside and kicked me in my head. "NOW GO!" I ran well fat girl ran to my one and only friend I knew who would have beer. The one and only, Matt Williams. Sure he's mean, rude, hockey loving jerk, but I grew to love him more than an friend. 'Get it out of your mind [y/n] he doesn't like fat ugly girls like me' I walked at such a pace that he would have to pick me up and carry me to his house'DAMNIT, GET YOURSELF TOGETHER GIRL!!!'
Matt's P.O.V
I was peacefully sleeping on the living room sofa until some idiot knocked on my family door what 4 in the morning!? 'Who the fuck is it' I got off the sofa and walk to the door, but grabbed my hockey stick before opening it. When I opened it I was greeted by a beaten [y/n] at my family's front door ' who did this to her?'
"H-hey Matt. Um can I crash on you guys couch for the night?" She rubbed her neck rubbing some finger marks around her neck
"MATT WHO THE FUCK IS IT!?" my brother Al called from upstairs. Of course I didn't respond but grab [y/n]'s soft hand and led her to the living. Not to long I heard three pair of feet coming to the living.
"Matt who wa-" Al stopped when he saw [y/n] gently smiling smiling even though she was beaten up pretty badly. "Doll, who did this to you. She cried when Al asked her and Oliver came and hugged as she only cried even harder. "poppet, who did this to you."
"Mon oncle, il l'a fait. Il voulait de la bière et je lui ai dit que j'étais trop jeune pour obtenir de la bière, mais il a commencé à m'étrangler après il m'a giflé.1" She said into Oliver's shirt.
"Quoi!?!? Je vais le tuer!2" I started to walk out the door when I was stopped by [y/n] hugging me.
"Matt don't. please. you are my best friend. I-I love you." she muttered in my shirt in a whisper. Wait she loves me? How? We are so different. She's nice I'm not, she's innocent I'm totally not innocent, but she loves me.
Reader P.O.V
Why the hell did I say that!?!? Oh no now he is going to say get out and I don't like you like that. "Matt I-I sorry I know you don't like me like that I am just some fat ugly-" I was cut off by a pair of chap lips on my soft lips. 'No way he's kissing me!' I was so shocked I almost forgot about kissing back.
"Get some Matt!" Al yelled and smiled. Just as he said that Matt hit him in the mouth knocking one of his tooth out.(that's how it happen folks.)
"Matt. I -I love you, do you?" I asked him looking his sexy eyes seeing them smile. "Oui i do." From that day on I knew I would never be hurt and alone again.
1-"My uncle, he did. He wanted beer and I told him I was too young to get beer, but he started to strangle me after he slapped me
2-What!?? I will kill him
