Love Changes

Gotta Get Up

He stares at me staring at him, "What?" 

I laugh nervously, "Oh, um, just that we should go out you haven't left the house in a week, wanna um, go to the gym?"

He sighs, scratching his larger stomach, "I'm tired." 

"Daniel, you've been doing nothing but sitting in a chair playing video games." 

I purposely leave out the bit about eating, thinking he is like me and a single mention of a weight gain would ruin his self esteem. He looks like he gained about ten pounds, but it went mostly to his belly. He groans, "I don't wanna." 

"Come on, it will be fun! I actually haven't been in like a week and after we can do it in the shower."

That peaks his interest and he looks at me deviously, "Well I mean sure." 

I smile and we both get ready and head to my gym, which he doesn't like. We park the car and I head to the stairs to walk up when I notice him waiting for the elevator, I don't understand, "Daniel, why are you taking the elevator?"

He looks at me confused, "I don't want to walk up the stairs."

I shake my head and start to walk away when he says, "Don't wait up for me, I'll meet you up at the treadmills." 

I smile, remembering the first time we met and walk upstairs and stretch. Everyone is looking at me and I feel a sense of confidence as I hop on the treadmill, ready to give them all a show. About forty mins later I finish running, more tired than usual so I didn't go a full hour and then remember Daniel exists, but he isn't here. I look everywhere for him, and can't find him. I go downstairs to where we parked the car and see our car pulling into the lot. I roll my eyes, "Daniel where did you do?"

He looks guilty as he steps out. His tight shirt which once loosely hung around his new fat now was tight around it, making him look like he was bulging out of it. He smelt of burgers and was drinking a large shake. I grow angry, not wanting a larger boyfriend, "Babe. Did you go to fucking mcdonalds?"

He sighs, "Yeah but only because I didn't have breakfast."

"Oh really? Then what was that bacon and toast and 'breakfast ice cream' you ate just an hour ago?" 

He looks at me angrily, "Fine Amabella, I just wanted a burger they were having a deal, I'll go and workout with you now I guess."

I proceed to stomp up the stairs and notice he is not behind me. I lumber back down and see him  eating fries, when did he get those, waiting for the elevator. I stand next to him, practically fuming, I do not want him to leave again. We ride up in silence while he greedily devours the rest of his fries. He lets out a big burp and pats his bigger stomach, he lifts up his shirt to scratch it and I am not surprised when it flops out again, mysteriously looking bigger than this morning. I am disgusted, but also kind of intrigued. He pulls it down again, but doesn't realize a sliver of fat is still hanging out from under it. We walk in and he goes to the weight area and starts half heartedly lifting. I start doing floor exercises when a friend of his walks in. 

"Yoooo Daniel, how are you I heard there was a bit of a fire!" he yells at him. 

Daniel laughs and says, "Aye Brad yeah I don't have work for like half a year now."

Brad turns to me, "Hey Amabella how are you?"

"Good." I say, still annoyed with Daniel. 

"Lmao, did your girl put on some weight?" Brad says to Daniel. 

What the fuck? Does he see who he is talking to, Daniel with the gut? Daniel scowls, "Dude shut up she looks great I don't notice anything." 

"Fuck you." I say to Brad and hurry to the bathroom to look at myself.