Donald Trump x Reader

Chapter 2

It had been 3 days since I rejected Trump-Kun. He hadn't been at school since then.. So where could he be? Surely my rejection didn't make him depressed? I coughed, hoping to erase that thought from my mind. I kinda wished I hadn't rejected him, but then this story would be too short. 

I took a step into the school, looking around for Senpai. Was he still not here today? Some girls glared at me. I think the word had got around. I took out my books from my locker, holding them one-handed. I took a left, and I felt my skirt get pulled on. I looked down to see a familiar chubby hand.. SENPAI?!

He pulled me into the girls washroom at full force, dropping my books all over the floor. Suddenly I was in his muscular arms.

"Nani?! Trump-Kun, what are you doing?!" I squealed, warm under his thick belly fat. It was almost like a blanket.. And so bitter-sweet. 

I looked into his light green eyes to see them stained with salty tears. His loud sobs choking what little neck he had. 

"Y/N!!! WHY DID YOU REJECT ME?!?!" He sobbed like a little baby. I sighed, pulling on his tie. 

"It's too early in the story... I cannot be with you now."

"YES YOU CAN!! WHY DON'T YOU JUST LOVE ME!!!?! IM GOING TO CRY UNTIL YOU SAY YES!!"

Trump-Kun was known to cry when he didn't get what he wanted. Actually, that was the same reason he was elected as head of the Student Council. Everyone was too afraid that he would threaten to send out nukes on the school. I shook my head, mind empty. What was I going to tell him? And then the thought hit me.

"Hey.. wait. Aren't you dating Melania, Senpai?"

His tears nearly dried up in the millisecond after. Trump-Kun looked almost embarrassed, his cheeks flushed a bright red. 

He sighed, squeezing my hand. "Well y/n.. To be honest with you.. I like candy."

Eyes darting back and forth, I leaned forward and questioned him softly.

"I like candy too, Trump-Kun. That's why you should be with me." 

I stared at his lips. They looked soft, almost bite able. Suddenly the bathroom became hot, and I was tempted to take my shirt off. Senpai looked the same way.. Sweat dripping down his face, 1 fat roll at a time. He had always reminded me of Tom Cruise, and the sight of him now further proved it. He leaned forward and grabbed my thigh. I flinched, drawing backwards. I didn't want to do this, not now. Especially after I remembered he was dating Melania. 

"I- I'm so sorry Trump-Kun!" 

I quickly scooped up my things and ran out of the washroom at full speed. I could hear a muffled "Y/n, wait!" from behind me, but I was too panicked to care. My eyes burned. How did I get myself caught in this mess?! This shouldn't be happening to me! It can't be!