Fat

by Sam Crescent

Elsa thought about the kiss she had shared with Noah. Neither of them had spoken about it in the last four weeks, which she liked. Nothing was weird between them. She did find herself thinking about his kiss, and what more could have happened between them.

  “Did you know Kurt sent me a friend request?” Kim asked.

  “He did?”

  “Yeah.”

  “What did you respond?”

  “I didn’t.” Kim wrinkled her nose. “I’m not going to be friends with Kurt.”

  “Did you finish that paper?”

  “Yep, we did. He even did half the work, which was a surprise, and he won my mother over by charming her.”

  “No!”

  “Yes. She asks about him as well. The polite young man.” Kim rolled her eyes.

  “Maybe he likes you.”

  Kim sighed. “He called me a lot of horrible names, Elsa. Names that if I even think about them, it makes me want to cry.”

  “Kim?”

  “No, I can’t. I don’t want to think about it. He called me fat, a whale? I’m not going to be that girl that has this big crush on the guy that bullied her. It would be too sad.”

  Elsa nodded. “So what are you going to do?”

  “I’m going to ignore him. Before this blasted assignment, he didn’t know I existed. I’ll just keep on going until he doesn’t know I exist again.”

  “That’s the way to do it.”

  “See, I knew you’d understand.”

  Kim removed the dress after having a final twirl, and for the first time, Elsa was a little envious.

  “Mom bought me a new dress and keeps asking me to wear it. It doesn’t fit.” Elsa left the closet to give Kim some privacy.

  Sitting on the bed, Elsa hated how sad she felt.

  Losing weight was something she was doing to try to make her mom happy. Just that morning, Elsa had to listen to her moan once again about the bad stuff inside pancakes. What her mother didn’t know was that Elsa was trying out lower fat versions of the recipes. She’d found a really cool food blog online, and had started to be inspired. Nothing she did was ever good enough for her.

  Her cell phone pinged, and she crawled off the bed to the floor to see who it was.

  Noah: U seemed sad today. Want to talk about it?

  Elsa: No.

  It was only Thursday night. She’d have to see him tomorrow and Saturday. For the first time since she started her new healthier regime, she didn’t want to go.

  Noah: Come on. I’m your motivator, your hot little body builder. Talk to me.

  Elsa: Can’t. I’m with Kim. Talk to you later.

  She turned her phone to silent, and smiled at Kim as she came out.

  “Don’t let your mom get you down. She does love you.” Kim sat beside her. They leaned against the bed, and Elsa sniffed up, trying to stop the threat of tears. She hadn’t cried in a long time, and she really didn’t want to do it now.

  “Oh, Elsa, what’s wrong?”

  “I’m tired of being fat.” She covered her face with her hands. “With the way Mom is, anyone would think I’m this disgusting, horrible … thing that can’t stop shoving another cookie in my mouth.”

  Kim wrapped her arms around her, and held her close. “Ignore her.”

  “Why can’t my mom be like yours? She supports you, and she doesn’t nag you.”

  “She nags me all the time.”

  “Only because you don’t always wear dresses. Your mom wants to pretty you up. Me? My mom just wants me to be slim, to lose weight so I can look pretty like all the other dolls that are there.”

  “Then how about we go shopping for you?” Kim asked.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Come to this prom party, and instead of going in something that is going to be too tight, and leave you uncomfortable, you and I will pick something out.”

  “You know my mom always picks my clothes.”

  “Yeah, and she can still pick out the dress. You don’t have to wear it.”

  Elsa thought about it, and it actually made her feel better. “Thank you, Kim.”

  “You’re like a sister to me. Don’t let your mom change who you are. You’re a beautiful woman, Elsa, inside and out. You don’t need to be a size zero to be amazing. I think you’re amazing.” Kim rested her head on her shoulder. “Best friends forever?”

  “BFFs all the way.”

  Holding her friend’s hand, Elsa let the last of the tears fade away.

  ****

  “Do you think I’m an asshole?” Kurt asked.

  Noah looked up from his phone toward his friend. “Why do I feel this is going to be a trick question?”

  “I’m being serious. What do you think of me?”

  “Dude, if this is your way to come out, don’t try to get with me. I like girls. If you’re gay, I’m cool with that.”

  “I’m not gay.”

  “You sure?”

  Kurt launched a pillow at him, and Noah caught it, throwing it back. He was pressing some weights as Kurt was pretending to study. They were having a sleepover, which was so fucking lame. Noah couldn’t remember the last time this happened. Kurt just turned up with a bag, and a pizza, expecting to spend the night.

  Noah stared at his phone wondering if Elsa would call or text. He hadn’t responded to her last text, but he really hoped she’d tell him what was wrong.

  Today in school he’d seen how upset she had been, and throughout the day he’d wanted to ask her. No chance opened up for him to go and see her, or to even talk to her.

  “Are you listening to me?” Kurt asked.

  “Sorry, dozed off. What?”

  “I’m your best friend, and you’ve dozed off. What kind of friend are you?”

  “The kind you crash on at night to have a lame ass sleepover as if we’re kids.” Noah released his weights, and stood up, rotating his arms. “What were you talking about?”

  “I think I’ve got a problem.”

  “If it itches, smells, or has swollen up, go and see a doctor.”

  “Noah, shut the fuck up. I’m having a real crisis right now, and it’s pissing me off.”

  “Fine, fine, fine.” Noah took a seat, and stared at his friend. “What is it?”

  “Girls, we like them right?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you have a … type of girl you like?”

  “One that likes me back usually gets me going.” He thought about Elsa and the kiss they had shared. She was the only girl who was getting any kind of response to him. Today in gym, Jessica had come up to him and tried to rub against him. He’d not been interested. She held no appeal to him whatsoever.

  The moment he caught sight of Elsa, that was a whole different story. He wanted her badly. Most of his nights were spent dreaming about her. Each morning he’d wake up with a boner, and no matter how many times he tried to get himself off, he couldn’t stop the need from stirring up again.

  “No. I mean, do you like big tits, round ass? No tits?”

  Noah stared at his friend, frowning. “I have no idea what you’re trying to get at. I’m confused.”

  “Fuck, I just need to come out and say it, don’t I?”

  “Usually that happens to people, yeah.”

  Kurt stood and started pacing. “I’ve noticed her all the fucking time, and I was a total asshole because of my older brother Lewis.”

  “Sit down, and just tell me what the fuck your problem is.” Noah lost his patience.

  “My lab partner Kim, I like her.” Kurt sat down and stared at Noah. “I mean I really like her, Noah.”

  “So?”

  “So? I’ve bullied her for fucking years. She’s not slim. My brother told me never to become a chubby chaser, it’s like fucking death.”

  Noah held his hand up. “You like Kim? Like a friend?”

  “No, I want to sleep with her. I want to get naked with her, fuck her, screw her, but I don’t want to be a jerk about it. I actually want this. Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
?”

  “Kim’s hot.”

  “I’ve been calling her a whale since we were in kindergarten.”

  Noah chuckled. “I did warn you about being a bully. Guess what, this is karma, buddy. Straight and simple karma.”

  “You’re being a rat bastard, you know that.” Kurt collapsed on the bed. “I can’t get her out of my mind. She’s all I can think about.”

  “Don’t you have a girlfriend? Britney?”

  “No. She’s just a girl who likes to have a booty call.” Kurt sat back up. “What the hell am I going to do?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “I don’t even know anything about her other than the fact she can’t stand me.” Kurt rested his hands on his knees. “I’m going to have to stop being a jerk.”

  “I’d start with not calling her whale, or anything relating to her size.”

  “I don’t know what it is. At first when Donald partnered us up, I couldn’t believe it. I thought I was going to have to deal with this chick offering me shit on a silver platter. She got to have a piece of the Kurt action.”

  Noah stared at his friend, smiling. Kurt had this coming. “What changed?”

  “She fucking ignored me. Throughout the whole lesson, she ignored me, and started her assignment. When the bell went, she looked at me and asked me if I knew what I was doing. I nodded, ‘cause, that’s what I do. She told me what I should work on, and left. I called ‘round to her house, and she growled at me. It took me having to sweet talk her mother before I was allowed in the house.”

  “So, you like the chase?”

  “I thought that, but nothing has happened.”

  “Nothing?”

  “Not a thing. No kiss, no groping. I didn’t even get to talking about each other. Every time I asked her a question, she’d avoid it. I know next to nothing about her.”

  “You know where she lives, and where she goes to school.”

  “I also know she hangs out with that other chick, Elsa. The mousy one, kind of cute.”

  Noah tensed up, gritting his teeth. “Leave her alone.”

  “Oh, I will, I promise.”

  He was pleased Kurt was so distracted, as otherwise he’d have witnessed that Noah was having a hard time keeping his shit together.

  “What do you think I should do?”

  “About what?”

  “About Kim?”

  Noah stared at his friend. “Does this really bother you that much?”

  “I’ve never felt like this. Not about anyone. I’ve not even spoken to Britney. Seriously, I can’t get her out of my mind.”

  “If all you want is just sex, then you’re going to have to find someone else.”

  Kurt shook his head. “It’s more than that.”

  “Then start by trying to get her to talk to you.” Noah got to his feet, slapping him on the back.

  There wasn’t more to be said.

  Chapter Seven

  For the next couple of months, Elsa spent her time between school, working out with Noah, and spending time with Kim. She picked out a dress for the country club prom, and she’d kept it at Kim’s place. Her mother was nagging her to still lose weight, and according to Noah, she was losing weight, and she was toning up.

  Alone.

  Staring in the full length mirror in her bedroom, Elsa turned around. She was completely naked, and she was assessing her own body. Her stomach appeared flatter, and her ass was not as saggy, which had to be a good thing. Lifting her hair up¸ she saw her back still showed more signs of her weight. Her thighs still jiggled when they walked, and a few touches of cellulite remained.

  Her body wasn’t all bad, and she was getting used to being around Noah semi-naked. She liked it when his fingers touched her. Sometimes she was sure he touched her breasts. Cupping her breasts, she looked into her eyes, and wondered what the hell was going on with her.

  Noah wasn’t her type. He was the most popular boy in school, which to her equaled, not for her.

  “Get over it, Elsa. He’s not for you. Not now, not ever.”

  The sound of the front doorbell going had her frowning. She didn’t know why it would be ringing this late at night.

  Grabbing a robe, as she didn’t have time to put on anything else, she made her way downstairs.

  Glancing through the peephole, she let out a sigh of relief. Noah was at the door, no one else. She frowned and opened the door. “What’s up?” she asked.

  “Hey. I heard you saying to Kim that you were alone tonight, and I thought I’d come and keep you company.”

  “You just happened to be in the neighborhood?”

  “I don’t live that far from you,” he said, chuckling.

  Moving out of the way, she let him past. “How did you hear I was on my own?”

  “I was passing by when you asked Kim what she was doing tonight. I figured I’d stop by to keep you company.” He held up a bottle of whiskey and some movies.

  “You’ve brought me alcohol?”

  “I’ve got us both alcohol.”

  “Are you trying to get me drunk?” She closed the door and followed him through to her kitchen. It was rather surreal to have one of the popular guys at school offering to spend time with her. She was also completely naked beneath her bathrobe, and she needed to remember that.

  “I know you’re all pure and innocent. Consider this a little walk on the wild side.” He grabbed down a glass, opened up the whiskey, and poured out some dark liquid. She watched as he took a sip before offering her some.

  She shook her head. “I’m not going to get drunk. I’ve got to go and get dressed.”

  “Why? You’re okay in your pajamas.”

  “I’m not wearing any.” She slapped her hand over her mouth. “Crap, I can’t believe I just said that to you.”

  “You’re completely naked underneath your robe?”

  “Yeah, I am.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I wasn’t exactly expecting company tonight. With Mom and Dad gone, I was just doing some, erm, some checking.”

  “Of what?”

  “Nothing.”

  “You’re confusing me.”

  “I was looking at myself in the mirror. I was hoping to see some results, and even though I see something, it’s not exactly a lot. I was hoping for something more.”

  “Elsa, you do know you don’t need to lose weight?”

  She snorted. “Yeah, right.”

  “I’m being serious. You’re fine the way you are.”

  “You don’t live with my mom.”

  “You’ve got to do what feels right to you, not to your mother.” He put the glass down and took a step toward her. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. I’m helping you because I couldn’t watch you torture yourself with running.”

  They had soon moved from the treadmills to the pool. She’d never forget how awkward she’d felt when she had to go to the main pool. He’d been in boxer briefs, and the modest one-piece costume she had didn’t hide enough for her liking. She’d spent most of the time in the pool underneath the water so no one saw her, especially Noah. His thoughts about her concerned her. No guy had ever gotten this close.

  Even Kim had noticed that she was distracted lately.

  “Why are you being so nice to me?” she asked.

  They had never been close. Sure, they had been together a lot throughout their lives. They had shared classes, teachers but never getting to know each other.

  “Why can’t I be nice to you?”

  “I don’t know. You’ve never taken the time to get to know me. We don’t know each other. Take your pick.”

  “Our lives have never connected. I get that until this moment. I’m not going to be mean to you, Elsa. In fact I’ve done nearly everything in my power to make you as comfortable as possible. I don’t know what more you want me to do.”

  Rubbing her temple, Elsa couldn’t argue with him. He was right. “You’re right, I’m sorry.”

  He walked toward her and wrapped his arms
around her, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Don’t worry about it. I’m here.”

  She held onto him, resting her head against his shoulder. His hand rubbed her back, and the other stroked over her hair. Closing her eyes, she found herself basking in his scent, and the strength of him. Noah was a large man, and he worked out a lot.

  The hug changed. It went from one of comfort to awareness, or at least to Elsa it did. Biting her lip, she chanced a look up at him, and Noah was staring down at her. The hand on her hair moved to her cheek, and he brushed his thumb across it.

  “What are you doing to me?” he asked.

  She didn’t have time to respond as he pressed her up against the fridge, sinking his fingers into her hair as he slammed his lips down on hers.

  Elsa moaned, holding onto him by wrapping her arms around his neck.

  His tongue ran across her lips, and she melted, opening her mouth to accept him. He plundered inside her, and she gasped at the contact, needing every single touch of his hands. Noah thrust his pelvis against hers, making her aware of his rock hard cock.

  While he was kissing her, ravishing her mouth in ways she’d only seen in movies, his hands slowly started to descend. She should stop him, but the truth was, she couldn’t, nor did she want to. This was going to happen. She wanted it to happen, more than she wanted anything else to.

  “Fuck, I’ve got to stop,” he said, pulling away.

  The rope she wore was partially opened. “You don’t have to stop.”

  “I’m not going to do something you don’t like.”

  “I didn’t tell you to stop.” Feeling bold, she untied her belt, and let the robe open up and fall to the floor. She stood before him naked, and even though she felt a little sick to be completely naked, it also felt right.

  Noah wasn’t repulsed by her, far from it, and being around him made her feel alive.

  “I want you, Noah.” She had been fighting her desires for a long time, and she was tired of always denying herself. “Are you with someone?”

  “No. The only person I want is you, Elsa. You’re all I can think about. All I want. I spend most of my time having to hide my dick from you.”

  She loved that. “I’m here. I’m yours. You can have me.”

  He stepped toward her again, and his hands landed on her hips. His gaze swept down her body, making her wet. “I only came to spend time with you.”