There were a few things Fat Amy noticed when she woke up one Saturday morning...
One - She had a killer hangover.
Two - Something very warm and rather heavy was laying on top of her and was nestled in her bosom.
And three - She was naked.
Forcing her eyes to peel open she chanced a glance downward and immediately snapped them shut. "Shit," she whispered. The figure began to shift and Amy held her breath.
"Mmm, morning..." he mumbled and snuggled his face more into her neck.
'What the hell?' she thought. If anything, she expected him to jump off her and run to the bathroom to throw up or scream at her. Definitely not greet her good morning and cuddle to her like she belonged in his embrace.
"Bumper," she poked him hard in the side and he squirmed, a whimper escaping his throat. "Bumper, get off me." She poked him again and this time he rolled off of her with a sigh and Amy took a large intake of much needed air. There was a long and heavy awkward silence until Amy finally decided to sit up and take the sheets with her. "Guess I'll be going."
Bumper stretched out in all his naked glory and Amy tried to pry her eyes away, but failed miserably. Bumper's personality was not at all pleasing to the eye, but for some reason his body was. He wasn't ripped like the previous men Fat Amy slept with, but he wasn't portly either. He was the perfect size for his body type with a little bit of extra muscle here and there. Amy's eyes drifted downwards.
'Whoah.'
This whole time she kept wracking her brain trying to think of why she slept with him. Even in a drunk state of mind Amy still had standards on who she went home with. But seeing Bumper's body and the smug smile on the bastard's face, Amy remembered exactly why she slept with him.
"Enjoying the show?" He quirked an eyebrow at her.
Amy shook herself and forced her eyes to look at his face rather than his crotch. She narrowed her eyes at him. "You're a cocky little shit, aren't you?"
He wigged his eyebrows and glanced down at himself and then back at her. "Well, yes. Thanks for noticing."
She rolled her eyes and started to pick up her discarded clothes off the floor when Bumper suddenly shot off the bed, smacked the collected clothes out of her hands and kissed her. For a moment she forgot who she was and who was kissing her so she kissed him back. He brought his hands to her hair and gently ran his fingers through it. She mewled quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck, opening her mouth to him as their tongues twisted together. The kiss deepened even more and Bumper moved his hands down until they reached the sheet that was the only barrier between their bodies and tugged on it. When the sheet pooled around their feet and their bodies touched, Amy quickly separated from him.
"What the hell are you doing?" She shrieked and bent down to gather her clothes again, putting them on as fast as she could without losing her balance or being pulled back into Bumper's arms.
"I'm kissing you," he said, looking at her like she was an imbecile... which was exactly how she felt.
"Well, don't," she snapped, slipping her shirt over her head.
He looked genuinely confused and a little embarrassed. "Why not?"
She zipped up her jacket and stepped into her shoes, glaring at him. "Well, for one, I'd get kicked out of the Bella's-"
"Fuck them," he cut her off and Amy suddenly had the urge to say 'aca-scuse me?!', but bit her tongue. "Don't you... like me?"
Amy bit her lip and stared at the boy in front of her. They've been dancing around each other for months now and he had finally gotten her alone and drunk. From what she could remember it was a very fun night. And judging by how sore she was neither of them passed out for hours. She knew that at some point they'd end up fucking, but she never once thought of actually liking him.
But now as she looked at him and he stared back with a softness in his eyes that she's never seen before, she felt a sudden lurch in the pit of her stomach and her heart beat just a little faster. Feeling flustered and confused she just responded with "I have to go."
As she walked out of the room she tried her hardest to not over analyze why it felt like her heart leaped into her throat when his face crumbled in disappointment.
End Chapter 1.
A/N: I have another chapter written and its super short, but I'm hoping this fic will have multiple chapters. So, please review!
