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There were always going to be those who used the word ‘fat’ as an insult, but to Ollie, being fat wasn’t a bad thing.
Jackson was never going to apologize for liking pop culture and being a nerd—these were the things that made his life bearable.
“Defense against my attractiveness?”
In a time when Lizzo was alive, how was the world still behaving like that?
Ollie had made enough bad relationship choices to know she deserved better than the people she picked.
“Give me advice, you nincompoop.” Frankie grinned. “We’re name calling now, I like where this is going.”
“The font is great. I appreciate a good font.” “Is that what the kids call it these days?”
you again,” Jackson told her. “Waiting a few more hours didn’t seem like such an ordeal.”
“I have met awkward and frustrating penises too, yes.”
“You’re named after a poisonous shrub?” “I’m beautiful and deadly and you won’t know it until you touch me.”
Unknown Please let this be you. Thank you for giving me a chance, I’ll make it worth it.
“You could have said no.” “And miss out on a kiss like that?”
“You said you like the way I look at you. How do I look at you?” “Like you’ve seen a rainbow after days of darkness.”
She might have worn a beautiful dress, but she paired it with sneakers, because she was ready to spend time on her feet.
“I think the unicorn is pretty symbolic of who you are too.” “Damn straight it is. I’m fucking magical.”
How did this man go from shy and awkward to a sexy stud teasing and tasting her?
“We’re at the baby stage of the relationship, huh?” “We won’t be if you keep staring instead of putting your dick inside me,” Ollie said, fighting back a smile.
“Jackson is, in short, a good person. He’s kind, generous, honest, charming, but also incredibly awkward and shy. He’s careful and open, he’s understanding and patient. He’s also absolutely dreamy.”
“Jackson doesn’t know it, but he’s the kind of person everyone wishes they had in their lives. As a friend, as a lover, as everything. I hope these help you create something magical, Niles, because I’m not always good with words, but maybe you can help me make him feel how being with him makes me feel.”
“You,” he whispered, moving closer on the bench, “are everything I never thought I could have. You know that movie, where they create their perfect woman on a computer and she comes to life? You’re the kind of woman I’ve created in my head for years and being with you made me realize it.”
This was love.
“I don’t think I could ever go back to life before you. I’d fight like hell to keep you in my life, because this feels good. I like who I am with you and I don’t want to lose that.”
“I’ve got you, Oleander, let go.”
“But when others call me out on all these things to use them as insults, slurs and a way to break me down, it hurts. Because to me, being brown, bisexual and fat is not a bad thing. I love who I am, but I don’t like how other people make me feel.”
“You’re not listening to me. Instead, you’re defending your sister, who is a horrible person, by the way. I know you love her, but Jackson, there is literally nothing nice about her and you know it.”
It didn’t matter if the person was white, Brown or Black—you showed them respect, you understood where they were coming from and you did not belittle their situation.
It was not charming at all. She probably gave Pennywise a run for his money. “Can we implement a new rule?” “You think that smile is attractive, but it’s actually quite unsettling.” “I know.” Ollie smiled wider, tilting her head to the side.
Because when we’re together, everything else fades away.” “And we come into focus.”
“Will you let me love you for the rest of your life?” Jackson frowned. “No.” “Why not?” “This is my declaration. You can’t hijack it.” Ollie rolled her eyes. “It’s not an official proposal.” “Then what was that?” “A promise?” “Are you not sure what that was supposed to be?” “It was a reflex. I didn’t want to feel like I didn’t bring anything to this…declaration.” “It’s not a potluck.” “So…” Jackson made a face. “Ugh.”
