"Would you leave me if I got fat?" You asked. You and Dallas were on the hood of his truck, looking up at the stars. Dallas tightened his grip on you hand just a little, but not too much. He didn't want to hurt you. "I'd get fat with you." He said. You looked from the sky to him. He was already looking at you. "What if I was huge? Like an elephant... Or a whale?" You asked. Dallas chuckled. "I'd be twice the size and I'd make sure you felt beautiful no matter what." He said. You scooted even closer to him-if that was even possible. He wrapped his arm around you and kissed your forehead. "I'll...
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