Cartman x reader- Sugar

       You are 17 years old and have been in the tiny mountain town of South Park since age 8. You mostly hung out with the girls, but you were never as girly as them. You don't know why you even hung out with them, but boys usually didn't want to hang out with girls, well...then. But, now guys are chasing skirts. Sadly, every guy that came your way was not the one you loved, so you always turned them down. None of the girls understood why, but you have feelings for Eric Cartman.

     This fatass has somehow won your heart, and you only wanted him. He is adorable in his own way. To many peoples shock, he is actually tall and as gotten a bit skinnier but, still chubby...very chubby. He is an asshole but, you loved him. The only thing is, he doesn't seem to be interested in anyone. Now you feel the need to make an effort.

      Soon you started wearing dresses (more often), heels, stocking, gloves, you did your hair, used light makeup, and started putting on sweet (like candy) perfume. Anything to get the boy. Your goal. And he did start glancing at you. You hoped it was working. Soon you became popular, and had way more boys come at you, but never Eric.

     You were walking home from school when you ran into someone, or a squishy wall. Is that a thing?  It was your fault for not paying attention but instead of hitting the ground, you found the squishy wall to be holding you. You pulled away from the wall to find out it was Eric Cartman. "You're fuckin welcome bitch." He said, but his tone was softer than usual. "Thank you." You mumbled, about to walk past him, but he put a hand on your lower back. You bushed, why is he touching you? He slowly pulled you into a kiss. Shortly you kissed back and pulled back for air. He's a good kisser. "You taste sweet." He smirked, pulling you back into another kiss.