A/N: I am so excited to be writing this ... HUGE thank yous to my dear Astrid Sonja and Courtanie for being so sweet to me while I was working on this. The story is told from Clyde's POV incase I didn't make that clear, I picture them being about 18. This will be a multi-chapter deal, and no worries I should be updating fairly quickly cause I am just absorbed in this story right now :P

Anyhoo I don't own south park or the song

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I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh, god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head

Through Glass by Stone Sour

It's funny the things you remember when you're in shock. I remember the song I was listening to as I parked my '07 Honda CRF50R motocross bike in front of Craig's house. I was so wrapped up in the song too that I didn't even think about knocking or anything, I just let myself in.

You see Craig is my best friend, he has been for like ever. We tell each other everything. We even have this standing date on Saturday nites. Lame as is it sounds. Even when I was dating someone I always made time for Craig that one time a week at the very least. Which, now that I think about it, most girls I dated kinda really hated. Maybe that's why I'm single …

Anyway like I said, head phones still blasting that song deep into my brain, I let myself in. I was humming along with it too. So I couldn't hear a damn thing. Looking back on it all I should have called. We hadn't confirmed about tonight. But, I just assumed that this week was no different from any other and Craig would be expecting me. And Lord knows that if I rang the b ell and made Craig drag his lazy ass down to let me in I would earn one of his patented middle finger fuck yous.

I made way up the stairs to Craig's room where I threw open the door and immediately thereafter, my eyes were drawn to the cutesy green and white striped cotton fabric belonging to a pair of undies. A pair of undies on a tiny round ass swaying in the air.

Everything slows down at this point. My eyes followed the lines of the aforementioned ass up a bare back to sharp shoulders. A long neck holds up a head of wild blond hair with fingers buried so deep in that I could only see the knuckles, two sets of different knuckles. There were two hands buried in that shock of blond that was gently bobbing in time. One hand belonged to my best friend, the other belonged to the brunet he was making out with.

The scene as a whole was actually quite intimate. Their kissing was slow, purposeful and full of meaning. Their fingertips barely met in the mess of hair atop of the head that was nuzzled so deliciously between Craig's naked thighs. Unoccupied hands roamed slowly across bare chests and shoulders.

This is about the time that the pieces should have started falling together. This is when I should have realized what I had just walked in on. But, I had no such moment of understanding. Instead I remember the song I was listening to.

I can't tell you how long exactly I stood frozen in Craig's doorway before he took notice. But, eventually he did. Our eyes met for just the briefest moment before I panicked.

I wish I had just stayed frozen.

I wish Craig had said something.

I wish I had called first.

Hell, I wish that I just knocked on the damn door.

But, most of all I wish that I had remembered to keep my eyes open.

Because, being the dolt I am I screamed, closed my eyes and turned to run. And it doesn't take a genius to figure out what happened. I slammed face first straight into a wall, and then proceeded to tumble backwards down the stairs.

And as I lay face down at the bottom of the stairs I don't remember the blood or the pain. I remember the song I was listening to …

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A/N: OMG so what did you think?! Next Chapter should be right around the corner XD