Stan picked up his cell phone and dialed Kyle's number. They have been going out as a couple for 4 months now. All of this would be fine, if it weren't for Craig. He's been in love with Stan, yet never said it until one night he got drunk and blurted out the truth about his feelings.

"Hello?" Kyle asked, picking up his cell phone.

"...Dude. You know how Craig is...like obsessed with me?" Stan replied.

"...Ugh yeah. Why the fuck can't he understand that you're mine?"

"Because he's an annoying prick. That's why." The raven-haired boy rolled his eyes. "He's supposed to be coming over in around an hour. And of course, he invited himself. What was my say in this? Nothing."

Little did Stan know that Craig was already there, outside.

Craig could hear Stan's whole side of the conversation. The window was open.

"Well, tell the bitch off. Tell him you don't want to hang out with him anymore." The Jew stated.

"I can't...as much as the jerk pisses me off, I can't knowingly do that to him. I know he loves me. A fucking lot."

"So?"

"...So. I'm a nice person. I don't want to hurt him."

Outside, Craig was sitting a few feet underneath the window Stan was by. He couldn't believe what was being said about him. He took a deep, shaky breath, and dialed Stan's number.

"Ky, hold on. He's trying to call me. Why can't he fucking leave me alone?" Stan changed the calls from Kyle to Craig. "...Hello?"

"Learn how to shut your window." Craig stated in a whisper.

"What? You're not making any sense, dude."

Craig sighed. "Just look out the window in your room by the side of your house." He fixed his hair so Stan wouldn't be able to see his now-present tears.

Stan slowly turned aroun and noticed his window was fully open. "Fuck. Craig, I'm s-"

"Don't. Fucking. Say it." Craig growled, turning away. He then hung up the phone.

"I didn't want you do hear that."

"Oh well. I did." He turned back around. "Why didn't you tell me I was annoying?"

"Because I didn't want to hurt you. I know how much you love me."

"Well, this hurt more. So thanks." He turned around then left again.

Stan sighed, switching the call back to Kyle.

"What'd he say?" Kyle asked.

Stan was still standing at the window, watching Craig trudge away. "I screwed up...Big time."