Love Has No Title
Ch. 1 Failed Confessions
Craig was never one for romance. He would never buy any one roses, they could buy themselves a bouquet. He would never buy chocolates or balloons or even attempt to celebrate an anniversary. For these reasons, Craig usually ended up single. He didn't care. The girls didn't know that if he really loved them he'd do what he did best, sing. Every lyric that glided from his heavenly lips was meant for his love. Craig would sing his best if he had that special someone to sing to in his audience.
And that was what he was doing on a seemingly simple Friday night. After weeks of building up his courage, Craig invited his newly found love to watch him play. Tweek, the spaztic blonde that captured his heart, was out in the crowd. He was twitching and being thrashed around, but Craig thought he looked perfect. He looked perfect anywhere. Craig hadn't even hinted to the coffee addict that he cred for him yet. He hated to admit it, but he was scared. But at least he had enough bravado to sing to Tweek with his band "The Deathly Hats'. Now all he had to do was let the song say every word he felt for him.
I want to know your plans
And how involved in them I am
When I go to sleep for good
Will I be forgiven
You're what keeps me believing'
The world's not gone dead
Strengthen my bones
Put the words in my head
When they pour onto paper, they're all for you
'Cuz that's what you do
Craig opened his eyes from singing and scanned the crowd. From corner to corner of the building, people were dancing and chatting, but there was no head of stick-uppy blonde hair out there. The raven openly sighed into the microphone. Clyde, the faithful guitarist for the band, raised his eyebrows at him.
"Craig, man, you ok? We still have another set to go. Hey!" Craig just shook his head and jumped down from the stage. Clyde jumped down after him, breaking into a jog to catch up.
"What the hell man? You always stay for at least half of the second set. Stop storming off like a diva!' Clyde grabbed the black-haired singer's arm, causing him to stop in front of the open exit. Outside they could see Tweek talking to a tall and handsome man. They both seemed to be speaking rather animatedly and the taller of them kept grabbing for Tweek's hand. After a few seconds of watching the mystery mn twitching and randomly swearing, Craig came to a realization.
"Oh my God. It's Thomas."
A/N: Hey everyone! I've always considered writing for this site, but never had the right opportunity or inspiration. Now I'm here writing for my current obsession, South Park. This is of course, my first fic, so think of this chapter like a pilot for a TV show. It's definitely not the best episode, but it shows the potential for an interesting future. I hope you readers get that kind of vibe from this beginning. This fic will also have established couples: Style, Bunny. I'm very open to criticism, I'm young and need to improve my writing. So please, help me improve, but try to be nice about it if you can. :) Lulu
Oh right! I forgot my disclaimers…can't forget those~ Song: I Want to Know Your Plans, Artist: Say Anything. Characters belong to Matt Stone and Trey Parker. Their personalities in this fic…mostly belong to me. Thanks for reading!