Kyle and Stan were super best friends, but Stan has a little problem with Kyle. Ever since this little ''problem'' hit Stan, their friendship are torn into pieces.

''Ugh'' Stan whined, ''What does he want now?'' It was 4 in the morning and Kenny texted him already.

Kenny: Dude c'mon look at this

Stan: Wtf? No I bet it's your porn collection again!

Kenny: Nope. I'm serious. Kyle is acting fucking weird dude...

Stan: Hell if I care

Kenny: It's serious! Just come hereeeee

Stan: Ugh Fine…

Stan switched off his phone and wore his jacket and went to Kenny.

As he went there, Kyle and Kenny were sitting on a bench shouting at each other. Wondering what was wrong; he dashed to the bench and saw Kyle hitting Kenny numerous times.

''Dude, the fuck? Why are you hitting Kenny? What'd he do wrong?'' Stan asked in a worried tone, ''He-sh*hiccup* called me-sh gays'' Kyle said, only 'till now Stan realized that Kyle was drunk as hell.

'' Kyle! STOP! '' Stan shouted at Kyle, ''Jeezu- *hiccup* -s. Ok fine, '' Kyle stopped hitting Kenny.'' Anyways, why the fuck are you even drunk?'' Stan looked at Kyle, '' It's because of *hiccup* you'' Kyle answered, Stan heated up and opened his mouth '' W-w-what?'' ''It's *hiccup* because I love y-*hiccup*you '' Kyle wobbly embraced Stan. Stan blushed heavily he pushed Kyle back and said'' .FUCK'' He ran away, and sat on the nearest bench he could find.

He covered his face with his pale hands, he thought of what had happened earlier, did what Kyle said was true or he was so drunk he said things that wasn't supposed to be said. Dammit he sighed,

He doesn't even know what to do anymore. Bzzt! He felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He didn't feel like talking to anyone in this kind of situation but still, he answered.

Stan: Hello

? : Oh is this Stan?

Stan: Uh…yeah

?: Oh hi Stan I need to talk to you...

Stan: Oh….'Kay...But who is this?

Kenny: Can't you tell by my voice? Anyways, Kyle is sober now, he feels fucking embarrassed

Kenny hungs up. Stan puts his phone back in his pocket and went back to his home. He checked his watch and he noticed it was already very late. He kept thinking about what Kyle said and his 'problem'. He layed down on his bed and went to sleep.

The next day Stan noticed something different, Kyle wasn't talking to him AT ALL. He tried asking Kenny but he kept his mouth shut , he even asked Ike , Kyle's little brother and he also kept his mouth shut. What's happening..Stan thought. He sighed and moved on with his life until that Friday Kyle spilled the beans. Kyle was worried that Stan forgot about him, even thought it was his fault clearly, so, he told Stan to meet him at the pond.

'' So….why did you tell me to be here?'' Stan said breaking the silence, ''Um..I-I just told us to meet here because..'' he uttered, ''Because?'' ''Because….I-I'm s-sorry for saying something that ridiculous that day…'' he admitted, he blushed heavily and avoided eye contact, ''I didn't think it was ridiculous..'' Stan replied, Kyle widened his eyes and quickly looked at Stan, Kyle gathered up all his courage to confess and snapped, ''Uh S-Stan?'' ''Yeah?'' ''I-I uh…L-love..love you..'' he confessed, Stan was surprised, he didn't know Kyle also felt like that. No wonder Kyle was avoiding him. He opened his mouth to confess his feelings to Kyle ''I love you too Kyle..'' He bravely said Kyle was shocked too ''What about Wendy?'' Kyle asked ''Nah we broke up like, three days ago..She's with Token remember?'' Stan explained..

The two love birds were left cuddling on the bench near the pond, smiling and laughing together.

The

End motherfuckers

My hand hurts like hell FINISHED THOUGH HA HA