Ok, so all the Style fanfics I keep reading suck complete ass so… I decided to *dun dun dun* write my own. Like I can do it any better, but at least I can try.
His ginger hair flowed in the wind as he stuck his head out the window and yelled a few loud "WOOO HOOO!"s. I smiled as Kyle sat back in the car and grinned hugely at me. It was the summer before college and Kyle, Kenny, Craig, and I were going on a road trip beforehand. As we left South Park Craig stuck his hand out the window and flipped the small mountain town off as we sped away from it, heading towards sunny California. I laughed throatily and kept my eyes on the road.
Once we quit jamming to the radio and settled down a bit Craig and Kenny started passing notes to each other that were sure to be inappropriate because they kept stifling laughs. I looked over beside me and Kyle was sleeping peacefully, his eyelids fluttering as he dreamed. God, I wish I didn't like him. For God's sake, I was the foot ball star and Kyle was Kyle. He was a bit nerdy but overall, totally not gay. I didn't really classify as gay either but still. I was clearly bi and if Kyle wanted me he had plenty of opportunities.
"Fuck Kyle, just tell him you like him." I heard Kenny grumble from the back seat. I told Kenny a couple months ago that I had feelings for Kyle and he confessed that he and Craig had been seeing each other for quite some time. Kyle wasn't completely oblivious to this but he still just thought Craig and Kenny were just "experimenting".
"It's not that simple Kenny. God, you know that."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Kenny said sarcastically with a grin on his face.
I rolled my eyes, "You know what that means jackass."
"C'mon Stan, just be a man and tell him that you want to fuck his asshole." At this Craig guffawed and Kenny tried to stifle it with his hand so that Kyle wouldn't wake up while we were talking about him. "Stop it Craig, we don't wanna wake up Princess Ginger." Kenny then leaned over and gave Craig a peck on the nose which made the usually stoic Craig blush.
"Ugh, stop being in love for a minute, won't you?" I flashed a smile at them though so that they knew I approved. Craig and Kenny was a nice match. When they saw each other their eyes just lit up.
Kenny stuck out his tongue, "You're just jealous." I frowned a little because I knew that was true.
Craig sighed, "Don't worry Stan. I'm sure you'll find a way to tell him. He'll be your friend no matter what."
Kenny smiled widely, "Aw Craig, you're coming out of your "I hate everyone" shell!"
Craig rolled his eyes, "I still hate everyone."
I looked over at the still sleeping Kyle and frowned a little at the thought of getting rejected. We've been so close for so long that I know that Kyle would politely reject me and then go on as if it never happened. We were going to Colorado State together anyways so he had to. I'm sure I'll tell him sometime before we get to California. Or maybe I should just wait until then. Or never ever bring it up. God, I can be such a pussy sometimes.
Kyle woke up a few hours later but my eyes were starting to get kind of droopy. "Dude, you want me to take the wheel?" Kyle offered.
"Yeah, I guess." I yawned. It was only about three in the afternoon but I had been driving since eight this morning. I pulled over and Kyle got behind the wheel. When Kyle was driving he always had this super concentrated look on his face like he feared if he didn't stare down the road he would crash. He was so good at everything else that it was kind of funny that he was only an okay driver.
I smiled as his tongue stuck out a little and he sighed a little. I realized I was staring and looked away. I felt my eyes flutter as I was dragged down into a heavy sleep.
"Stan! Stan! STAN!" I jolted awake as three voices were yelling my name. I groggily looked at my surroundings and realized we were stopped at a small campsite. Craig and Kenny were already unloading our stuff while Kyle was looking at me with his intense green eyes. He laughed at my expression and said, "Good morning sleepy head." I grinned and let out a huge yawn.
"What time is it?" I asked wearily.
"It's about 9 o'clock. We were gonna drive longer but we just wanted to stay safe and quit now." Kyle said with a quirk of his mouth.
"Damn it, that means I'm getting absolutely no sleep tonight." I grinned, like I get sleep anyways. I've been a night owl for about as long as I could remember. Kyle on the other hand could sleep through about anything.
"It's okay; I'll stay up with you. I'm not even remotely tired." Kyle grinned then took got out of the car. I pushed myself up, rubbed my eyes and hopped out of the car as well. Kenny and Craig already had their tent set up while they left Kyle and mine's in a mess on the ground.
"Very nice of you to help with our tent." I shouted towards them. Craig's hand came out with his middle finger straight in the air and I laughed.
"Build your own tent ass wipes!" Kenny yells from the inside of his tent. Kyle and I shrug and start on the tent together. After we're all settled we build a fire and roast hotdogs and marshmallows. We talk about stupid things and Craig and Kenny smoke cigarettes and pull out some beer. Around eleven Kenny gives Craig a look and they both go to their tent.
I laugh and look at Kyle, "Guess we should wear our ear plugs tonight."
"God, are they still doing that?" Kyle asked.
I looked at him confused and asked him what he meant. "Well, I thought they were experimenting but damn, how long are they going to go through with this." Kyle pondered.
"Well… Umm… I'm pretty sure they're going out now. Like, they're together." I say awkwardly.
"Oh… Well… Good for them. I always thought that Kenny was kinda gay." Kyle said thoughtfully. "What are you?" Kyle asked me unexpectedly.
I gaped stupidly and stuttered, "W-well I guess I'm kinda bi." I was a little embarrassed because Kyle and I usually avoided these kind of subjects even though we usually told each other everything else.
"Huh, really? I never would've guessed. I thought you were the perfect high school football player and y'know, straight." Kyle looked through his eyelashes at me and I shook my head.
"Nope, I guess I swing for both teams. It's all Kenny's fault for taking me to all of his stupid ragers where just about everyone's bi. I guess all the gay rubbed off on me." I chuckled nervously. Kyle had gone to some of these parties too and knew what I was talking about. "What are you exactly Kyle?"
"Well," he scratched his curly hair a little nervously, "I guess I'm bi too. I don't really think about it a lot. I just like who I like y'know? If I like a girl I like a girl, if I like a boy I like a boy. It's as simple as that."
I looked up and realized that our noses we're almost touching. "Hey Kyle?" I asked not moving so as to dare him not to move either.
"Yes Stan?" And then I kissed him with all the pent up emotions I had kept up over the years hoping that I wasn't making a huge mistake. I bit his lip and asked for entrance and he surprisingly let me in. Kyle started kissing back with about as much tension as me and his hand grabbed fistfuls of my hair while my hands groped and explored his back. The hard on that was starting to develop in my pants was matched when I grinded on Kyle just to find that his jeans were tight too.
Well if Kyle didn't like me, at least I made him horny too.