How To Save A Life

Ch. 1 Kenny

I sat up, stretching my arms over my head and looking over at my beloved best-friend-turned-boyfriend. I smiled and brushed a few stray curls from his face.

He's so peaceful when he's asleep, I thought, placing my hand back in my lap. So unlike his usual self, that's for sure, I thought, chuckling.

I leaned down to his ear and began to whisper, "Wake up, Love time to get ready for school."

He muttered something under his breath, something about the number 20.

I chuckled, "Now, now, Love. Get up before I drag you up by your hair..."

He groaned and stretched his arms over his head, sitting up slowly.

"Kenny, my ass hurts"

"Well, there's a shocker," I said sarcastically, making him pout in that adorable way of his. "Now get up, time to get ready."

He sighed and stood from his bed, going to his closet to get his clothes for the day. He chose a plain black, form-fitting, long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of denim jeans- a pair I knew hugged him in ALL the right places.

"Are you teasing me, Kyle?" I ask after he gets dressed and is bending over to grab his shoes, his pants falling just below where they were meant to be and showing his ass. He yelped as I slapped said body part, then glared daggers at me.

"You had it out there, Love," I said, smiling in mock innocence.

He rolled his eyes, continuing to put his new Converse on his feet.

After we both were finished dressing we headed downstairs for breakfast. Mrs. Broflovski was just putting our plates on the table.

"Good mornin', boys!" She said happily as we sat next to each other. "How're you two this mornin'?"

"Morning, Mom," Said Kyle, smiling at his mother. "Doin' fine."

"I'm doin' fine, Mrs. Broff. How are you?" I asked, ever polite to My Love's mother.

She smiled in response, beginning to eat her breakfast and we both started in ours.

~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~FLASHBACK~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~

I woke up at about four in the morning, looking around the unknown bedroom I had slept in.

What did I do last night? Rather, WHO did I do last night? I don't remember anything, I thought,rubbing the sleep from my eyes and running a hand through my unruly bed-head.

I must've been drunk or something, I thought, feeling a headache coming on.

I looked at the lump in the twin bed beside me, wondering who it was that had picked me up while I was drunk. I saw red, curly hair, but that was it. I didn't know at the time that Kyle always pulled his covers over his head like that.

I stood up and left the bedroom without even noticing the money on the bedside table.

(A/N: sorry for the shortness, but I haven't finished the other part, which will be in Kyle's POV. I'll post it soon, IF I get at least one review.{BTW, Kyle's POV is LEMON FLAVORED, if ya get what I'm saying~ OwO})