I guess this is another "Boredom-On-A-Sunday" things, seeing as I'm bored and it's Sunday. This was just an idea I got in my head, and they tend to drive me nuts if I don't write them, so I did. I hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer: South park belongs to Matt Stone and Trey Parker. So yeah.
"What would you do if I were to leave tomorow?"
His eyes clung to mine, unmoving, piercing right through me, seemingly reading me. His expression was that of amusement; he was trying to figure out the answer before I'd even said it.
"Why?" I asked, sceptical. I knew he was weird, but this was somewhat different to his other questions. Suddenly his face turned serious.
"Just answer me."
I'm not the smartest person in the world, but I am considered to be quite smart, as far as being a fifteen year-old kid goes, but I had to think about this for a minute. I half knew what I would do, but I was battling in my head whether I should be truthful or not.
"Be truthful. I'll know if you're lying." Damn, he got me. He;s not clever on the outside but he probably knows a hell of a lot more than me, really, he just doesn't like to show it.
"O- okay." I stammered. C'mon, poker face! I stepped forward and gazed into his eyes, now trying to read him. He's always been better than me at it, and I hate him for it. Suddenly, before he can expect it, I press my lips to his and ball up my fists. Ha, bet he wasn't expecting that one.
But then I almost choked. Much to my surprise (although I'm not one to complain), he wrapped his arms around my neck and slid his tongue into my mouth when I wasn't expecting it. My mind screamed at me to pull away, to be disgusted, but I just melted. After about half a minute he pulled away, looking rather smug before entwining his fingers into mine.
"I was just wondering..."