Love Drunk

Prologue: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Third Person.

A raven haired boy by the name of Stan Marsh walks down the college hallway, a battered suitcase following him, to his new room, he doesn't know who he's sharing with but he hopes it's not a clean freak. The seventeen year old looks at the door number on his piece of paper 24B. 'Where the fuck is that?' He thinks to himself as he passes 29A. A twitchy blond who he's never seen before walks past him and nearly shits himself when Stan taps him on the shoulder.

"GAH!!" The blond exclaims out of pure shock.

"Excuse me? Do you know where 24B is?" Stan asked quietly. The blond gives a sharp nod and pulls his murky green top down.

"Turn left at the next junction." The blond replies before walking off. Stan goes to say "thank you" only to find that the blond has disappeared, shrugging he continues towards the room that he now had directions too.

Meanwhile inside the room 24B, a red-haired Jewish boy by the name of Kyle Broflovski is sat on one of the desk chairs. He also doesn't know who he's sharing with but he does know that their late. The seventeen year old spins around on the chair trying to amuse himself. His fit-to-burst suitcase sits in the corner of the room waiting to be unpacked and Kyle swears if his room mate doesn't turn up soon he'll just unpack his stuff. He plays with his glasses for a bit folding the green and orange striped frames open and closed until her hears a key fumble in the lock.

"It's open!" Kyle shouts, a strong New Jersey accent making it's self heard in his voice. He watches as the door handle turns and a raven haired boy appears in the doorway. The boy walks casually in and shuts the door behind him as Kyle puts his glasses back on. The newcomer is slightly taller and more muscular then Kyle but seemed shyer then Kyle was.

"Stan Marsh." The other boy said calmly and offered his hand out for Kyle making his suitcase fall over. "I knew you was going to do that!" Stan screamed at his suitcase before he kicked it. Kyle let out a small laugh, he always thought he was the only one that shouted at suitcases.

"Kyle Broflovski." Kyle replied shaking Stan's hand politely.

"What's that Russian?" Stan asked, giving his suitcase another kick and watching it quite happily slide over and hit one of the beds. "Stay there you fucker!" He shouted at it before turning back to Kyle.

"I'm Jewish. Not Russian." Kyle answered, happy that for a change he'd didn't get asked if he was German. Stan nodded and walked over to his suitcase and threw it onto a bed. "Do you want that bed?" Kyle asked quietly.

"If you don't mind then yeah."

"M'kay." Kyle said and grabbing his suitcase threw it onto his bed. He heard a clunk as it landed and facepalmed. Unzipping his suitcase fast, he peered in and seeing that his I-pod and phone were unharmed he gave silent 'yes!!!'. Stan looked over as Kyle pulled out his I-pod and phone then proceeded to pull out the exact same one,

"BINGO!" Stan shouted making Kyle jump.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Kyle shouted back as he turned to face Stan. Seeing the exact duplicate of his own I-pod and phone he smiled. "Oh bingo." The Jersey accent was back again and Stan raised an eyebrow.

"Your from Jersey?" Stan asked curiously as he threw more things on his bed.

"Yep. Your from?"

"South Park. Just about two hours away from Denver. I'm still in the state of Colorado though." Stan said, he sounded quite down about it.

"Don't you like it?" Stan shook his head, South Park had been a bit boring lately, what with Cartman being on holiday and Kenny spending all his time trying to stop himself from dying. He'd even go as far as to say he missed the Fat-Ass but he wouldn't say it. "Okay. What do you do for fun?" Kyle asked, sitting on his bed. He knew he should be unpacking but Stan intrigued him.

"I play sports, listen to music and watch T.V. You?"

"Read, listen to music and write." Kyle smiled as he realised there was something else they have in common. "What's your favourite band?" By now Stan had given up on unpacking, and had sat on his bed, he thought for about half a second before nodding to himself.

"Kids In Glass Houses." Stan replied a big grin on his face. Kyle returned the smile before walking over to the CD player in the middle of the two desks in the room. He hit play and smiled to himself as Matters At All blared from the speakers. "NO WAY! You have Dirt?"

"Seems like it doesn't it?" Kyle joked as he watched Stan sing along to the song. Stan stopped singing eventually near the bridge of the song and looked back towards Kyle. Kyle hit the standby button on the CD player.

"You do know that CD probably won't leave that stereo?" Kyle just nodded he gathered that Stan was a big Kids In Glass Houses fan by his reaction to Matters At All. "Anyway what's your favourite band?"

"It's a three-way tie between Madina Lake, Kids In Glass Houses and The Blackout."

"The Blackout?" Kyle shook his head and pulled a lead out of his pocket and plugged it in the stereo then went to go get his I-pod. Plugging his I-pod into the lead, he sat on the desk chair to scroll through his songs. He went past PANIC! At The Disco, Paramore, Sing It Loud before coming to The Blackout. He put I Don't Care (This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things) on and watched as Stan swayed to the music.

I don't care what your thinking! I don't care what your saying! When everything is gone, we'll still be begging for more! She looks at him, her heartbeat starts to melt.

"That's The Blackout Stan." Kyle said when it was playing.

"I've heard this before." Stan said to himself before turning his attention back to Kyle. "Your favourite song?"

"Probably Lost In Stereo by All Time Low or Don't Stop Believing. You?"

"I'm Not Okay I Promise by MCR or Don't Stop Believing. Although I think everyone likes Don't Stop Believing."

"Yeah, I think they do." Kyle replied, unplugging his I-pod and throwing it onto his bed. He took a quick glance at his watch to find out why he felt so hungry and found out the reason why. It was 5pm the time he usually had tea. "You wanna go get some food Stan? We can unpack later."

"Sure." Stan had actually been feeling pretty hungry but hadn't said anything since Kyle looked like one of them people who didn't eat much. Both of them grabbed the keys to their room and walked out with Kyle locking the door behind them.

Stan and Kyle had walked in silence towards the Student Canteen of their college, neither of them knew what to say to each other. Stan didn't really want to talk about classes and Kyle didn't really want to talk about sport.

"You know," Kyle started, breaking the silence that they'd both had a part in making "we've told each other our names, our favourite bands and song but we haven't said stuff like what's our birthday, our age and stuff like that." Stan nodded he'd made a reasonable point.

"I'll start then." Stan said and looked at the ceiling. "I'm seventeen and my birthdays October 19th."

"Okay. I'm seventeen and my birthdays May 26th ." Kyle replied and opened the door that they'd reached. The Canteen wasn't that packed, Kyle didn't recognize anyone whereas Stan did. Most of the kids were from South Park except the twitchy blond that he'd asked for directions.

"YO! STAN!!" Both Stan and Kyle turned to see where the voice had come from. Stan gave a slight smile when he saw his orange hoodie wearing blond friend sat at a table. "GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!!" Kyle looked at Stan confused, but followed him as he walked over to the boy who'd shouted. A black haired girl looked up as the boy shouted and the frizzy blond haired girl next to her shook her head.

"KENNY! SOME OF US ACTUALLY HAVE EARDRUMS LEFT!!" The black haired girl shouted back.

"SHUT UP TESTABURGER!!!!" The boy by the name of Kenny shouted back just as Stan and Kyle approached the table. Kenny high-fived Stan and looked towards Kyle sceptically.

"Kenny this is Kyle Broflovski, my room mate. Kyle this is Kenny McCormick, one of my friends from South Park." Stan introduced his two friends and looked towards Kenny with eyebrows raised in a way that screamed 'be nice.'Kenny nodded and held his hand up for a high-five, Kyle obliged and high-fived back before sitting down at the table. "So Ken who you sharing with?"

"Craig." That simple word made both Stan laugh and Kenny smile.

"Your going to try and rape him aren't you?"

"Nope, I'm going to rape Kyle. Of course I'm going to rape Craig!" Kenny exclaimed. A black-haired boy looked up as Kenny exclaimed Craig and shook his head. The brown haired boy next to him mouthed the word rape and smiled when the black haired boy nodded. Kyle looked towards the two, confused by the whole conversation.

"Craig is Kenny's boyfriend." Stan explained when he realised Kyle wasn't following the conversation.

"Oh that makes sense." Kyle said before tuning out of the conversation like he usually did. He didn't want them to ask whether he was a homophobe or gay, it would be too embarrassing.

"So Kyle? What do you want to major in?" Kenny's voice broke through to Kyle and the red head jumped.

"English. You?" Kyle replied quickly without a moments thought.

"Media. And I know Stan wants to major in sport so I'm not going to ask him."

"I heard my name! What?!" Stan exclaimed, nearly jumping ten feet out of his chair. Kyle and Kenny started to laugh at his reaction. Kyle dug his hands into his hoodie pocket and wrapped his hands around the camera inside. He'd promised his mum he'd get pictures and this seemed like the ideal opportunity.

"You two mind if I get a picture?" Kyle asked quietly, producing his camera as he talked. Kenny and Stan shook their heads and smiled at Kyle. Kyle messed with the camera quickly before taking the picture. Kenny pulled the camera gently out of Kyle's hands and stood up before pushing Kyle towards Stan. He snapped a photo quickly and passed it back to Kyle.

"There you go." Kenny said expertly and sat opposite his two friends.

"Thanks Kenny." Kyle muttered as he nibbled on his fingernails.