I don't want anyone else, but you

Kyle P.O.V

I smiled as Eric walked away; satisfied that he got my message. I was ready to talk to him alone. This was going to be the first time talking to him alone since summer camp 3 years ago.

Flashback

"Kyle I'm so glad were friends now,"

"Yeah Cartman me too,"

"Hey Kyle, can you keep a secret?"

"Sure, what is it Cartman?"

"My names Eric,"

"Okay Eric what is it"

"Well I…I…I…I think I love you"

"Wow really,"

"Yeah,"

"I love you too Eric."

"Awesome, but let's keep it a secret, we might get made fun off."

"You're right let's keep it a secret"

After all this time I'm finally going to be able to remind Eric that I love him back. This was going to be special. The only other person that knows about that night other than Eric and I is Stan. He was outside overhearing. He was okay with it and promised he wouldn't tell anyone.

Then stupid Craig started a rumor stating the Eric was gay.

(I bet Eric thinks Clyde started that rumor. God I hate Clyde.)

Okay he was, but you know how rumors are. He only wanted to cover up himself, because when Eric and I walked into the bathroom to find that in one of the stalls were Tweek and Craig, Craig totally freaked. Let's just say they were sharing an intimate moment. Afraid that we would tell the 'Eric Cartman is gay' rumor was unleashed.

After that Eric didn't trust anyone, not even me. We stopped talking, the only exception was a casual 'Hey' shared in the hallways. That only happened when barely anyone was there to witness it. Since that rumor was spread he tried desperately to get a girlfriend. Even though he was good looking, girls were afraid they'd get made fun off because, you know, it's highschool I mean come on.

The first half of the day passed quickly and when the lunch bell rang I ran to his destination. It took five minutes for Eric to arrive. He looked nervous and depressed. This is how he looked regularly nowadays.

"Hi Eric, how are you?' I asked eagerly.

"Okay what do you want Kyle." He defiantly didn't want to be here, alone with me, he was looking around every five seconds to see if anyone followed him.

"Why don't we hang out anymore, I mean didn't we become good friends." I wanted an answer, and I wanted it now.

"Kyle, there are certain things that are difficult to explain, and this is one of them, please leave me alone." It started to look like he was crying.

"Fine, but I want you to walk away here knowing that I still haven't changed my mind since that night," I sighed back, hoping he would remember.

"Kyle, I don't take back what I said either, it's just that this isn't the best time to re-open that box." He shrugged and started to walk away.

"Then, when is the right time," I yelled toward him.

"Kyle, you know the answer to that one," He started off again.

"How about this weekend, is that a good time?" I asked, but he just kept walking away.

"But Eric…"

I don't want anyone else but…you

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