A/N: I've changed the rating of this story to M. You'll see why in later chapters. Thanks for the follow/favourites and sinfulchoices for the review. :)
I awoke to a shining bright light glowing into my eyes. Moaning in annoyance, I grabbed the pillow below me and pushed it against my face to block out the light but now I was uncomfortable and irritated. Who turns on the lights while I'm sleeping?
"Turn it off." I said gruellingly, rubbing my eyes as I sat up on the bed. Standing there in a judging sort of way was Kyle who was fully dressed with his hands on his hips.
"It's eleven. You've been asleep for ages. I've let you sleep this long but my parents will be home any minute. Get up."
"Fine... Turn around and let me get changed." I said and Kyle turned obediently, facing towards the door. I lazily got out of bed and grabbed my clothes lying on the floor. Not taking the time to carefully put them on, I glanced at Kyle who seemed to be trying awkwardly to not look behind him. I shoved on all of my clothes and checked my phone which was lying on the bedside table. There were a few messages but I wasn't bothered on checking them just yet. I'll probably read through them when I get home.
"There. I'm done. You can look now." Kyle turned back around and he looked slightly disappointed. By what I have no idea but he gave the impression that he was expecting something. Yawning noisily, I noticed he wasn't wearing his iconic green hat which weirded me out way more than it should have. It's disappearance led to the reveal of his red jew fro, messy and not neat in the slightest. His hair stood high however and he appeared taller than me with it.
"I'm having a shower. I don't know if you want to use it but I spend a lot of time in there. You know... The hair needs a lot of attention to make it look good. Combing takes like five minutes. Then there's the gel and even more steps. It's really inconvenient." Kyle explained, catching onto the fact that I had spent some time staring blankly at his hair. Coming back to my senses, the distraction of his hair faded and I shook my head.
"Well then I should go first then." Kyle gave a condescending smirk at my request.
"I'm going first. Sorry. But if you wan't to keep yourself occupied while you're waiting, you can use my computer. I think it's updating some stuff so it might be sort of slow." he told me mockingly.
"Sure. I'll make sure to be incognito before I do the deed." I said sarcastically, resulting in a cute smile from the red-haired boy and he left the room. I was still in recovery of learning that Kyle was actually gay and that freaky dream I had. I wonder if Stan knows about Kyle's little crush on him? Since I was going to be waiting for a supposedly long time, I decided to just check my phone and get it over with now. I pretty much have the whole school on my contacts so I braced myself for the worst. Pressing the home button pretty much exploded my phone in countless texts. I didn't even recognise some of the names at all. Like who the hell is Nelly? The texts caused quite a bit of lag so it took me a long time just to type in my password and get in. The first few messages were from some girls asking about why the break up happened. Can't they just ask their queen Bebe if they really wanted to know? Bet she would tell them all the details before she told me anything about it. She didn't even give a fucking reason. Bothering me is just something the girls at my school like to do and usually I love the attention but now it was unwanted. There was one from Cartman (he is only on my contacts so he would stop bothering me about adding him by the way) which said exactly what you would expect him to say:
omg Bebe dumped you lol wow ur such a pussy clyde did you cry like a girl? tell me what happened!#
I didn't text back. The others were from more girls and some of my friends. Wendy's text stood out to me as it was sympathetic and not bitchy like I'd expected it to be:
Bebe dumped you? Really? I'm so sorry Clyde. :( I talked to her earlier and she still loves you. Well she didn't say it directly but the way she talked about you made me sure of it. I'm not sure what's going on with her but please try to talk to her on Monday in school. See you then.
She still loved me? God I hope she still did. To forget the times we had together would be unforgivable. I just don't understand why she got rid of me like that. For what purpose? The way she smiled when I was around her. I made her happy when no one else could. I comforted her when she cried. It must have meant something to her. Or else she wouldn't still be in love with me. Just thinking about her brings back sadness. I want to cry again. Cry to Kyle. He understands what its like to be sad. My life was terrible before Bebe. Failing grades was the norm back then and even with my popularity with my peers, I didn't feel like I mattered. The smile I plastered onto my goofy face wasn't real. Craig knew I was fake. He told me so. He has a knack for noticing when people are lying to others as well as themselves. Bebe changed me though. I felt as if live was worth living. That I could spend the rest of my life with her. She complimented me on the most minor of things but that didn't changed how much it affected me positively. Maybe I just need someone there by my side. Someone to hold me up and make me stand on my own two feet. The feeling of nothing returned to me last night when she dumped me but strangely it all went away when I was talking to Kyle. The way he fears being outed or the way he confided in me. He chose me. Not Kenny or Token or even his own best friend. Me. I felt like he needed me and that made me so much happier. But I'm not into guys. I know I'm not. I never was before. Ideas swimming in my head, I deleted the rest of the texts as they all were asking the same thing. As I went through a pattern of opening and deleting, I saw a irregular message. From Kenny. It was noticeable because the way he typed was special to say the least.
Why Were You At Kyle's House Yesterday? Are You Still There?
I despise it when people type that and Kenny knows it. He did it deliberately. I wasn't really focused on that however because I was more concerned with how he knew I was even at Kyle's house last night. I guess Butters snitched or whatever since he lives pretty close to Kyle. Sighing, I unlocked my phone to respond:
Why do you care?
Kenny immediately responded.
I Don't Like Texting. Let's Meet Up. I Know You Aren't Doing Anything Today. :)
To be fair he was telling the truth as now without Bebe I don't have anything to do. Not like I didn't have anything in mind for today however since my computer has some satisfying websites to keep me occupied. Honestly I'd rather just spend my day watching porn than go talk to Kenny about arbitrary things but I was never one for rudeness. After I had made up my mind, I texted back.
Fine. Let's go to Tweek's coffee shop.
But There's No Privacy There. ;(
I chuckled slightly at that one. I wonder what game Kenny's trying to play...
My house then. At 12.
That's Like Three Hours Away :(
I know. I need to get changed and stuff. See you then.
Bye Clyde! xD :) :D
He's so annoying when he wants to be. Yet sometimes he's serious. I can't figure him out. I'm not sure what Kyle's planning today but hopefully it has nothing to do with me. I wouldn't see why it would though. We haven't really hung out alone us two. Well not until now that is. I hope he doesn't get upset or something that I'm going to talk to Kenny after everything Kyle confided to me. Actually it kinda makes me look really suspicious in retrospect. I'll just pretend I'm going to Token's house or something. That's believable. Noticing that I was growing bored by the waiting, I jumped onto the comfy spinning chair and grabbed hold off the mouse. The computer might keep me busy for a moment. Resting my chin on my palm, I scrolled through Kyle's internet history. Curiosity got the best of me. I was eager to find something dirty on there but it was kinda tame. I guess he uses incognito or something. How sneaky. I'd bet a lot that his parents check his internet history. I could see his mom doing that. She's such a bitch! Temptations attempted consuming me to search up some x-rated stuff but it just seemed wrong to search that stuff in a friend's house and I don't want Kyle watching me jacking off to some girls getting fucked by a man in a panda costume. Hmm. Does he watch gay porn? He seems too innocent to watch that sort of stuff but I don't know Kyle that well to judge him like that. I turned off the computer and sat on the bed, mostly wasting time by playing random IPhone games that I spend way too much on. Kyle eventually finished in what seemed like hours and when he walked in, he eyed me in curiosity.
"What did you do?"
"Nothing. Honest."
Despite me being truthful, Kyle didn't seem to believe me and jumped onto the computer in order to check it.
"You can have your shower now by the way. I guess you know how to use it."
After my shower, which made me feel so much better, I checked the time and it was eleven so I still had an hour to go. I don't think Kenny knows I'n not actually at my house and he has a tendency of being places way too early. I walked up to Kyle who was smiling in enjoyment.
"My farm just got three more pokes! That means I can get two more pigs!" he said excitedly, mashing all sorts of commands on the keyboard. I can't believe he still plays that dumb Facebook game. He has all the latest gaming consoles yet he wants to play farmer. Nice.
"Oh um I have to go now." I said stiffly. Kyle seemed to tense up slightly with his smile being replaced by a frown of dis contempt. The emptiness in his eyes started to show again.
"You do?"
"Yeah sorry. This was great though. We could do this again. I promise not to tell anyone about... you know." I said to him kindly. Kyle nodded sadly.
"Thanks and yeah I'd love to do this again. I guess I'll see you at school on Monday." he told me meekly.
"Yep. See you then. Lose the hat by the way. You look great without it." and with a polite wave, I left his room, leaving a blushing Kyle stroking his hair slowly, and began to travel to my house. Seeing Kyle turn from joy to darkness so quickly hurt me. I never knew how bad it was for him but I can see that he hates being alone in that house. Like he was scared that no one was around to protect him or reassure him. I'm thinking too much into this and I know it but I want to go back in there. I don't know whats going on with me lately but after last night I feel different. I'm not myself that's for sure. Hanging around Kyle is already strange enough and Stan's sure to question me about it when Kenny or whoever inevitable informs him that I was around his house. Exceptionally defensive, Stan will probably think I was trying to steal the 'best friends forever' title or something. Naturally I love pissing off Stan so you can bet I'll say anything to make him red with anger. It's funny. I know it's such a Cartman thing to do but hey even I will admit that I understand the appeal of angering people I don't like. I should have just went home and ignored Kyle but for some reason I stayed with him. I barely talked to him before any of this and now we are like really close. I still don't get why he told me out of all people but maybe he will reveal that stuff later. I was thinking about Kyle a lot while walking to my house and when I arrived Kenny was predictably sitting on my porch, half an hour before he was supposed to arrive. He looked as if he lived there as he was lying on the ground sleepily covered in dust. Rolling my eyes, I called out to him.
"Seriously Kenny?"
"I was tired of waiting."
"You were supposed to be here at 12! How long have you been waiting?" I asked in shock. He's crazy.
"That doesn't matter." Kenny said in order to change the subject. "Let's go in already. I'm cold and I want to hear your juicy secrets." I sighed as I opened the door which led me into my dark silent house. My dad was never here on the weekends which was a blessing to me as I could do whatever I wanted all day. Turning on the lights, the two of us wondered into the front room where we took a seat on the couch. Kenny stared at me as if he was a dog awaiting his meal. "Could I have something to eat? Please? Pretty Please?" The cupboards and drawers had stockpiles of food but I wasn't going to give any to him for free.
"Only if you're a good boy." I said jokingly but Kenny seemed both displeased and amused at my joke.
"How can I achieve the status of 'good boy' then Clyde?" he said in a seductive tone, scooching closer to me as his hands massaged my shoulders. I looked at him in a confused manner and he winked slowly as his hands rubbed the back of my neck. I didn't stop him at first and I'm afraid to admit that I sort of liked the way he touched me. I didn't like it sexually though. It was relaxing to put it into words. I slowly pushed his hands away from me after a while.
"I'm straight Kenny. You know that. You're surprisingly great massages wont change that." I told him but he giggled.
"I used to think that. But now I'm not sure." he said and I undoubtedly knew what he was referring to.
"Nothing happened at Kyle's house. He was a bit upset and we talked about it." Kenny gave an exaggerated yawn at my answer. It was annoying because I wasn't lying at all.
"Look Clyde I'm not blind. I know Kyle's depressed." he told me, his tone morphing into pity and seriousness. Glancing at him curiously, the events of that night flashed into my mind. Kenny's wave when I left, Kyle's confession and when he genuinely smiled at me. Kenny knew about it?
"You do? So you know I was just helping him deal with it then?" I questioned him in interest.
"That's partially true. But it's not what you did. It's what Kyle did. The secret he told you. I know about it." It was a lot to take in all at once and it was hard to grip it all. I lowered my voice to a whisper.
"That he's gay?" I said and Kenny nodded.
"If more people actually paid attention to him then they'd see it for themselves. I'd guarantee it. For me it was obvious. All the signs were there. His disinterest in dating girls. His fashion choices. His obsession with watching the football game even though he hates football and complains about it to me. Those and I caught him jacking off to a picture of Stan in the toilets." I couldn't help but laugh at that one.
"Seriously? Did he catch you?"
"Nope. I can't get caught." Kenny said proudly, smiling from my laughter. I took a sip of water to prevent more obnoxious laughs and continued...
"It's just that I feel sorry for Kyle. That's all. When I was with him, he was so happy and he seemed like he was actually being real with me for once. It made me feel much better too. Just like Bebe did." Kenny nodded understandably and took some cookies on the table and chomped them rapidly. He clearly hadn't eaten for a long time. After he was finished devouring my food, he motioned me to continue. "It's just I don't like Kyle that way. I've never been attracted to guys ever." Kenny shook his head as I finished and gave a little smirk.
"I believe you." he said in a totally not believable way. "It's just I think Kyle told you out of everyone because he likes you." That's ridiculous. Kyle would not like me like that. We are way too different. He's this super smart A+ student while I'm the co-captain of the school's football, hockey and rugby teams and failing most of the other subjects I'm forced to take. What would he see in me?
"That's so dumb. He even told me likes Stan." I said defensively.
"You can be in love with more than one person. Shouldn't you of all people know that?"
"Speak for yourself Kenny. You're seeing something that isn't even there. Kyle isn't even like me. Why would he choose me?" I said, my temper rising slowly. I hated being angry. The aftermath makes you feel so shit. Kenny still smiled at me however, unfazed by my sudden outburst. I glared at him.
"Clyde. Calm down." he said calmly and I obliged. I rarely ever get angry. Why was I being like this over Kyle. I wasn't in denial. He doesn't love me and that's great because I can't love him. "Just let me try something ok?" Kenny's question intrigued me and I nodded slowly. This time I was the dog waiting for it's master commands. My fingers felt numb and my stomach ached. I watched Kenny move closer to me, his hands clutching my waist. I should have stopped him but... I let him keep going. He was so close that our noses were just slightly touching. I was frozen to the core, unable to do anything. Watching him was hypnotic and he moved his face closer towards me. I could smell the sweet cologne he had put on and I wasn't even wondering how he could have afforded it. His legs were on top of mine as I laid backwards towards the armrest, laying completely on top of the couch. He was on top of me but I did nothing to fight back. Without even thinking, our hands were suddenly connected and our lips were touching. He pressed his own lips towards my own, now completely dominating me in control.
He was kissing me.
(AN: Kyle's P.O.V next chapter. Naughty Kenny!)
