I would've totally updated faster but I had no idea what to write about. This is gonna be another short chapter, I'm so sorry, but I'm trying to finish this before my tutor gets here in less than two hours. UGH. I need to quickly find something to write about. OOH! Got it.
I brushed the curly red strands of hair that hung in front of my face away from my eyes and tucked them behind my ear. I sighed.
"Stan…" I took a deep breath of the still thick air, and closed my eyes for a brief moment, trying to let an answer come to me. I shouldn't say yes. I shouldn't say yes. I shouldn't say yes.
My mouth obviously wasn't thinking the same thing.
"Okay," I shrug, trying to relax against my uncomfortable pillow.
"Seriously?" He blinks, parting his lips slowly. I nod.
Stan leans down and kisses me again. I hold back a smile as we pull apart, and motion for him to come and sit next to me.
"Do we tell the others?" I ask.
"Do you want to?"
I shrug. "I mean, sure, I guess, but is it a good idea?"
He smirks. "We'll do whatever you think is right."
I slowly begin to lean my head against his side, staying there for a few seconds before he starts twirling his fingers in my hair. My warmth of his body heat protected me from the cool air vent blowing down on my bed.
My head is forced up when I see a flash of orange before me for a brief second. Kenny appears in front of my head, steadying his breathing while Cartman trails slowly behind.
"Kyle, you're okay!" Kenny exclaims, coming to my other side and giving me a hug. I nod and grin as Kenny takes a step back. He raises an eyebrow and inspects the scene before him. "You two?" He slyly smirks.
Stan nods and continues to stroke my hair. I laugh.
"I knew you guys were fags," Cartman rolls his eyes from the door way. I shake my head and sigh. He's always been great and ruining moments.
"And proud," I breathe out, giving off a smile of achievement.
Cartman crosses his arms and leans against the door frame.
"Kyle, on our way in here, the doctor told us to tell you that you need to have a parent or guardian sign some slips or something," Kenny explains, waving off his hand aimlessly.
"Back to South Park for us?" I interrogate.
"Yep."
I'm really sorry that you guys are probably hating me right now. I just couldn't move onto a new subject in this chapter, it wouldn't make sense. I actually WILL have the next chapter up before I go to sleep tonight, because I'm going to be getting on it right now. Then we can have some time with the biggest drama queen ever. Who will it be?
