KYLE

"He is not my doctor anymore and no," I replied. We haven't slept together, I mean not yet at least. "What the fuck do you want? You didn't even knock you just come in here as if you own the place." Where the fuck is Kenny? I wish he would have told me that Cartman was going to stop by.

"Whatever dude," said Cartman rolling his eyes. "I need you and Kenny's help in a couple of weeks. I'm getting my own place. Unlike you losers, I can afford to live on my own."

"Shut up," I snap. I see Stan stand up straightening out his clothes.

"I guess I should get going," he said walking over to his shoes.

"You don't have to leave," I reply trying not to sound sad.

"I might be here a minute so I think he should leave," said Cartman.

"Shut up or I won't help you move!" I threatened.

"You have my number," said Stan. "Call me later okay." I nod sadly letting him go. "I will let myself out."

"You do that," said Cartman before turning to look at me. Soon as Stan is gone he goes in. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Cartman, we're friends," I replied. Although I would like to be something more….. "Nothing more than that. You're acting like I was cheating on you or something."

"So you're admitting to sleeping with your doctor?" he asked appalled.

"He is not my doctor!" I snap. I see Cartman eyes darken in a way I have never seen before.

"You know you never looked at me the way you stare at him," he says coldly.

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"You look at him all funny like…like you're in love," snarled Cartman. "We dated and you never looked at me like that."

"Cartman, I'm not doing this," I said walking into the living room. I go to knock on Kenny's door. he opens it only wearing his boxers. "You let Eric in without giving me a warning."

"I'm still here you know," said Cartman from behind me, I ignore him.

"I didn't think it mattered," he replied. "I'm okay with us helping him move. I was hoping you would agree so it would not take as long."

"Fine," I replied rolling my eyes. "You and I need to talk."

"I will be here for another hour but I have to head to work," he explains.

"Alright," I said before turning back to Cartman. "Just let us know the day and we will be there. You can go now." Cartman comes over to me.

"I can pick up where you left off with that doctor," he smirks. "I bet your dick is begging for release. I know how you tick."

"There was nothing going on," I reply. I made the mistake of sleeping with Cartman a few times after we broke up. I know better than that now. "Eric don't go there. I have things to do so I need you to leave."

"You have become so cold," he growled. "We use to get along great. I don't understand what changed."

"People change all the time," I reply getting annoyed. "If you can't accept how things are maybe we don't need to be friends at all."

"Whatever," he muttered walking towards the door. "I'll talk to you later once you get that dildo out your ass."

"Fuck you," I snarl as he leaves. I walk over locking the door. I lean against it for a moment. I almost had sex with Stan, Cartman would fuck that up. I stomp over to Kenny's room opening his door without knocking.

"You have any idea what you did?" I asked him.

"I didn't know doc was still in there," he replied. "I seriously thought he left. Cartman sounded pretty pissed about that."

"He's always pissed off so it doesn't matter," I replied rolling my eyes.

"What is going on with you and that doctor?" asked Kenny raising one eyebrow.

"I don't know…" I replied sighing. "I like him a lot. He isn't my doctor anymore so it should be okay, right? I mean he said he would talk to me and still help me out. I don't have to pay or anything."

"I was surprised to see him," said Kenny as he focuses on getting dressed. "You haven't mentioned him in months let alone that you're interested in him."

"I had my reasons," I explain. "You know I usually tell you what's going on. This I just couldn't….anyway I ran into him at the bar. It was so humiliating. I was about to come home with this guy I hooked but he interfered."

"Of course he would," replied Kenny. "It's so obvious that he is into you as you much as you're into him. He is pretty hot for an old guy."

"He is not old," I sit down on Kenny's bed. "I ran into Wendy. He apparently knows her."

"Wendy, your old babysitter?"

"So weird," I chuckle. "She was able to tell me all this stuff I didn't know about him. Like how he played football and he was super popular in high school. He likes to help people and is really giving." Kenny looks at me smiling. "What are smiling at?"

"You're so in love with him," he stated. Love? I never really thought about it. I mean it crossed my mind earlier this morning but I figured it was just in the throes of passion. I would like to say crush. I don't know him enough to be in love.

"I don't think it's that," I reply. "I do like him. Please don't tell Cartman."

"Why the fuck would I tell Cartman?" asked Kenny as he put on his tie. He works at this popular restaurant that requirements them to dress like butlers but he gets damn good tips. He even cut his hair to fit the part better for the restaurant.

"You let him in here so I'm not sure where your loyalty is," I state rolling my eyes.

"Awww Kyle, you're hurting my feeling man," he said jokingly.

"You will be okay," I said smiling.

"Yes, I will. Oh, Stan give me his card to give to you. He wasn't sure if you still had his number." I did, I have it saved on my phone although I never used it. Kenny doesn't know this though.

"Do you really think he is into me?" I ask shyly.

"Positive," grinned Kenny.