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A/N: Thank you reviews! You're so nice to me! Okay here is chapter 7. Enjoy!

Stan woke up the next morning with his head on Kyle's chest. He rubbed his eyes and looked up at his boyfriend. Kyle looked so adorable with his auburn curls falling in his face. Stan reached up to stroke Kyle's cheek and kiss his forehead. Kyle opened his jade eyes and smiled.

"Morning, baby," Kyle said, kissing Stan.

"Hey," Stan said, returning the kiss. "Last night was great," Stan said as he played with Kyle's hair. Kyle smiled warmly. Stan rested his head on Kyle's chest again. He wanted to stay like this forever, happy thoughts of being with Kyle forever, floated around his head. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud knocking at the door.

"Kyle, open this door, we need to talk." It was Shelia, but she didn't sound angry.

"Um, hold on mom!" Kyle called back.

"What should we do?" he whispered.

"We've got to be strong and face them. We can't keep running from this," Stan replied. Kyle nodded. The two got dressed.

Kyle took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Kyle, we were so worried about you." Kyle just stood there and said nothing.

"Sit down boys, we have something to tell you," Mr. Broflovski said calmly. They did as they were told.

"Boys, um, on the way over, Stan's parents were in a terrible car accident and, they didn't make it out alive," Gerald said sadly. Stan's eyes swelled up with tears.

"Stan, baby, I'm so sorry," Kyle said, about to cry himself. He wrapped his arms around Stan, rocking him back and forth as Stan sobbed into his chest.

"We're really sorry, Stan," Sheila said, "now, about your whole relationship and running away..." she began, but her husband pulled her to the side.

"Honey, you can't break them up. Look at them." Mrs. Broflovski looked at her son, holding Stan the black haired boy, who was sobbing uncontrollably. She took a deep sigh, and walked over to the boys. "C'mon, we'll drive you home."

Stan and Kyle looked up. "I'm not going, mom."

"Kyle, we're not mad, let's go, Stan can stay the night," Mrs. Broflovski said. They could tell it pained her to say those words. The two got their things and walked out the door, Kyle with his arm around Stan's waist.

(At Kyle's House)

Stan and Kyle lay on the bed. Stan was still crying. "I don't want to lose you, Kyle, I love you," he said in between sobs.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Stan eventually fell asleep. Kyle couldn't get to sleep. His mind was spinning. He just watched Stan sleep. "My poor Stan," Kyle whispered before dozing off. Sheila went to check on them.

'They do make a cute couple,' she thought, before shutting the bedroom door.

It's not over yet. So please review and I will update. School starts in like one day, so I don't know when the next chapter will be up.

-PoisonCherry69