KYLE
"You seem really nervous," I state looking at my best friend. He gives me his fake best smile. He isn't fooling me. I don't even know why he is trying.
"Kyle, I'm fine," he replies.
"I know you're not worried about finals," I state. Stan and I have been roommates since freshmen year. I'm glad I have him as a roommate as he is my super best friend. He knows how I like things to be. It's nice to live with someone who knows and respects my space. Most guys only care about partying and fucking in college. Stan at least has a good balance.
"No," snorts Stan. "I'm sure I passed all my classes anyway."
"Hmmm okay," I say completing the order online for the food we ordered tonight. We have Cartman and Kenny coming over to our place to catch up. Cartman still lives with his mom and Kenny is sharing a place with Tweek and Craig which is not working out so well. I don't know the full story but I will find out tonight. "You don't seem relaxed is all I'm saying. You seem…..uncomfortable."
"I'm fine," he replies grabbing a beer opening it. I don't bother to lecture him drinking early. I glance at Stan, he is still the same person. He has a nice muscular lean body at 6 feet even height. I'm jealous because he is taller than me. I'm 5'10, not super tall but not super short just average. I also have to bust my ass to maintain my lean body frame. I have to watch what I eat and hit the gym hard. Although I will be doing some drinking and eating tonight. Got to treat yourself once in a while. I hear my phone chime. I pull my phone out my front pocket to see my girlfriend sent me a text.
Heidi: Hey hun, how is everything going?
Kyle: Everything is going good so far. Still waiting for Cartman and Kenny to arrive
Heidi: Okay. I'm glad you decided to do this. I never thought of doing that with the girls. I can't wait to catch up Wendy, Bebe, and the other girls
Kyle: For sure, I mean we just finished our junior year in college. We're all busy. It's nice to just chill
Heidi: We are aren't we. I won't keep you. I need to decide what to wear.
Kyle: What are you girls doing? Picking an outfit shouldn't be that hard.
Heidi: We're going to the club
My face drops. The club? How are they suppose to be catching up if they are going to a loud club?
Kyle: I didn't know you all were going to the club
Heidi: It was Bebe's idea. I would rather have an old fashion sleepover. Don't worry I won't look too sexy.
I chuckle. Heidi can be sexy but that is mostly behind closed doors which I prefer in my women. My favorite is those thigh high stockings…
Kyle: I trust you, babe. I'm going to get going here so I can clean up a bit more.
Heidi: Your place is always clean. I will send you a picture of my outfit once I'm decided.
Kyle: You don't have to but I am curious…..
Heidi: lol, love you
Kyle: Love you too
I shove my phone back in my front pocket. Heidi and I have been dating for the past two years. I was really put off by how she started acting when she was dating Cartman. Her parents noticed how overweight she was, moody, and flat out disrespectful. They sent her away to camp when we were in the 6th grade. It wasn't just a fat camp but more so on how they can succeed in life. You can never start too young right? In this case, I think it saved her life. She broke up with Cartman soon as she returned. I begin to surf the internet until I hear the door. I get up to go answer it since Stan went into his room.
"Hey Kenny," I greet.
"Hey," smiled Kenny. I swear he is like the happiest person I have ever seen in my life. He has stubble on his face giving away he hasn't shaved in a few days. His chin length hair is a little messy but nothing too bad. "Where is the booze?"
"Fridge," I tell him closing the door. "How are you?"
"I'm good," says Kenny going right to the fridge getting a beer. "Things are getting majorly intense at the apartment." I fold my arms still standing really inquisitive.
"Yeah, what is going on with that?" I ask as Stan comes out of his room. Stan smiles when he sees Kenny.
"Dude," he says giving Kenny a hug.
"Don't drop that beer," I state. I want our deposit back when we move out so I'm always trying to make sure everything is perfect.
"I would never," says Kenny as if he is offended. Trust me he isn't. He is being a clown as always.
"What's going on?" asked Stan.
"I was filling Kyle in on what is going on at home," says Kenny. "Like Tweek and Craig have been going at it." I raise an eyebrow.
"Like….sex?" I question.
"No," chuckles Kenny. "I would not be complaining if that was the case. Like I mean they are starting to argue over everything. This morning it was how the toilet paper should hang in the front or the back."
"Seriously," said Stan going to grab another beer. "Sounds like they need some space or something."
"I have no idea," says Kenny going to sit on the couch. "I just want the shit to stop. Like I can't bring anybody back there with all that shouting they're doing. I'm considering getting a new roommate or something." I follow Kenny sitting down on the loveseat as Stan sits next to me.
"Must be bad if you're saying that?" said Stan. "I thought they were the perfect roommates."
"When they aren't fighting," huffs Kenny. "I am hoping they work it out because with them rent is so affordable." He takes a sip of beer. "Man this is good shit."
"Seasonal," I inform him.
"Um hm," he says. "What is your twin doing tonight?" I roll my eyes. Kenny likes to call Heidi my twin because we're together so much.
"She's fine," I reply. "She's going to the club tonight with her friends."
"What!" exclaims Stan. "Nobody in a relationship should be going to a club in my opinion."
"It's whatever," I reply. "One of the girls suggests that they go shake their ass in a club to bond." Kenny laughs.
"That is so awesome," he states. Kenny leans in raising one eyebrow. "Did she tell you where?"
"No," I reply. "I didn't ask her, I trust her."
"Fuck that," says Kenny leaning forward. "This isn't about trust. I want to crash their little bonding."
"Kenny no," I reply. "You know I hate clubs."
"Awww," coos Kenny. "You still upset about that guy hitting on you." I start blushing remember how often I would get hit on by guys. I would get girls but more guys approached me than anything. One guy actually grabbed my ass scaring the hell out of me. He got a nice elbow to the face.
"That isn't it and you know it," I reply. We hear a knock at the door. Stan grabs the door this time. Cartman walks in looking around.
"Where is the food?" he asks. Of course he doesn't bother with a hello.
"It's on the way fat ass," I reply. Cartman has not changed much over the years. I thought he would grow out of his antics but he indeed has not. He actually has a popular YouTube channel and blog where all he does is rip on people. It is mostly celebs but it amazes he is getting paid for this crap. He has slimmed down a little thanks to him getting taller. He is the tallest out of the 4 of us at 6'2.
"Cartman convince Kyle we have to crash the girls at the club tonight," says Kenny.
"Ugh….no," I huff.
"Actually, that sounds very entertaining," says Cartman smirking as he sits next to Kenny. "Only after we eat."
"Cool," says Kenny. "So that is 2 against 2, come on Stan put the final nail in that coffin." I look at Stan as he sits back down he looks really anxious.
"Sure whatever," he mutters.
"Seriously Stan," I reply in disbelief. He always has my back. Stan drinks heavily from his beer.
"I kind of want to get out," explains Stan. "This has nothing to do with spying on Heidi." Stan drinks heavily from his beer.
"I don't even want to spy on Heidi!" I exclaim. Stan shrugs as he drinks more from his beer.
"Going a little fast there with the beer," says Kenny.
"You know he likes to drink," says Cartman.
"As much as you like to eat," I point out. I hate when people point out Stan's drinking problem. He has gotten much better. It would be nice if people didn't point out when he is drinking more than usual.
"I need to talk to you guys….." says Stan.
"Oh god," drones Cartman. "Are you finally coming out of the closet?" I watch as Stan's face deepen in color. "Fuck, I was kidding." I stare at Stan trying to figure out what is happening.
"Don't say it like that…" he mumbles looking down at his beer. "It was really hard for me to come to terms with everything. I just wanted to tell you guys since I have started dating here and there."
"Good for you!" says Kenny. "So you're not bi, like you seriously like just guys?" Stan nods yes before drinking more beer. God he is tossing the beer back letting me know just how worried he was. "All right well then…..club should be fun for you tonight."
"Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I like every guy I see," says Stan.
"I didn't say that," said Kenny. Cartman is grinning before he starts laughing. I can't even say anything. My best friend, my super best friend is gay and I didn't know. Why didn't he tell me? I hear the door knowing it is the food I ordered. I get up to busy myself with answering the door. I sign the receipt handing it over to the delivery drive before locking my front door. I take a deep breath with my mind still clouded with the fact Stan is gay. I put the items on the table. Cartman is running over to me quickly.
"Kyle, what the hell is this?" he asked irritated.
"I ordered take out," I explained. "We can stretch more food that way."
"I wanted pizza and wings," he replies. "How are we suppose to go to the club if I get the shits."
"Going to the club was never a part of the damn plan!" I snap. Cartman grabs a paper plate on the table.
"Are you butthurt because Stan's gay?" he asks.
"No!" I exclaim. I feel mortified. It isn't the fact Stan is gay. My issue is I didn't know. How could I not know? "Excuse me…." I walk away heading into my room for some privacy. I don't want Stan to think I don't support him because that is not what this is. I mean why would he hide this from me. I'm just in my room pacing for a bit just thinking things over. I hear a knock on my door. "Who is it?"