POV~ Stan
Chapter 3
Well, this is definitely NOT how I pictured my day would go when I woke up this morning. I thought I'd just hang out with Kyle. I thought. There was my first mistake. Instead of just hanging out with Kyle, I was now straddling him on my bed, our lips connected. Oh, how I love Saturdays.
It all happened pretty damn fast, considering what had gone down today. First, I'd walked in on my super best friend dancing and singing to Avril Lavigne. Secondly, I'd made an appointment with the Love Doctor, also known as Kenny. THEN, I came out of the closet to my best friend, admitting that I liked him. After doing so, I had canceled my appointment with Kenny, which he took very well, considering that he wasn't looking forward to it at all... And now, well we were here- making out on my bed. All because of Avril Lavigne.
Kyle ran his hand through my hair, which felt kind of amazing. I love being this close to him. I love not feeling any awkwardness or space between us that could keep this moment from being perfect.
"I love you," Kyle blurts. I force my lips to a halt and stare into his emerald green eyes.
"I love you, too." I mumble before resuming the kiss. I never want this moment to end.
Does it really have to? If I just leave the story to end here, then would the moment ever really be over? Well thats what I want to do, but I know if I do that, then you readers will hate me.
So I'm just gonna finish the story:
Kyle and I live happily ever after.
There. You made me end it like some cheesy fucking fairy tale. Truth is, thats the best ending to a story- in my opinion. Kyle and I live happily ever after- all because of Avril Lavigne.
THE END