CHAPTRER 2

"Kenny, god, will you stop," Kenny smiled at me snuggling into my shoulder. I smiled back giving him a quick kiss. "Dude, we're suppose to be doing our part on this project, Kyle's gonna kill us," "So. I bet Kyle's having a hard time with Cartman working with him. Bet there working on them selves then this project," I snicker as I continue to write. I feel Kenny's breath on my neck as he holds my waist. We were sitting on my bed, trying to do work. Maybe we should have done this downstairs because the next thing I knew, we were having sex.

Yes, Kenny and I were going out, secretly, going out. Only Kyle and Cartman knew. And no I wasn't going out with Wendy at that time, I hated her. Well, wanted to believe I hated her. Kenny and I loved each other, we were perfect, in my head, and needed each other. We vowed to be together forever, but that soon was at end…

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"Stan, um, you want to play video games, or something," Kyle asked as he saw me blanking out again.

I looked at him then down the floor. "No, no thanks dude," Kyle eyed me for a while. "Its about Kenny, huh." Good job Kyle. You figured it out. I nodded my head slightly not facing him.

Kyle patted me on the back. "Don't pressure yourself over him. You got Wendy back, and your happy with her, right?" Am I? Am I really happy with Wendy? I mean I love her, but does she love me? That look she gave me was weird and I don't know what to think anymore. I shake my head with my hands to stop thinking those thoughts. Wendy must love me. She wouldn't keep on going out with me if she didn't. I looked back at Kyle who was giving me a weird look. I smiled slightly sitting up on the couch. "You know what! Your right, I need to stop pressuring my self over Kenny and be happy with my one true love, Wendy!" Kyle slightly smiled nodding his head in approval. Cartman came down stairs with a wide grin. He sat next to Kyle. He gripped him arm bringing Kyle closer to him. He then turned in my direction. A little frown was made. "The emo still here?" I glared at him as Kyle yelled shut up fatass.

"Stan's just having a little problem, okay," Kyle looked over to me. Cartman shrugged tightening his grip on Kyle." Well he needs to leave because we have something to do right now, up stairs, in the bed," Kyle shoved him off glaring at him, red as ever. I guess Kyle didn't want me to here what they were going to do. "No Cartman, Stan can stay as long as he wants to! And who said you could tell anyone to leave, this is my house!" Kyle looked away from Cartman as fatass tried to hug Kyle. "But Kahllll, we were suppose to have a special night togeherrrrrr," Cartman whined. At age 17, he still whines like a little baby. 'Cartman," Kyle stopped and glanced at me before looking back at his boyfriend, "we can...do that later, right now, I want Stan to feel," "Its okay, I'll leave," The both of them look at me. "But Stan," "Its okay dude, I don't want to interfere with anything. I'm okay," I said standing up and putting my coat on. Kyle looked at me worriedly, "You're not interfering. Cartman's just being an asshole as all ways," Cartman yelled 'HEY' as Kyle walked over to me. I smiled at my worried wart friend. "Dude, you helped enough. I'm just going to forget about the Kenny thing and live on with my life, "I looked over at the very pissed off Cartman, "And enjoy your self tonight," I winked at Kyle as Kyle blushed looking away. "Oh he will," Cartman said from behind giving a thumbs up. Poor Kyle's face was priceless, red as ever.

I stepped out side of Kyles house getting hit with a cold winter wind. I put my ungloved hand in my jacket pockets and struggled to walk as the wind blew harder and harder. I should be used to this by now, I lived in this red neck mountain town since forever and there were worst weather issues than this. It was hard to see as well because of the fog.

"Um excuse me, Stan Marsh," a voice was heard. The person placed a hand on my shoulder.

I turned around about to ask what the hell, but then...

Oh my god...

It's him...

Kenny...