Stan POV

Wow. I can't believe it! I confessed to Kyle about having a crush on him, but he told me that he loved me too, and he said it first! I definitely didn't see this coming. The next few days were absolute perfection. No school because it was the weekend, and I got to see a Kyle for 80% of my weekend. But, I think we spent TOO much time together. It's not like I don't love him, I do, a whole lot, but I don't think we should spend 19 hours each day with each other. I start a conversation with him through texting.

"Hey Kyle, do you have a minute?"

"Yeah, sure. What is it?"

Given Kyle's short temper with a combination of a feeble heart, I don't know if I can just let this out. It took me a minute, and I decided to tell him in the nicest way possible.

"Kyle I think we're spending TOO much time together. It's not that I don't wanna hang out with you, it's the complete opposite, but the only time we aren't together is when we're sleeping."

"Stan, I actually was thinking the same thing. I love you, but this doesn't mean that we have to be with each other 24/7. I agree with you. I love you all the same, though."

"Me too. Wanna hang out for a bit?"

"Sure. I'd love to. But I can't be with you all day. I got studying to do. "

"Alright. See me in 5?

"Sure."

The fact that he says he needs to study just bothers me. I think he studies way too much. I've seen occasions that he doesn't study, and he still gets a B+ as his worst grade. When I take a test, studied or not, it's always random in what I get. Like gambling. In some occasions I would get a C- without studying, and get a D+ with studying. In my opinion, studying is worthless for Kyle. As soon as I finish that thought, I hear a knock at my door. I open the door, and Kyle is there, with a big grin.

"Guess what? My mom says I can study here, so I can spend more time with you!" Didn't we just have a conversation about this?

"Great! I'm gonna go get us a snack. You can go upstairs if you want. My parents aren't home."

When I see him go upstairs, I walk into the kitchen and get me and Kyle a bag of potato chips. Then, I walk out of the kitchen and run up the stairs after Kyle. I walk into my room, and he's sitting there on my bed, waiting for me.

"Well, what should we do?"

"I was thinking we could go see a movie."

"What about that new Terrance and Phillip movie? It'll be just like when we were kids."

When he said that, I got an image in my mind. I remember, when we were in 3rd and 4th grade, that we were obsessed with Terrance and Phillip. So were Kenny and Cartman. I still remember when we were in that ratty carnival that had a game where you could win a Terrance and Phillip doll, and we got some dolls after a few hundred, maybe thousands, of dollars spent, and they were so low quality that their heads popped off if you swung it. But now that we're both 14, Terrance and Phillip haven't really been on our minds.

"Earth to Stan? Are you there?"

"O-oh, sorry. I was just thinking about the times when we were obsessed with Terrance and Phillip."

"Oh. Four years ago, huh? It's been a long time…"

"Well? Should we go to the movies?"

"Alright. Let's go."

We both hold each other's hand when we walk out my house, and me locking the door, I texted my mom that we were going to the movies. On the way there, Kyle asked me a good question.

"Stan, what are we gonna do about our parents when it comes to our relationship?"

There was a long pause. I didn't know what to say. Should we tell them? Knowing Kyle's parents, they would flip if they found out he was a gay Jew.

"I don't know. Your parents would be all up in your face about it."

"Especially fatass… he won't let me live with me being gay AND Jewish…"

"Ky, if Cartman ever gets as close as touch you, you know that I'll beat his ass. I won't let you be made fun of by Cartman."

"Thanks, Stan. I love you."

"I love you too Ky…"

He holds my arm with his cold hands, and I put my hand on his shoulder. I don't know why, but that would always calm him down, even before we were considered boyfriends. After a long silence, we got to the theater. I paid enough money for both our tickets, and Kyle looked at me with a guilty look. We walked in the theater, and took the seats on the top row. There weren't that many people in the theater. I looked at Kyle, and he still had that look of guilt.

"Kyle, something wrong?"

"N-no, it's just that… I didn't really want for you to pay for my ticket. I could've paid for it on my own." Did he really just make me worried because he didn't want for me to pay for his ticket?

"Ky, you're my boyfriend. I would do anything for you. Paying for your movie ticket is one of them." I pressed my lips against his. He moaned my name in a way that deepened the kiss. We pulled away, and looked at the movie screen, while the movie was starting.

About halfway into the movie, I started remembering, and by the looks of it, Kyle did too, why we stopped watching Terrance and Phillip. It was mostly the same thing every single episode. They all usually had to do with farting, and it would be that way for all the episodes. Kyle yawned, and let his head rest against my shoulder. I could tell his eyes were getting heavy, and he started to fall asleep. He looked so cute when he was sleepy. Wow, that sounded creepy. I kissed his forehead, and he had a smile on his face while opening his eyes.

"You wanna leave and spend the night at my place?"

"Sure, Stan."

The movie wasn't really all that different from any of the other episodes we watched four years ago, and therefore, it got boring, really quickly. We didn't really talk on the way back to my house, and when we got there, we ran right upstairs while saying hi to my parents and Shelly, and went into my room. We both got in bed.

"Sorry for that movie, Stan…"

"Huh? N-no, it wasn't your fault. It just made me remember why I stopped watching it in the first place."

"I'll let you make the next movie suggestion."

I chuckled. "Sure, even though I like the movies you suggest anyway."

We both looked at each other with smiles on our faces. We gave each other a little peck as a kiss, and wished each other good night. We both fell fast asleep.

I'm so glad I'm finally with Kyle.