I shouldn't tell Craig my feelings right now. I should probably tell him after school. But I'm so nervous. What if he doesn't like me back?
"Craig.. You're gay for someone?" Stan asks, tilting his head. Craig sighs.
"Yes.. Yes I am." Craig calms down a bit, eating his slice of pizza. Tweek looks at him.
"F-For who, Craig?" Tweek stutters like usually, shaking. I can tell he was scared because Craig started yelling at Cartman and Kyle.
"I can't answer that." Craig says casually. But I want to know who he likes. I stare at him, pouting. Then Craig looks over to me, "What, Clyde? Is there something bothering you?" He asks.
"Maybe." I say, glaring at him. Cartman looks at both of us for a moment, and then he whispers next to Kyle; "I think Craig is gay for Clyde." I can hear Cartman. He's not good at whispering I tell you. Craig immediately glances over at Cartman.
"Shut up, Cartman. Maybe you're gay for Kyle, since you guys suddenly stopped arguing!" He snaps. I tremble next to him.
Why the heck is this happening in the first place?
"No I'm not!" Cartman yells out loud, banging his fists on the table. "You're too shy to admit that you're gay for Clyde because you secretly snap pictures of him while he's not looking!" Cartman huffs. Wait, what did he just say?
Craig secretly snaps pictures of me?
"No I don't Cartman. Who told you that?" Craig's face turned red. He glares at Cartman for a long time now. Cartman snickers.
"Doesn't matter; you also say that because you kiss you pillow at night and you pretend it's Clyde!" Cartman laughs. I blush immediately. Everybody at out table glares at Cartman. Craig covers his face in embarrassment.
"I hate you so much, Cartman-"
"Shut up, Cartman." I say, then everybody at our table looks over to me. Cartman looks angry, but I don't care because he's always mad at everyone. Craig looks at me wide-eyed. I glare at Cartman. "Being gay for someone isn't that funny."
"Yeah, Cartman!" Kyle points out, and everybody nods. Cartman stares at me for a moment.
"Screw you, Clyde. I bet you're gay for Craig!" Cartman smirks, then laughs. Everybody looks at Cartman. "Craig and Clyde, sitting on the tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-" Before Cartman could finish spelling "kissing", his face was smacked by an unfinished slice of pizza. Cartman slowly takes it off his face and he looks grossed out, "Alright, which one of you idiots did this?!" He glares at all of us, breathing heavily. I wish I can leave right now. I hate dealing with this. Everybody at our table stays silent. "I said, 'which one of you idiots did this'?!" Cartman breaks the silence, banging his fists on the table. "Was it you, Kenny?! Or was it you, Kyle?!" Cartman points at Kyle and Kenny. Ugh, this happens almost everyday...
"It was me." A boy next to me stands up, death glaring at Cartman. Cartman breathes uncontrollably.
"CRAIG, I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!" Cartman starts to scream out loud that everybody, including the teachers, heard him in the cafeteria.
Nice one, Craig!
"Come on, Clyde, let's go." Craig grabs my hand immediately and quickly leaves the cafeteria while dragging me. I can hear Cartman ranting about how much he hates Craig. I feel bad for Kyle, Stan, and the others. They have to listen to him yell all day..
"C-Craig, where are we going?" I ask, trying to catch up with Craig.
".." Craig doesn't answer, he continues to run. After a while, he runs into the boys' bathroom, and takes a breath.
"Craig..?" I ask, then I look down at my hand.
It's being held my Craig again.
I look over to Craig, who is blushing a bit. What's we thinking about?
"Craig..?" I repeat myself. Craig slowly turns his head to look at me.
"Sorry about that, Clyde. I meant, about earlier. I threw that pizza just to escape from this foolishness." Craig says, kneeling down on the floor. I do so as well. "About what Cartman said about me.. Um.." Craig starts to blush more, and he looks uneasy. I look at him.
He's so sexy.
Craig starts to put a hand over his mouth, looking away stubbornly as he blushes more. I wonder what he's trying to say to me.
"Clyde, um.." He can't seem to speak to me well. He's embarrassed. "I have um.. Something to confess." Craig looks at me, his face is red. I look at him, blushing.
"N-No, I should go first... I had something to confess to you for awhile now.." I mutter softly. Craig nods.
"Alright, you go first." He says flatly, though he's still bashful. I gulp.
"Okay, um.." I start off. I'm trying to tell him my feelings. I can't..
But I'll try.
"Craig, I have thought about this for a long time now." I start off again, the heat on my face spreads more. Craig looks at me. I can tell he's listening to me. I take a deep breath, and let it out. I can do this. "While I was dating Bebe, I just realized something. I didn't really have feelings for Bebe. I only liked her because she thought I was the cutest kid she had ever met and she was nice, but I didn't really have feelings for her.", I tighten my grip on Craig's hand. "I found I had feelings for someone else. So I dumped her. That person helps me whenever I'm down. He protects me from others. He may sound and look cold, but he's really sweet. I love him with all my heart.." I look at Craig.
"... That person is you, Craig." I smile softly, blushing more. Craig looks at me wide-eyed, then pulls a small smile.
".. I love you too, Clyde. I really do." Craig pats my head, smiling. I think I'm going to cry. What he just said made me so happy.
He loves me back.
"Remember how Cartman said I take pictures of you while you weren't looking?" Craig asks, and I nod. "It's true. But that only happened once during P.E. And remember how he said that I kiss my pillow and pretend it's you? That's true.. It was when you, Tweek, and Token came over to my house for a sleepover during middle school. Token heard me mumble in my sleep and I was making out with my pillow, saying 'I know you want more, Clyde'." Craig's face looks cute when it's red. "I've always thought you were cute since Elementary, and I always loved hanging out with you. You were such a big crybaby, though." I scratch my head as I heard those words. Craig continues, "But I think you're cool. And smart. And cute." I blush immediately as I heard those words from Craig. I smile at him, and Craig pats my head, then brings me to his chest. I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes. He's so warm.. Craig strokes my hair like how he did this morning. "Though, I do want to say sorry." I open my eyes. What does he need to be sorry for?
"You don't need to be sorry, Craig." I say, bringing myself slightly away from his chest. Craig shakes his head and continues to stroke my hair.
"Everything. Just for being a jerk. For slapping you every time you cry. I'm sorry if I had ever hurt you from the past.." Craig starts to hug me tightly. I hug him back, and my eyes are getting watery. Craig pulls away the hug and looks at me with his eyes slightly wide. "Um.. Clyde?" He asks, putting his hands on my cheeks. I try to hold my tears back, so I probably look weird now with my eyes all wide.
"I-I'm.. fine.." This is hard. I've never done this before. I'm gonna note to myself that I'll never do this again.. "I-I'm.. trying not to.. c-cry.." I say, struggling. Craig looks at me weirdly.
"Don't do that. You look like an idiot!" My face starts to glow red, and Craig grew a wide smile on his face, then starts to laugh. "You're so cute, Clyde!" He says while laughing, slightly turning his head away from me and he puts his hands on his stomach. I slightly put my head down and look at Craig while I can feel my face glowing darker.
He just laughed.
The tears that were forming in my eyes faded away and I feel so hot. My whole body is. I can't believe Craig just laughed at me. It's been a long since the last time he's laughed. It's been like years. Craig starts to calm down and he turns his head to face me. He's still smiling.
"You just made my day, Clyde." He lowers his dark blue eyes at me and he puts a hand on my chin. Wait, what's he doing? I start to get all shy that I couldn't even speak anymore. Craig leans his face closer to mine. Closer.. Closer.. Closer.. Then he puts his lips to mine.
Am I dreaming?
Craig's lips are soft against mine. They're also warm. As Craig shares the loving kiss with me, I slowly wrap my arms around his neck to feel comfortable. Craig puts his hands on my hot cheeks, and deepens the kiss. I can feel my face heat up more and more every time Craig does something to me. After awhile, he pulls the kiss away, and his face is slightly red.
I'll never forget this day.
I just smile at him. I'm just really happy that this ever happened to me. I hold onto Craig's hands, and he leans in, and kisses my lips again.