South Park Oneshots (Requests Open)

Clyde Donovan // Lose You

Date: 2/16/20
Time: 4:26PM
Age: 16

"Hey, cutie," a brunet said as he walked up beside me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and smirked as I raised an eyebrow at him. He didn't look bad, he was actually pretty cute, but I could see his friends standing a bit away and didn't really want to be the subject of some dare. It would be different if it seemed like he actually thought I was attractive.

"Hi? What do you want?" I asked, trying to sound as annoyed as possible. Not like that was very hard to do. I didn't like it too much when random people talked to me.

I did admire his confidence though, because he only hesitated for a second before continuing to flirt.

"Well, isn't it obvious? I want you, gorgeous," he said. I inwardly groaned. So many guys used that line. I should have expected him to say it.

"Why? So your friends back there will give you, what, ten bucks?" I asked, gesturing to the group that was staring at us. He glanced back at them with a bit of a sigh.

"All I gotta do is get your number and I get twenty bucks. You don't even gotta text me back or anything. Help a guy out?" He whispered, dropping his smirk but still giving me a smile. Likely trying to make it look like he was still flirting. I, at least, had to give him some points for being honest, so I decided to do my good deed for the day.

"Sure. You're kinda cute so why not?" I said with a small smile and a shrug. I pulled my phone out and waited as he created a new contact. I gave him my number and a kiss on the cheek, as an extra little show for his friends, before walking away.

I could feel my cheeks light up as soon as I had turned away from him. I also felt the slight shame that came with it because I knew I shouldn't want to be around such a flirty person, but he was cute and didn't really seem like too much of a perv. I'd seen him around school before and he seemed nice enough. He also seemed like a mostly honest person.

I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket as I was walking, causing me to pull it out. It was a text from a number I didn't have saved.

'Hey, forgot to mention, my names Clyde'

I gave a small smile at my phone and looked back at the boy who was now standing with his friends. I looked back at my phone and typed out my response.

'My name's Y/N'

~~Time Skip~~

"If you don't like Clyde, then what is your type?" Bebe, Clyde's girlfriend, asked me. She was so insecure in their relationship that she thought that Clyde was cheating on her with me. Even though Clyde and I had absolutely no interest in each other.

"Honestly, I don't have a type," I said with a small shrug. She and Wendy rolled their eyes.

"Everyone has a type, Y/N. So, if your type isn't Clyde, what is it?" Wendy asked. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Clyde's my best friend. I don't have a crush on him and I really have no idea where you keep getting the idea that I do," I said, feeling the annoyance seeping into my voice. I absolutely hated Bebe. "And I actually really don't have a type. I've liked Butters and Tweek before and, I guess, they're kind of similar, but I've also liked Damien. And he's nothing like them. I've also liked Kyle."

"Well, who do you like now?" Bebe asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I internally groaned. I just wanted to go home but nooo, these two just had to stop me. Bebe always annoyed me with her constant thoughts that Clyde was cheating on her with me even though she's the one that had cheated before. Wendy wasn't that bad, she was just awful with Bebe and was always with Bebe.