what eric thinks of kyle

lies

Well, I think I'm all worn out from thinking about kyle. I'm Eric by the way. I love kyle and always have, but I have been terrified that if I told him everyone would judge and laugh at me. But since I'm tired of sitting around, waiting for something to happen, iv decided to finally tell him. Screw what they all say.

-next day at bus stop-

"Hey guys" I said trying to breathe.  "Hey Eric" Stan said. Kyle stood there staring ahead . I wondered what he was thinking about. "So.. Kyle.." I said and wiped the sweat from my head. "What." He glanced at me then continued to stare ahead. "Uhhh..." I felt like an idiot. "Your hat looks...really sweet.." Kyle looked at me with an unknown expression on his face. "I wear this hat everyday, fatass" I didn't know what to say. I felt even more weird after another unknown expression from Stan. I yawned and tried to put my arm around kyle, but the bus pulled up. "Get on and shut up!" The bus driver yelled and we all sat down. Kyles never gonna love me... Who would... But my thoughts were desterved. "Hey Eric!" Butters said smiling. I rolled my eyes and stared out the window. "Is there something wrong?"  Butters screamed and Stan and kyle looked over at us. "Shh! Shut up!" I said hitting the side of the bus angrily. "Woah..I'm sorry Eric...I thought you might need some help with kyle." I stopped in my tracks and slowly looked at him. "What?" He smirked and said "I know Eric and I could easily tell everyone your little secret.." I sat there in shock. How did he find out? I just sat there quietly till we got to school. I swear if butters says anything, I'm gonna kick his ass. I walked into Mr.garrisons class and sat down. I layed my head down in my arms. Then I felt hands touch my shoulders. "Dude, are you crying?" The familiar voice said and I turned around, wiping away tears. "What? No!" Kyle looked at me kinda worried. "You sure? You look sick" I thought of a thousand comebacks, but I just kept quiet. During recess, kyle was throwing the football..man he looks so kickass... "Eric!" I heard butters say. I crossed my arms. "So did you tell everyone?" I screamed. He backed up. "N-no....I was never..I..never mind, just listen. I can help you with kyle." I looked at him."how? What's the first thing you know about being gay?" He looked at the ground and played with the snow, beneath his feet. "Butters? Your gay?" I said looking down at his feet. He nodded his head. "Well...OK...so are you gonna help me with kyle or not?"  "What do you mean helping you with me?" Kyle said, scaring the hell out of me. "I..I just..um...we..uh.." I said trembling and shaking. Butters cut me off. "Aren't we doing a project in class. He was asking if I could help."  Butters looked at me and winked. "Oh... Cool." Kyle said walking away. I stared at butters. "Thanks dude." Butters smiled and the bell rang. At lunch, I tried to sit by kyle. "So...kyle. What's been going on?" I said and sat by him. He looked at me mad.,"Stop it. I don't what your doing, or why, but stop. Why are you acting weird?"  Stan jumped in. "Yea, you haven't ripped on kyle for being a Jew in almost a week now." I sat there almost in tears. I know I shouldn't lie, especially to kyle, but...I had to do something. "Kyle...stan..Kenny...I..have canser" they all looked at me stupidly. "No you don't!" Kyle said pointing at me. " yes I do." I said and sighed. For the rest of the day no one spoke to me. When I got home, I begged my mom to make it look like I have cancer. I don't know what she did, but whatever it was the doctor let me have one of the rooms. I sat in the hospital bed, feeling mad at myself because I lied to kyle. I heard a knock on the door and stan and kyle came in. "Holy shit dude! He wasn't lying...." Stan said. Kyle looked at me with caring eyes.  Then I remembered the time I had aids. "So kyle..are you gonna laugh at me this time?" I said. He looked at stan, then back at me. "I..I can't believe it cartman..you have cancer. I'm not gonna laugh."  He stopped my heart. I sat there staring at him with love eyes. "Yea, me neither kyle.."I said and lyed down. "We should probably go..." Stan said walking out. But before kyle left I said "wait kyle! Will you be back?" He smiled. "Yea...I'll be back." And he left. He smiled. He smiled at me! I jumped out of bed and did a little dance. The next day kyle was by my bed when I woke up. He had flowers and a balloon. "Kyle, you shouldn't have." I said blushing. "Uh, no problem." There was a long silence. "Kyle. I just want,to say that I'm sorry for always making fun of you, and doing all those horrible things to you...everyone hates me."I said and started tearing up. He laughed. "Wait, your serious? oh...well I guess its OK...I couldn't think of life without you and me fighting. Its our thing." I blushed even more. "Wow, that's a lot coming from you." I said with tears streaming down my face. "Woah. Uh..don't cry cartman. You fatass." He said and I laughed. "You stupid Jew..." I said with my voice breaking. I leaned in for a hug but he turned away. "I hope you get better. I'll see you later." Kyle said, but before he left I stopped him again. "Kyle!" He turned around. "Yea eric?" Kyle said. "You should wear your hat less often." I said smiling. "Your trying to kill me aren't you? You know people would make fun of me with stupid damn hair like this."  He said. "Who cares about what others think? If you love doing something. Then fucking do it. Don't let others tell you how to live your life." I said kinda pissed off. Kyle looked at me with his eye brows up. "What has cancer done to you?" Then he walked out.  I sat there wishing he would turn around.