srong hearts [kyman, cutters, style,]

abandoned

Kyles POV ~

Cartman and I stood by the store, waiting in line for the new zombie video game. Cartman held the money.

"Cartman." I said rubing the back of my neck. He looked at me. "What, Jew." He said harshly and I clenched my fist. "Why is it every time I talk to you, you have to,rip on me for being Jew, a ginger, or from jersey! Do you know how many times I have saved your fatass! Everyday you make fun of me and say you hate me! As if you would even care about my feelings...." I said to him with a blood red face, then I added quickly and quietly, "about you"

He stared at me, amazed. "Damn kyle. You stupid greedy ass hole! You know how many times I have saved YOUR ass!? And you make fun of me by calling me fat! You stupid Jew!" He crossed his arms. "I-im sorry for calling you fat, eric." I said as nice as possible. He faked gagged. "Don't ever call me Eric... Your not butters..." He blushed at the name. Does he...like butters?

I put my hand on his shoulder. "Sorry.. Wanna come to my house after this and play our video games." I asked and he shot me a dirty look. "As if.." And he walked away. It started to pour.

I stood there, feeling abandoned in the soaking wet rain.

Cartmans POV ~

I walked away from that stupid Jew. I left him there. I feel guilty but I will feel better once I go to butters house. "Butters!" I screamed and hugged his little neck. "You look so adorable!" I pet his blond hair. He had a hello Kitty shirt on. I blushed. I love cats, so it was ironic.

He smiled back at me and invited me in.

I walked in happily, and sat on his couch. "So Eric, you wanna watch my little pony?" Butters asked me. I tried not to laugh, I didn't want to hurt his feelings. "Sure. Why don't we go to the mall and buy pretty dresses while were at it." I said giggling. He looked at me. "That's gay." He said and grabbed the remote. My face went crimson red at the gay comment. "You..you against gays?" I asked twittilng my tumbs.

Butters turned the TV on my little pony and sat by me. "N-not really, but if I was gay, my dad would ground me for the rest of my life!" I shook my head. "I'll kill that dip shit." I said crossing my arms. "You'll what?" He asked staring at the TV. I looked at butters from head to toe. He noticed. "Is something wrong?" He asked. I shook my head. "Not a thing. Perfect and flawless." I said and sat closer to him.

Butters POV ~

I think eric called me perfect and flawless. I blushed and hid my face. "No I'm not.." I said. He was shocked. "Wow, you really understood that?" He said surprised. "Well, I'm not an idiot." I said and relaxed on my sofa. I heard a knock on the door an answered. It was Stan and kyle. "Where is that fat ass!?" Stan screamed and pushed me aside. I didn't know what was going on. I just sat and watched TV.

Stans POV ~

I ran to cartman with kyle following behind me soaked in rain. "You son of a bitch!" I yelled and he glanced over at kyle. "What?" He said acting as if he didn't know. "You left kyle out there in the rain! All alone!" I said and pointed at kyle. Eric stared at him. Kyle was dripping wet from the freezing rain out side.

"If it wasn't for me, he would have emonia!" (Sorry I can't spell :p)

"So? Jews deserve emonia." Cartman said and lay on butters couch, making himself at home.

Kyles POV ~

I stood there silent as Stan cursed Cartman out. I looked at the ground shyly. Butters had a hard time sitting on the couch, because cartman took up room, so cartman lay his head on butters lap causing me to blush hard. "Can I say anything about this?" I said looking up at stan. Stan nodded. "Look, cartman, just apologize and we will leave you alone." I said and took my soaked hat off, reveling my big red curls.

Cartmans POV ~

I blushed at kyles red curls. "I'm sorry, you stupid ginger." I said and laughed. Butters looked at me harshly. "Now that wasn't very nice eric." He said. I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry." I said and looked at kyle. "Thank you." He said and began to walk out. Stan faced me. "Don't you ever ditch kyle again!" He said and slammed butters door behind them. "I said I'm sorry, Jesus Christ.... Butters, I think I'll be going home..." I told him. "Ok..." He said and continued watching my little pony. Sometimes I think... If butters dad wasn't the way he was, would butters really be gay? My thoughts started to flow as I left butters house and headed for the game stop. I felt bad about kyle, so I decided to bring him a game and hang with him for a while.

I might not hate him as much as I think I do, but I know he hates me.

[Part two, coming soon]

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