The secret town of South Park: What Is He?(tweekxcraig)

Friction

Tweeks POV

No one has ever done something like that for me I don't know what to say.

I owe him big time, nothing could compensate for that thought. He showed himself, the worst side of himself for me. I'm basically a stranger and yet I don't feel like one. It feels like I've known him forever and I could never be without him.

I've never had a friend before and now I have the bestest friend I could ever ask for...

Wait are we friends? Did I forget to ask? It it weird if I ask? Is frienship obvious??? GAHHHH.

"C-craig..."

"Yeah"

"W-we're f-friends right."

Craig chuckles.

"Tweek, of course we are friends, I've only just met you today and I don't think anyone could understand me more."

I smile feeling my face burn up.

"I-I've never had a friend before. I might mess up."
I admit.

"How could you possibly mess up. Your the sweetest person I've ever met"

I blush at his kind words.

"I guess I just w-what if WHAT IF I MAKE YOU CRY OR SOMETHING GAHHHH"

"Tweek calm down. Do I look like someone who cries. I literally have 0 emotions" he smiles.

"You don't have 0 emotion C-Craig."

"Oh really? Last I checked im a vampire. I have no feelings, no remorse, I feel bad about nothing, I'm a complete and total assho-"

"No your not. You've been so nice to me, and I think your more emotional than you thing"

He chuckles.

"No I'm less emotional than you think."

"Hmmm we'll see."

He smiles at me and I smile back, I have a friend.

*the next day*

Craigs POV

I can't stop thinking about last night. Wow.
Tweek, he's something. He's so different I love it.
I hope he likes me, I mean maybe I scared him a little but I don't think I did...
I hope I didn't.

He's so pretty, more than pretty beautiful! MORE THAN BEAUTIFUL...

"Craig" Clyde snaps me out of my thoughts like the douche bag he is.

"What do you want Turd brain"

"Wow so original" he rolls his eyes at me.

"We'll what is it."

"You've got...emotion."

"What? No way dude I have none" I state.

"We'll today you kinda do. You have Hm. You seen a girl recently or something"
I shake my head instantaneously.

"No no no no way man. Relationships are too complicated for me."

"Well somethings got your insides blushing"

"No."

"Yes." He retorts.

"Nope."

He huffs.

I have no emotions and definitely not any like that...

I hate this class. Tweek isn't in it because well this class is for dumb people he's too smart for it.

We're in, uh what class am I in again...

I look at the board, ah yes maths. No wonder I forgot. Maths is the worst thing in the world, the only maths I use is to count how many litres of blood I drink a day. Sometimes not even that.

Maths isn't necessary for me at all I wish they made classes for certain types of people. Vampires in one other people in others. Mostly because if there was a vampire one I'd practically be the only one in it.

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Class ends after what feels like an eternity. Clyde keeps asking stupid questions about Tweek and I just kind of ignore him after a while. I don't want Clyde to know a whole lot about him. I don't want anyone to, I wanna be the only one.
It's selfish I know but... I can't explain it I want to be the only one to know about him.

I spot him by his locker putting books away. I smile to myself. Clyde seems to have disappeared anyway. I sneak up behind Tweek grinning. I place my hand on the locker next to his go make him aware of my presence. He jumps.

"GAH- CRAIG?"

"Heh scared of me"

"N-no, just AGH IM NOT GREAT WITH SURPRISE APPEARANCES."

I hum thinking that maybe he was just a little bit scared.

"You okay Tweek. You seem a little bit... Hm I don't know... Off today."

"We'll I just- I- I.."

"Any reason for you being more jumpy?"

"M-my parents. They know about you".

"Oh shit- do they know that-"

"No, no they don't know you're a vampire they didn't pick up on that but I'm scared they'll figure it out". He seems to be physically shaking.

"Let's go somewhere a little more private to talk." He nods as I lead him to my favourite spot in school. The Deserted art block.

You can still come in here whenever you want to do your thing but there is no art teacher and to be honest no one comes here anymore. No one was ever really that into art in the first place. Only me.
So I've sorta made this my little den, blood on the walls, scratch marks, it looks deadly. I don't want anybody coming in here and ruining my work so the whole vibe of the place is their warning to stay away.

"So what happened?"

He take a deep breathe.

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