never noticed him (kyle broflovski x reader)

now what?

(Y/N)'s pov:
i woke up in kyle's arms with him spooning me. his warm body was pressed against mine and his small snores made me laugh internally. it felt comforting to have him holding me. i felt so relaxed a smile creeped onto my face. when i looked down i realized i was back in a shirt and shorts although i don't remember changing last night. still groggy, i reached for my phone and looked at the time. it was 10am. fortunately, it was a saturday. unfortunately, i woke up to 10 missed calls from my mother since i forgot to text her last night. i panicked and abruptly shifted onto my elbow as i texted her. kyle woke to this sudden movement and stretched his arms, accidentally hitting me in the face. "oh shit sorry- good morning i guess?" he said with concern and then a smile in his voice. still stressed from texting my mum, i didn't look up from my phone and only responded with a short "hi". even though i was barely touching him, i could feel his demeanor change with my harsh response. it's not that i didn't care, i just felt too distracted to address it in the moment. "i'll make us breakfast." he said getting up. i didn't respond, still drawn into my phone.

Kyle's pov:
"hi" was all she said. she sounded stressed. as cheerfully as possible, i said "i'll make us breakfast." and got up. she didn't respond. i furrowed my brow in concern as i walked out of her room.

oh god, does she regret last night? why isn't she talking to me? did i fuck everything up?

these thoughts consumed me as i walked down the stairs and stretched. i walked into the kitchen and grabbed the pancake mix from the pantry. a few minutes after i started making the batter, (Y/N) came down still sucked into her phone. "how did you sleep?" i asked trying to start a conversation. "fine." she said curtly.

this isn't a good sign.

i started to actually cook the pancakes while she still was entranced in her phone.

(Y/N)'s pov:
my mind imprisoned me into the same loop of thoughts over and over again.

oh my god i slept with him last night. selfishly it
was the best night of my life, but what if bebe finds out? i mean she still likes him. oh my god she's gonna kill me.

my thoughts were interrupted when kyle set a plate of pancakes in front of me. although they smelled amazing, my stomach was in knots about bebe. i have a quick weak smile and picked up my fork. my mind went back to my dilemma.

you're such a slut. bebe is one of your best friends how could you do this to her? you should be ashamed of last night. what are you gonna do?

i stopped chewing my breakfast and my eyes went wide.

oh shit what am i gonna do?

i could tell bebe, but then she'd hate me forever. i could overcompensate by helping her and kyle get together, but then that would hurt me even more. i think i just have to ignore him until my feelings go away and then we can be friends again. i never have to tell bebe and this will all be forgotten about. he shouldn't care too much anyways. this was probably just casual sex to him.

my heart dropped.

this was probably just casual sex. it didn't mean anything to him.

at that thought i had to resist from throwing up all over the table. i got out of my own head a bit when kyle attempted to start another conversation.

kyle's pov:
i sat down next to her with my plate of pancakes and started to eat. swallowing, i attempted once again to start a conversation.

"so, uh, how are you doing today?"

i asked extremely awkwardly. (Y/N) stared out the window with fork in hand. she was frozen like a statue, obviously caught in her own head.

"i'm okay."

oh shit she definitely regrets it.

there wasn't much to work with her one worded answer, but i persisted. "beautiful day today huh?" instead of giving a verbal response, she simply nodded her head slowly, still in her own world. i softly sighed and turned back to my breakfast. almost in a dream like state, she picked up her phone and looked at her notifications. she was almost snapped back into reality as her eyes went wide and she cursed. i furrowed my brow, confused. "are you okay?" i asked. she got up and cleared her still full plate quickly while avoiding all eye contact. i don't think she's looked at me once this whole morning. "yeah, i forgot i have to babysit in 15 minutes. i'm sorry but i have to kick you out."

oh.

i stuttered out a response, trying to act as if i was totally fine. "y-yeah of course. i'll get my stuff." she put her food in the fridge ignoring the hurt in my voice. "perfect, thank you." i sighed sadly and went up to her room to grab my things. now it was my turn to be engulfed in my thoughts.

what have i done? have i fucked this whole thing up? what if she never wants to speak to me again? fuck-

i walked into her room and stuffed my things into a bag. when she briskly walked in, she was brushing her teeth while simultaneously getting ready for the day. she payed little attention to me as she rushed around. i walked by her and down to the front hall. when i got there i stopped. "bye!" i called from the front door in a final effort to connect with (Y/N). "oh yeah bye-" she called back distractedly, not even bothering to come out to the foyer. i sighed once more and left her house in a slump.

the next two weeks i was completely ignored. every time i tried to talk to her she would respond in few word answers and then practically run away. i have no idea why this was happening. any scrap of friendship that we had was thrown out the window when we had sex. i was gutted. ALSO, she literally took my virginity. the girl i'm in love with took my virginity, and then left. was this her plan all along? was she just trying to get laid to take her mind off things?

did this mean nothing to her?

i was going crazy. i had trouble sleeping, i was making silly mistakes in class, and even cartman sensed something was up. i couldn't say anything though as i wanted to still respect her privacy.

by the third week it had started to piss me off. i would see her in the hallways talking with friends and laughing as if nothing had happened. she was having a grand old time without me while i was falling apart without her. i gave up on trying to interact as i knew i would just snap if we talked. this charade kept up until the friday of that third week.

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A/N: i've decided to be known in wattpad as 'hayden' so if you want to address me instead of saying "author" you can call me hayden. it's not my real name but it's my dream name tbh. anyways ily ❤️