Craig's Pov
"Well what I was here for was to tell you that I have to move." I say trying not to make it seem that I'm hurt.
I look up to see his eyes and they are glossy. Tears dripped from his coffee brown eyes. He quickly gets up and runs to his room upstairs.
"TWEEK! TWEEK COME BACK!!...I'm sorry.." I whispered the last part.
This is exactly what I wanted. A laugh escapes from my cracked lips.
I go to run up to check on him, but I hear a notification go off on my phone. I went to check it out.
"One new message from Richie Rich [Token]" It read "Hey man, I heard from Clyde that somethings up. What's going on, and why aren't you telling us?"
Note to self deal with Tweek first. The boys second.
I slip the phone back into my jacket side pocket and head upstairs. I bang on the door to see if he is willing to respond.
"Go away Craig please!" He screamed. I felt weird. I didn't know how to explain it. I felt really shitty. Usually I would just flip him off and move on. Yet I didn't this time. I punched the door, and grabbed the doorknob and opened the door.
"WHA-WHAT THE FUCK CRAIG" He says as he fell off his bed. I didn't care that he was yelling at me for the damage I just did, but I pulled him into a tight hug. I could smell the aroma of the coffee shop on him, since I was so close. "I am truly sorry, Honey"
His face turned a tinted pink. "Y-you can't just say that." "What makes that?" "Well that is just weird, beca-because we are friends" "Right." I let him out of my grasp.
My god why does he have to look cute being flustered, yet he basically just rejected me. I need to get my fucking feelings in line. With whatever the hell just happened I didn't even tell him the rest of why I'm leaving. This can be dealt with later. I flip him off and leave. While Tweek is sitting there with a confused expression.
Tweek's Pov
I hear my door being closed and I put my hands on my cheeks.
Why do they feel so hot? AM I SICK?! "If I'm sick that means going to the hospital.Then bills.Then DEATH. I DON'T WANT TO DIE, I'M JUST A KID!"
I rushed to the bathroom and wet a towel. I put it on my forehead in hopes I don't have a fever.
"AH THAT'S COLD!" I give it a few seconds until it feels better. I don't feel any different though. What is this warm feeling? This couldn't be the feeling I'm thinking of is it?
To be continued~
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