to the stars | style

4

"What was that about?" I ask. Kyle looks at Kenny, me, then back the way Wendy was walking. He watches as she sits back down with Bebe, Heidi, and Red.

"It was...uh...nothing important." Says Kyle, sounding off. I know he's lying. Me and Kenny share a glance and nod, obviously thinking the same thing.

"Kyle you can talk to us," I tell him. Kyle looks down at his barely touched food.

I look at him with worry in my eyes and say, "Kyle, you're my best friend, you can tell me, us, what's going on,"

He continues to stare and starts playing with us fingers under the table. "Kyle," Kenny says. It looks like Kyles about to cry, I don't want to see him cry. "Are you oka-?" Kenny got cut off my Kyle slamming his hands on the table, which causes both me and Kenny to jump from the sudden action.

"IM FINE OKAY?" Kyle screams. Butters pops up out of no where, and asks us if everything is okay. Kyle looks down and quickly walks out of the diner, gently pushes Butters out of the way, and to my car. But something that I didn't expect to see was Heidi Turner getting up and following Kyle.

Me, Butters, and Kenny watch as Heidi jogs up to my car, knocks on the window and Kyle rolls it down.

We all look at each other in confusion. It was really weird because Heidi told me, Kyle, and Kenny to never talk to her again after her and Cartman broke up in the 4th grade.

But the real question for me is, why do I feel jealous. Why do I wish that it was me talking to him, comforting him, and making him feel better after he just technically broke down in front of me.

"Stan?"

I shouldn't feel like this.

"Fella?"

Why do I love him so much?

"STAN!"

I snap out of my trance with Kenny throwing a handful of Kyles fry's at me. "We should probably go, Kyle probably wants to leave since he got in the car and Heidi's walking back right now."

I quickly nod, "yeah, okay." I get up and start walking to the exit, the food was already paid for so I didn't have to worry about that.

I slip into the drivers seat next to Kyle who's staring out the windshield. "I'm sorry for pressuring you back there, I didn't mean too."

"It's fine, what Wendy said really wasn't anything that bad, it was just something she somehow found about me, I mostly only started getting irritated because I don't really like people asking me if I'm okay, it just annoys me I guess." Kyle laughs, sniffles, and wipes his eyes dry.

"I get it, I think," We look at each other and I smile. When he smiles back I feel a wave of electricity and warmness go though me. "I love you, dude."

"I love you too, Stan."

..

"Also, why was Heidi talking to you?" I ask, but before he can answer Kenny swings the door open. Apparently butters' shift was over because we was running to catch up to Kenny. Kenny jumps in then butters follows behind.

"I fucking hate you, you made me stay in there to clean up all of you're shit." Kenny angrily says. Butters leans his head on Kenny's shoulder and almost immediately falls asleep. I guess that calmed him down because he looked at him then stopped talking.

"I'll tell you later," Kyle says.

"Also butters is staying at your house with us tonight."

-

"Oh em gee, was the Jew crying?" Cartman had his jaw wide open with a slight smirk.

Kyle crossed his arms, "Why are you still at my house?" Cartman was sitting on Kyle front steps, Kyle standing in front of him with me, Kenny, and butters behind him. "And why are you sitting on my front porch?"