Meant To Be (STAN X KYLE)

Tears of Humiliation

Slamming the stall door behind me, I sat, knees to chest, head down. I felt steamy tears pour down my face, I knew I was ugly, but now people expressed it. My bottom lip quivered, this is all Cartman's fault. I should of never of came to school, I knew this would happen how could I be so dumb? I just want to scream all the humiliation away. People don't forget about things like this. It'll probably go publicly on the internet. Then I'll just have to lock myself in my room forever. I clenched my hair in my fists, I just want to get rid of it so badly. I want to be an ordinary person. But I can't just fit myself into society.
The door gently opened, I recognised the voice:
"Hello? Kyle are you in here?"
It was Stan, he must've been sent to look for me after I didn't arrive to class.
"Kyle I know your in here, I hear you.." He muttered,
Shit, he knows I'm in here. I slowly unlocked the stall reluctantly, he sat beside me and pulled me closer towards him, his arm wrapped around my shoulder in a tight grip.
"Now, tell me whats wrong." He whispered,
"Nothing is wrong with me Stan." I murmur, but he doesn't hear.
"What?" He asked
"N-Nothing." I muttered, but it was quite obvious I wasnt okay.
STANS POV:
I pulled closer to me, his head leaning on my shoulder. I rubbed his back, attempting to comfort him, I loved his beautiful red locks, but he didn't, he was never really confident in hiself generally.
"Please, Kyle tell me." I whispered,
"Ugh, it's just.. My hair. Everyone makes fun of me for it, did you see the looks people gave me walking into school?" He said, gazing into my eyes. Another thing I loved about Kyle: his eyes, they are a beautiful emerald-green, I could look at them all day, what am I saying! I have a girlfriend, stop.
"I just don't get why I get to be so unlucky, this so-called God, dosent do shit! Whenever I pray, I get shit in return. I hate my fucking life." he muttered.
I could see more tears form in his eyes, I quickly handed him a napkin, and gently wiped his tears before stuffing the tissue into his coat pocket, giving me a slight smile, I could tell he felt a bit better.
"Come on Kyle, lets go, you can borrow my hat for now, if you erm- want." I said, giving him a warm smile.
I took my hat off, before placing it onto his. Kyle looked up and smiled back at me.
"T-Thank you Stan, you know you'll always be my Super BestFriend, right?-" he said, pulling me into a hug. I hugged him back, I guess this is his way of saying thank you. I soon pulled away from the hug,
"Lets go back to class now, and if our teacher tells you off. I'll handle it." I smiled.
"Seriously Stan. Thank you." He replied.

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