secrets (stan x kyle)

chapter 1: he's finally backhome

STAN'S POV:
I'm so exited to finally see Kyle he's been gone all summer at his stupid creative writing and science summer camp. So I haven't seen him all summer long thank God he's coming back I had to beg Kenny to come to the bus stop with me, he can't wait long though because he has to pick up butters from summer school. Kenny's been all over butters ever since they started dating earlier this summer.
To be completely honest I wasn't all that surprised when Kenny came out as bisexual last school year in 8th grade and butters never really came out all of us just kind of already knew he was gay after Cartman put his dick in butters mouth even though Cartman was the "gay" one in that situation.
And me on the other hand even though practically our whole friend group is gay they don't know I'm gay that's why Wendy don't know the real reason why I broke up with her after Kyle left for camp...no one at all knows really, because no one knows I'm gay but not just for any one.for my super best friend Kyle Broflovski.
The reason I think I'm in love with Kyle is because of the way I feel around him, I just feel so quezie when I'm around him it feels like the whole world is flowing away it feels like where the only people left in the whole world. Wendy is still trying to make me jealous by dating tokin I-I mean tolkin but honestly I couldn't give less of a fuck who she dates. It's really hard especially because I've liked him since the 4th grade and still no one knows and where in the 9th grade now I've learned to suppress my feelings twords him for him but its really hard to do that when Kyle was the only willing person to help me though my alcohol addiction and thanks to Kyle I'm sober now but I'll admit it was harder I would cry my self to sleep every night I don't do that as much no more unless "you belong with me" by Taylor swift comes on then I just start balling like a little bitch but for the most part I've came to acceptance that he will never like me.
I take a deep breath and look up from the concrete I was staring at, I see the bus coming "finally" I think to myself.
I couldn't help but smile when Kyle comes off the bus I ran up to him and gave him the biggest hug ever almost knocking him down "hay dude I missed you too, but calm your ass down "okay okay sorry" I put my hands up to my shoulders sarcasticly. Kyle smiles at me. The warm welcomeing smile he always gives me oh I'm so lucky to have him I think to myself. Shit Stan snap out of it he's your super best friend nothing more then that and he likes Bebe anyways. Kyle looks up at me he probably saw me loseing my mind over my thoughts "hay Stan you okay? " he puts his hand warm mitten covered hand on my shoulder. Y-Yeah I'm fine I  stutter just lost in my thoughts is all I laugh the awkwardness off  what are you thinking about that's making you blush? Kyle says pokeing fun at me. Nothing that concerns you wooow you can even tell you best friend he puts his hand on top of mine I pull my hand away quick. Kenny much have been watching because he grabbed us by our collar and reminded us it was getting late and we needed to get home we only have 3 weeks left of summer left after all
Okay okay Kenny where going we all walk home my house is the ferthest so I'm the last one to get home I walk in my hose my stupid fuckin dad is passed out in front of the tv again and moms probably with some guy or something like that Shelly's not here either ugh with her dumbass radio head listening boyfriend. I walk up to my room and pull out a book I've had since the 4th grade about my feelings for Kyle I write them down because I can't tell no one else it's easier to write it down then speak about it anyways. I'm not as good as Kyle when it comes to writing but okay it's about My feelings and it makes sense to me. I go over the many pages of all my writing about him in it. I mean how can someone not be in live with him his red soft curly hair and his soft pale skin his rosy cheeks because of the cold the way he sinks into his jacket when he's cold I mean how can one not love him. I can go on and on about how much I love that boy but it'll take to long I put the book back under my bed and try to sleep but he's all I can think about. Finally I went to sleep