Meant To Be (STAN X KYLE)

Avoiding

KYLES POV:
I feel as Stan is starting to slip away from me, he hasn't been talking to me lately and I feel like something bad has happened between us- but I don't know what. Did I do something wrong? I lay awake on my bed anxiously looking at the clock on my wall waiting for the next day so I can talk to Stan. I feel myself beginning to sob, I tried to push the thoughts away but it wouldn't happen. I cant get him out my mind.
I quickly arise from my bed, to make him a letter. I pick up a pencil and paper and begin writing:

To Stan,
I don't know what I did wrong or said wrong, but I'm sorry. I love you.
Kyle
I quickly scribble out the "I love you" bit, I don't know why I put that, I fold the letter and slip it inside an envelope for tomorrow.
THE NEXT MORNING
I rubbed away my tired eyes, I had only slept for 3 hours last night, I let myself get out of bed. Changing out my pyjamas, into my usual clothes; I forgot it was Monday, I had to take Ike to school. Ike was waiting for me downstairs with his blue backpack, eating cereal.
"Ike, is that my cereal?" I ask,
He shrugs and gets up from the chair to hold my hand, I walk Ike out the door to school which is around the corner then leave to go to the bus stop. Kenny, Cartman and Stan are there, I could feel them looking at me. Except from Stan of course, I awkwardly just wanted some sort of attention from him Kenny looks at me then back at Stan. We are both equally concerned except from Cartman, he couldn't give a flying fuck. The bus shortly arrived and we all hopped onto the bus, I'm sat at the back, next to Kenny. Stan is at the front of the bus, which is unusual considering he usually sits near us. Kenny nudges my arm and tells me to look past the seats where Stan was sat, I couldn't feel the energy to look anymore. It was like we were strangers again, I hated seeing him like this, I loved this boy. Wait, shit I just admitted it again. I rest my head on the window, I couldn't help but remember the bus situation from a few days ago- I wanted to do it again, for some reason. Well I keep getting my hopes up just for this, this is clearly my fate. I wanted to hold his hand, I wanted to urgently tell him that he is the best thing in my life and nothing should stop him, and that- well, that I love him. The bus arrives at school and we all get off, Stan is walking weird. I think he drank again, for fuck sakes. He wont stop, I have to give him the letter now or never. I rush towards his locker, opening it; I slide the letter into his locker and proceed to close it, but Stan is stood right behind me. Except, he doesn't do anything. He doesn't even look at me in fact, what if he found out I had a crush on him and now he's just, well ghosting me? My life couldn't really get any worse could it? This bullshit happens. I rush away, looking behind the corner as Stan opens his locker. He finds the letter and opens it, he looks behind him. I see slight guilt in his eyes, what if he read it wrong? Im goddamn screwed. Fuck it, I go around the corner and drag him into the janitor's closet, slamming the door behind us. I slump down sitting on the floor, he does too.
"Fuck, ugh Stan. Why are you ignoring me? What did I do?"
"Well, you are just keeping secrets from me, I dont like it Kyle. Im meant to be your go-to I thought we shared each other everything Kyle...Even our darkest secrets, I've told you everything I have been hiding my whole life, but you won't.. Kyle, it's not fair." He says.
I get really sensitive over things like this, I can't bring myself to speak. Instead I just cry. Right there, in front of Stan. I wipe my eyes quickly, did I make him feel guilty. Goddamn it. I shuffle myself towards Stan and hug him, I hug him tightly. I feel his warm embrace as he hugs me back,
"I'm sorry Kyle, I'm sorry." He says.
Shit, I didn't mean to hug him. It's too late now, plus I love it when he does this. I feel the warm and fuzzy feelings build up again,
"Can you tell me what you were saying to Kenny though..?" He says mumbling.
"Ugh, it's just that Ike is growing up quickly. He's been hiding things from me." I mean, it was true. I just couldn't tell him, not yet atleast. I am however going to do it this week.. Friday hopefully....
I can't find myself letting go of Stan at this point, this is just everything I want. He is everything I want, Stan, in my arms.