bad impression P.T 2

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Kyle pov-

  I just got done looking everywhere in the school and still couldn't find Y/n. I felt like giving up but, I couldn't. I remembered one place where everybody goes to so no other gender go in. The BATHROOMS. That's the one place I haven't looked. I started to head to the girls bathroom, once I got to the girls bathroom I headed in. I didn't care if I wasn't aloud to.

  I heard quite sobbing in the last stall far on the right. I headed their and knocked on the stall door.

(Y/n)- "G-go away."

(Kyle)- "Y/n it's me... Kyle can you come out?"

  It was silent and and it sounded like she stopped crying.

(Kyle)- "Please?"

   After I said that she came out. When she did I didn't like how her eyes were all puffy and red, her hair a mess, and she looked sad. She just looked down and she didn't even look at me.

   I went up to her and gave her a hug. She was startled for a minute but then she hugged back. I could smell her sent. She smelled good she smelt like
f/s/s (favorite skin sent). After a while of hugging we broke apart. She wiped the last of her tears and smiled. I smiled back then frowned.

(Kyle)- "why did you cry about that?"

   She hesitant and started to talk.

(Y/n)- "before I moved here I use to be bullied at my old school Red Centric Highschool. They use to say the exact same thing what Cartman said. That's one of my biggest fears of being alone to be honest...I know that's stupid but that's true. My ex boyfriend even abused me mentally and physically. So yeah sorry."

   After I heard that I was shocked I hugged her and I felt really bad. I mean who would do that to this perfect girl. *If I do see them I will make them pay.* I thought to myself.

   After we broke apart from the hug we walked out of the bathroom, smiling and talking to each other. We realized that class began 10 minutes ago so we just dicided to skip. We went outside to sharks pond and chilled.

   We talked about random stuff. She told me about her old town she lived in, some were funny, happy, upsetting, and sad. She and I had different expressions every category.

★★★★★★★time skip★★★★★★★

   After a while of sitting and talking we didn't realize that school was about over. I checked the time on my phone and saw it was almost 3:00. I sighed I really didn't want this to end but she might have to go home. She noticed my sigh and asked.

(Y/n)- "what's wrong Kyle?"

(Kyle)- "well it's almost 3:00 and I didn't want this to end but we both might have to be home.."

(Y/n)- "well we can always hang out say maybe this weekend you and the guys and hang out at my house...maybe even a sleepover."

  I looked at her I smiled.

(Kyle)- "sound cool I bet me and the guys would love too but....I don't even know where you live.."

(Y/n)- "right....well I could show you my house if you like?"

   I smiled and nodded. *I wonder what her house looks like.* I questioned to myself. She stood up and offered her my hand and I gladly took it. I checked the time and saw it was 3:11, I put the phone back in my pocket and we started to walk towards her house.

   After a while of talking she stopped and I stopped too. She looked at me.

(Y/n)- "close your eyes~"

(Kyle)- "why?"

(Y/n)- "because I said so please.

   She gave me puppy eyes and I just couldn't resist so I closed my eyes. I felt something grab my hands and realized it was Y/N HOLDING MY HAND! I started to blush and I felt her pull me. We soon stoped walking.

(Y/n)- "okay and...OPEN!"

   I slowly opened my eyes and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was seeing a huge ass mansion.

(Kyle)- "holy shit...YOU LIVE IN A MANSION!!"

   She nodded and smiled. She took my phone and was typing.

(Y/n)- "here's my number and..."

   She took a picture of the mansion.

(Y/n)- "and too invite your friends over to see what their going to be sleeping in."

   I blushed and she waved and said goodbye. And I waved back and started to head home. *I'm a lucky guy*I thought to myself.

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