"Friends" Forever |Kyle Broflovski x Reader|

Chapter 14

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G-d, why did stupid fucking... actually... non-fucking Alex Hanson have to show up? It's just making everything a thousand-times worse.

I walked to my 2nd class, very very pissed off. I was about to enter my classroom but a hand grabbed my wrist, causing me to look down.

The hold wasn't tight, yet wasn't loose.

I look up to see Kenny smiling, "Hey, Y/n.". "Hi.", I mutter. "I heard someone's in town. Want me to beat him up?", Kenny winked. I laughed, "I wish, but I can't have my bestie going to jail.". "What a shame. The doucebag seems like he needs a good beating.", my friend said, me nodding in return, "So true. But you don't even know him.". "I'd say you have good judgment, so I'm going off what your opinion of him is. That means he's an asshole in my book.", Kenny explained.

I sigh, "He really is. The things he's said... and done... it's....".

How do I explain the many emotions that come up when talking about Alex?

"I'm sure there can't be a single word that describes what you're feeling.", my friend said. "Exactly.", I agree, "He makes me angry, sad, irritable and makes me lash out on people.". "That's me with Cartman.", Kenny said, "He makes fun of me for things I can't control. Like being poor and a ladies man.". "You can control the amount of girls you sleep with.", I say. "But I can't help that they like me!", Kenny defends, "Yet there's one girl I can't get. The one girl that resists me and my ways.". "Your ways and you. Who is it? Maybe I could hook you two up.", I smile.

Before Kenny could answer, the bell rung, Stan running towards us.

He stops right next to me, out of breath.

"I've got to go, I have class with Stan the man, here.", I side hug Stan, who still couldn't respond.

"Yeah... bye, Y/n. Take it easy, Stan. I'll see you in lunch.", Kenny sighed, waved, and walked off with his head down. "See ya!", I call out, letting go of Stan, who I knew was about to complain about me yelling.

"Did you have to scream right in my ear?!", he scoffed. "I wasn't thinking.", I roll my eyes. "It might help you if you do.", Stan spit and I tried to keep a straight face, ultimately failing. "I can't be upset around you, it's impossible.", I laugh, causing a small smile to form on Stan's face. "What can I say, I can't help I'm hilarious.", Stan winks. "Uh-huh.", I say as I pull out my folder, "You also can't help you're obsessed with Wendy". "And you can't help that Kyle, Clyde and Kenny are obsessed with you!", Stan's eyes open and he covers his mouth. "What?", I ask.

He clears his throat, "So, you excited for the double date?". I nodded to Stans question, "Yeah. But I feel like it's still going to be awkward between Kyle and I.". "It was like that with Wendy and I for a bit. Something came up and it kinda threw us off. But we just talked and it made it better. A lot better.", Stan explained. "I mean, Kyle and I talked about it. But, now that it's outed that we're dating and shit, I think that's gonna be a stressor for us. Like- what if our parents don't approve, or, like, his parents think I'm a slut and bad for him-", I take a deep a deep breath, realizing I'm going down a spiral, "I have to get something off my chest.". "Go for it.", Stan smiles. "Lately, I've been wondering what would've happened if I didn't hook up with Kyle. I mean, I'm happy I did, but what would've happened?", I shrug. "Not surprising. I guarantee Kyle might be thinking the same thing.", Stan said.

Ouch... it hurts when someone else thinks it.

"Oh.", I mutter, looking forward, "I wonder what the teachers gonna have us do today.". "Probably something r-tarded.", I could tell Stan rolled his eyes. "Fun.", I repeat his action.