Sick [Style]

Ch.2

Stan's pov

I definitely like him I mean he is absolutely perfect and he's a smart ass to but in a good way, I 100% like him but I've just been to blind to realize it, but was I just gonna tell him? Fuck no! if I tell him he's gonna be weirded out buy it and our friendship would be over.

"Stan? Stan? Dude answer me!" Kyle waved his hand in front of my face, "y-yeah!" I said snapping back to reality, "were you even listening to what I said?" Kyle asked, "no, no I was not" I smirked, "son of a bitch" Kyle giggled, my face flushed a light pink, "uhm, I have to use the bathroom" I quickly stood up and walked to the bathroom then I quietly shut the door behind me.

I stared at my pale face seeing a light pink spread across it, why does this have to happen to me!? I looked back at the door contemplating whether or not I should go talk to Kyle, I looked back at the mirror and slowly reached for the sink tap turning it on not breaking contact with myself before looking down at my now wet hands and rinsing my warm face.

I looked back up at myself noticing the pink on my face was now gone I grabbed a nearby towel and wiped my face dry, finally I walked into the hallway and took a deep breath before entering my room again.

I looked down at Kyle seeing him scrolling on his phone, he looked up at me after hearing the door, "what took you so long?" Kyle stood up, "shut up" I smirked, "Anyway, wanna go get like ice-cream or something?" He asked, "dude we aren't ten anymore" I walked over to my bed, "I'll take that as a yes!" Kyle dragged my arms to the door, "Fuck off dude" I Chuckled, "never!" Kyle exclaimed as he pulled me out of my room, "gay wads" both me and Kyle looked over to see Shelley, she crossed her arms, "Shelley, can we be left alone for five fucking minutes?" I glared at her.

"Jeez, you still such a turd!" She shouted then walked away angrily, "this does honestly look pretty gay" Kyle slowly took a step back, I nodded, "let's just go" I followed Kyle downstairs and then we started to leave the house.

We were on a crosswalk heading to an ice-cream parlor when I realized something, "shit dude, I forgot my wallet" I said, "that's fine, you just won't get any ice-cream" Kyle giggled softly, I giggled back my face turning a little red, "kidding, I'll pay for you" Kyle looked at me once we finished crossing, "won't I owe you some money?" I asked, "no it's fine, but don't think this is happening again" Kyle responded.

We walked inside ordered our ice-cream and then sat down at a booth inside the parlor, we were silent for most of the time but Kyle finished before me he broke the silence hopefully not expecting me to respond to anything.

Once I finished me and Kyle both left and started to head back to my house and we made it back just in time for dinner, "I guess that's my queue to leave" said Kyle, "what? No way! You're gonna have dinner with us!" I pulled Kyle by his arm over to the table.

I forced Kyle to sit in one of the chairs next to me, but honestly looking back at that moment I did kind of realize how awkward it must have been to just sit there with no reason behind it other than, 'oh well, Stan just forcefully told me to sit at this table and made me eat dinner here without my parents permission' y'know, that's pretty fucking awkward.

However, my parents were pretty cool around him and I literally just mean parents because Shelley was pissed off, she can hardly even eat dinner without Kyle before she finds a way to get me in trouble, but now it's even worse!