Why Do I Love You so Much(Style South Park)

Honey Chapstick

   Conan's new single IS SOO😍😍😍😍😍I LOVE IT SO MUCH. BUT WHAT I HAVE PLANED DOESNT WORK WITH THE SONG😭😭. SO JUST LISTEN TO THIS BEAUTIFUL SONG!

     "It's ok," I whisper back. I can tell Kyle is smiling. I'm also sad, I don't want to forget about the kiss. His soft lips against mine were like 2 puzzle pieces together. He pulls away and looks at me smiling softly. Kyles one of the people who you can never tell what they're thinking, "I'm skipping this period."

    Kyle? Skipping? "Really?"

   He nods and walks away. What? I run up to him, "Well I wanna come," I say.

   Kyle shrugs, "Ok."

   The fuck is going on. He never acts like this. First he was just about to cry, then he was sentimental almost? Now he's careless. Mabye somehow this is a different Kyle from a different universe. Or Kathlyn Kennedy got to him. But he's not a chick, gay (I think) and definitely not lame. Whatever this would be the one good thing Kathlyn Kennedy remade. I follow Kyle out of school and to his car, "Where are we going?" 

        "I don't know," Kyle admits, "I just kinda wanted to sit in my car," he laughs. I roll my eyes playfully. He's gripping the steering wheel and looking into the parking lot. I'm in that trance thing again, unable to tear my eyes away from the beautiful human beside me. He noticed me staring and looked at me. His green eyes met my blue eyes. Without knowing I leaned closer and so did he. My heart is beating fast as we come closer to eachother. I close my eyes and our lips meet. My hand goes to his. His lips are softer than a cloud and taste like honey chapstick. I lick his lip and he opens his mouth. Our tongues dance with eachother. He pulls away. I open my eyes. He sighs, "We can't keep doing this to eachother Stan," he breathes his face inches from mine.

     He's right we can't keep kissing eachother like this. It will make our friendship harder, "I know, but it's fun kissing you," I admit. He smiles, "It's fun kissing you too."

     I should tell him how I've been feeling, but I don't know if I'm ready. It's stupid, I've kissed him 2 times. But I don't know if I'm ready to be something with him, even though I desperately want to. I sit up, so does he. I look down am hands I'll tell him. But I'll also say I'm not ready, "Kyle, I Like you," I Look at him his eyes are shimmering, "But I'm not ready to be something," the shimmer dies. But he smiles, it more of a forced sickly sweet smile, "I get that," he says, "That's fine."

   I don't think he means it. We should get back inside, "We should go inside," Kyle says sadly. I nod and get out.I smile because I can still taste the honey.