show me you love me // STYLE SOUTH PARK FANFIC

chapter 10 - ready to talk about it?

//THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A WATTPAD STORY SO PLEASE BE NICE TO ME!!// SWEARING AND CRUDE LANGUAGE WARNING//

//FRIDAY//A WEEK AFTER CLYDES PARTY// AFTER SCHOOL/

KYLES POV:

i've haven't been sleeping well ever since that night. i mean cmon, i just fucking made out with my best friend, how the fuck am i supposed to not go crazy? i've been trying to avoid Stan every since that night and it's not going well. he sits next to me in all the classes that we have together and we even have a group project together! this shit sucks. and you know it doesn't make anything when Cartmans runs his fatass mouth all the time; telling everyone me and Stan are gay for each other. i'm surprised nobody had told Stan about that night or that Stan had caught on to what happened. Stan's heading to my house around 6pm so we can work to finish our english homework and to get a start on the history project we were assigned. i'm still feeling highly anxious about Stan coming over since, you know, we haven't been talking all that much, but i'm just really worried he'll find out about what happened that night. i'm paranoid as fuck.

STANS POV:

i open my contacts on my phone and scroll all the way down to the bottom and see the contact, 'WENDY❤️'. i text her.

ME: "hey wendy, wanna talk abt that now or maybe sometime this week..?"

after a minute or two i get a respond back from her.

WENDY❤️: "uhm. sure, i have some time now so like, would you like to talk about it over the phone, text, irl, or..?

ME: "i don't mind how we talk about it, we just have to talk abt it. to clear everything up."

WENDY❤️: "i think that if we talk to each other face to face, it would be best for us. it would make the both us feel better and will maybe help each other be more understanding."

ME: "yeah, great, uhhhh do u mind if i come to your house right now? i have to go to Kyle's house at 6 so it gives us an hour and a half to talk about it."

WENDY❤️: "sure, i'll see you soon then, yeah?"

ME: "yeah, cya soon"

i turned off my phone and gave a heavy sigh. i'm surprised she hadn't blocked my number when we broke up. i guess we both didn't wanna face the fact that we had actually broken up. i mean, since we were 8, we both had major crushes on each other and we dated throughout the most of middle school. but before we had officially broken up, me and Wendy have been on and off dating. i guess it was just time for us to face it; our relationship wasn't gonna last forever.

i look back at my phone to check the time. my phone screen lights up my face and flashes me with the time, 4:38pm. i guess i've just been sitting here thinking for about 10 minutes huh.

i better get ready.

i put on a pair of shorts, a clean shirt and my brown jacket and quickly head downstairs with my school bag in hand. i rush to the front door, trying to make sure i don't alert my mom, but i failure miserably when she turns around to see my struggling to put my shoes on.

Sharon: "where you going Stanley?"
Stan: "I'm heading to Kyle's house to study, remember?"
Sharon: "you told me that you were gonna leave at 5:30, why are you leaving an hour early?"

I look back at my mom nervously and try to laugh it off whilst i come up with a lame excuse.

Stan: "ohhh i'm uhhh... i'm gonna get me and Kyle some snacks from the convenience store, you know, gotta make sure we have enough energy to work to the best of our ability, haha..."

She looks at me with a blank expression before sighing.

Sharon: "alright Stanley, just make sure back by supper tomorrow night, you know what your father's like when you don't get back home in time."
Stan: "yep! i know!! see ya tomorrow!"

I smile and rush myself out the door.

Sharon: "I love you Stan!"

I turn back just before i close the door and yell back;

Stan: "i love you too mom!"

I finally shut the front door and left out a relieved sigh, i hope it wasn't too obvious that i was lying; well, half lying. i guess it was best if i got snacks just incase we do get hungry. i make my way down the pavement of my house and rush all the way to the convenience store. i pay for all the snacks i had chosen and make my way to Wendy's house. once i arrive outside her house, i slowly walk up to her door, observing her parents garden. the hedges have been trimmed and look perfect. the flowers leading up to the front door are all the same colour, beautiful with no weeds in sight. i finally make myself to the front of her door. i hesitate before i finally knock in her door. after a few seconds i can hear Wendy screaming that she'll be at the door soon. i stand there for a bit waiting patiently, biting my lips anxiously. Wendy unlocks and opens the front door and stares at me as she does so. i give a glare back, forcing myself to give a timid smile at her. she's wearing that same pink beret, a purple cardigan and a pair of black leggings. we both share a awkward moment before she interrupts the silence by greeting me and welcoming me into her home.

Wendy: "well uh, welcome to my place Stan... i guess it's been a while, huh?.."
Stan: "yeah, definitely."

I walk inside her house, entering her living room. the area is tidy and has very nice furnishings, with some of Wendy's family photos up on the wall. i observe the photos before looking back at Wendy, still holding the door open, gazing at me.

Wendy: "would you uh.. want anything to drink or eat..?"

i abruptly avoid eye contact from her and shake my head, slightly looking down as i do so. she nods and quickly turns back to the door, locks it, and heads upstairs. i follow her, making my way to her room. she sits down on her bed, leaving me a space to sit down beside her. i place my bag near the entrance of her bedroom door and i sit next to her. again, there's nothing but silence and awkwardness between us. i feel real fucking nervous. i mean, who wouldn't in a situation like this? i bet Wendy feels the same way is me right now. i open my mouth to say something but i pause and keep my mouth shut. after another minute of just sitting in silence, she gives a tired sigh and turns to me with a serious look on her face. i notice and slowly look back at her, trying my best to keep eye contact with her.

Wendy: "we ready? ready to talk about it..?"

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