show me you love me // STYLE SOUTH PARK FANFIC

chapter 14 - my heart beating fast

(some context i didn't mention : gerald (kyle's dad) and ike are on a trip together outside the state because ike is doing a special education program or something like that so it's just sheila (kyle's mom) and kyle.)

KYLES POV

the bright light from peaking through the curtains forces me to rub my eyes and wake up. what time even is it..? i look around my room and see my phone on the ground. i lazily pick it up from where i'm laying and check the time. 10:48AM?! how long was i sleeping for..? why was i even.. suddenly a rush of memories came flooding throughout my brain. i feel my face burning up. i bet i look like a tomato. holy shit..! my eyes widened as i facepalmed in dismay. i go to get out of bed but my body feels weak. i just sit on the edge of my bed, trying to contemplate everything that happened last night and suddenly my door opens slowly.

Sheila: "oh bubbe! you up yet..?"

i pull one of my blankets over me as mom enters my room. she pokes her head through the door frame to see if i'm awake before taking a few more steps inside.

Sheila: "ugh Kyle..! how many times have i told you to keep your room clean?"
Kyle: "i'm sorry ma, i'll clean it today, i promise!"
Sheila: "you better do so! oh, by the way, your friend Stan's in the bathroom right now. he should be out coming out soon."
Kyle: "oh okay, thanks for letting me know ma."

i didn't even notice Stan was even here until now. my mind has got me in a mess.

Sheila: "no problem kyle. i'll be downstairs making some breakfast for the both of you boys, come down soon bubbe."
Kyle: "kay, thanks Ma..!"

Ma smiles at me before leaving my room, humming a little melody and shutting the door behind her. i let out a deep sigh before weakly standing up and rubbing my eyes.

STANS POV

as i stood in Kyle's shower i breathed heavily and closed my eyes whilst my head hung under the shower head; my greasy hair getting all wet, dripping onto my face.

Stan: "holy shit."

no fucking way. my was head spinning and my heart couldn't stop beating fast. my breathing turned unsteady. i twisted the shower handle to turn off the running water, got out of the shower, and dried myself off. i heard Kyle's mom shut his door so i knew i could leave the bathroom without his mom having to stop me. i quickly threw on one of Kyle's shirts and a pair of shorts that i had lying in my bag. i was too lazy to grab one of my shirts in my bag, plus Kyle's shirts always smell good. i unlock the bathroom door and walk into Kyle's room with the towel in hand, trying to dry my hair messily. as soon as i removed the towel from hair to look up at Kyle, he kinda of just stared at my blankly like a deer in headlights. we both awkwardly gaze at each other before Kyle interrupts the silence.

Kyle: "hey dude.."
Stan: "hey.."

Kyle's voice turns a bit unsteady as he tries to avoid eye contact and scratch the back of his neck anxiously. i plop my towel on Kyle's desk chair and sat next to him on the bed. i could see in the corner of my eye his bittersweet smile as his head hung low. i didn't think it would be so hard to talk to him like this. actually, i don't know what i expected.

Stan: "hey.. uh, sorry if i took too far last night, i don't know what came over me, you know.."
Kyle: "yeah, yeah uhm... i completely understand dude.."
Stan: "uhm.. are you okay with all this..?"
Kyle: "...yeah, i think so."

we go quiet for a bit before Kyle blurts out;

Kyle: "fuck! who am i kidding, dude!? we made out last night, and jerked off with each other..! how am i supposed to recover from that? plus it was you!"
Stan: "is that a.. bad thing..?"

Kyle looks back at me with mixed emotions. we both start stammering and i try to apologise. his face starts to flush red.

Stan: "i'm sorry, that made it weird, or awkward or something, right?"
Kyle: "no, no, it was just uhh.. unexpected."

Kyle's eyes start to wonder and i nervously sigh. i'm starting to feel my face burn up.

Stan: "so... was it a bad thi-"
Kyle: "my mom's making breakfast, you should go down while i take a shower. see ya downstairs..!"

Kyle quickly grabs a handful of clothes from his drawers and dashes for the bathroom, followed with a loud bang of the door slamming. my eyes widened and i almost shocked myself. i throw my head back and fall onto Kyle's soft bed.

Stan: "what the fuck am i supposed to do now..?"

AUTHORS NOTE:
sorry for the radio silence, schools been a pain in the ass but i'll be uploading new chapter roughly maybe every 2 weeks. this chapter is very rough i seriously don't know where i'll be going with this but uhhh i'm crossing my fingers. (ALSO 10k+ reads plus 100+ votes WHAT TYSM?!")

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