show me you love me // STYLE SOUTH PARK FANFIC

chapter 15 - always on my mind

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

KYLES POV

after my shower and putting on whatever clothes i found clean, i headed downstairs and saw Stan sitting at the kitchen counter playing and stuffing his face with pancakes.

Stan: "i put maple syrup and a bit of whipped cream on your pancakes, just the way you like it."

my eyes widened as i feel my cheeks slightly get hot. i make my way to the kitchen counter and sit next to Stan, picking up my fork and starting to play with my food like Stan does.

Kyle: "where's my mom?"
Stan: "she went outside to water the flowers."
Kyle: "oh uhm... okay."

11:41AM

Stan waves to my mom goodbye and i follow him out until we reached the doorway. i close the door behind me and Stan and i both staring at each other. he looks at me almost wanting to say something or desperately trying finding something to say. i almost smile at how stupid he looks but i stop myself from doing so, i don't wanna make shit more awkward.

Kyle: "i guess i'll see you round.."
Stan: "i guess so..."

Stan tries to smile at me before turning away from me to walk away from my house. god, what am i doing. i can't do this anymore. i can't really hide it anymore. i quickly rush to Stan before he can steps onto the the street.

Kyle: "Stan..! wait-"

Stan turns around to me and i manage to give him a little kiss on his right cheek. i burn a bright red before speeding back to my house and slamming the front door as i do so. i press my back against the door and my breathing becomes irregular. my mind is racing like crazy but all i can think about is him. he's always on my mind.

STANS POV

all afternoon i couldn't stop thinking about that. i'm over here, laying in bed, trying to take my mind it but shit, it seems impossible. i've tried music, but like half my playlist has reminded me of him. i've tried scrolling on tiktok but all i see are his videos on my fyp or those slideshows that constantly refresh my mind with wild thoughts about him. i've even tried resorting to just talking to my family but all they ask is "how was the sleepover with Kyle?" or "what did you two boys do last night?" they're no help anyway. i'm just paranoid as fuck. i can't even think straight without thinking of him. everything about him is just... ugh fuck, i'm going get myself into a frenzy. should i call up Craig..? nah, he won't give a shit about what i have to say and it would be a miracle if he even picked up any of his calls. Kenny..? maybe not.. he might not take me seriously... i feel like i have nobody to really rely on besides Kyle to help me with my issues but right now, he's the issue! ugh, this is giving me a headache and i'm so, sooo tired. i really think i need some sleep.

i set an alarm on my phone to wake me up in 2 hours. i grab my wired earplugs from my bedside table, plug it in to my phone and start playing music to help my sleep. it doesn't take long though cause after a minute, i just kinda... black out.

KYLES POV

when monday came around, i was terrified. my stomach felt like there were a million butterflies in it and i was just all hot and bothered. when i saw Stan get on the bus this morning, i just couldn't help but duck down and pray he wouldn't see me and come sit next to me. luckily, he didn't and ended up sitting next to butters i think. plus i don't see him until 3rd or 4th period. i can't confront him, it's just so overwhelming... what have a gotten myself into?

when the bus arrived at school, i managed to quickly exit the bus before Stan could even notice me. i felt kinda relieved. i tightened my grip on my backpack's straps as i squeezed through the crowd of students blocking the entrance to the school. fucking idiots, right? i dashed straight to my locker, shoved all my shit into it and headed straight to my first class, science. it was a double period so i wouldn't have to go out to my locker and accidentally run into Stan.

as i entered the class, i sat all my books onto my desk and slouched in my chair. my whole body felt weak and i was ready to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up. i could even feel myself going in and out of consciousness. as my eyes tried their best to stay awake, i heard the classroom door sqeakily open and gently close after the person had entered. it seemed unusual that someone would be in class this early, there's still like 25 minutes until class started.

"hey Kyle, can we talk real quick?"

i jolted up almost immediately and looked up at the person standing atleast two desks away from me. as my eyes started to focus again, i could finally see who it was. the girl with the pink beret.

AUTHORS NOTE: sorry if there's any spelling mistakes and shi. i wrote this in a hurry 😭🙏

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