Do You Even Care? / STYLE SOUTHPARK

☆Chapter 23 ☆

...Stan's POV...

I lay in bed, glad Monday is over. I should probably try to sleep soon.

I look out my window, I can see the moon through it. It's a crescent sliver in the sky tonight. Right now the little sliver is the only thing lighting my room. It's nice to just be for a bit.

From my night stand my phone dings. Once. Then twice.

I pick it up. The notifications are from Kyle so I open them and I'm brought to our texts.

Kyle!!!

Dude

You'll never believe it

What?

Tolkien texted me

He sent me a video that I guess
somebody had taken of us when
we were making out earlier today
on the bleachers .

Whoever took it has been sending
it to everyone.

Shit

I turn off my phone, a dull panic settling over me. Who would do that? Why? God, I am fucked.

I know there is nothing I can do so I set my phone back on my night stand. A loud sign brushes past my lips. Whatever. I'm going to sleep, I'll figure this out tomorrow.

...

My eyes open slow and heavily. How can it be morning already? I roll myself out of bed and look across my room — it's a mess. I groan as stumble into my bathroom.

After I get ready, I head out the door. I realize that it's only Tuesday and that there is still half the week left and that makes me want to explode on the spot — especially with everybody knowing about whatever Kyle and I are now. The bus stop is just ahead.

Only my Kyle is there. I breathe a sigh of relief, I have time before I have to see any of my friends. "Hey, Kyle," I mumble. He looks up from his phone and then smiles gently and puts his phone into his pocket.

"Hey," he replies.

There is this tension in the air, both of us knowing, neither of us being able to do anything. We stare at each other.

"We should talk, about what we are," I admit despite my recent avoidance of it.

Kyle nods, avoiding my gaze suddenly. He takes a deep breath then looks back up at me, waiting for me to continue.

I feel my heart pounding in my chest and my head spinning. This really isn't how I thought this morning would go. I can't even believe I'm about to do this. When did I decide I would?

"I really like you Kyle. And I— I am scared but... but I want to make this work," I take a big breath in and I watch his lips curl into a smile and his cheeks turn red. I continue, "Will you be my boyfriend?"

His smiles grows, he nods. "Yes," he says, chuckling. I chuckle too.

Just them I turn as I hear foor steps approaching. It's Kenny and Butters — they've been together a lot recently. I hold my breath as they walk up but there is no immediate comment. Part of me wishes somebody would say something because the silence feels drowing.