Do You Even Care? / STYLE SOUTHPARK

☆Chapter 28☆

...Stan's POV...

There's suddenly a rapping on the door that makes both Kyle and me jump apart. We both suck in a deep breath, almost in sync. The door swings open with a loud squeak. It's my mom and she gives us a second to compose ourselves before saying, "You boys should come get food."

We both nod, and she leaves, leaving the door cracked behind her. I already feel embarrassed, knowing it'll be obvious that we were just making out when we step out of the room. Also, the fact that my mom walked in on us making out doesn't help the embarrassment. His lips are swollen and red and I'm sure mine are too. He leans forward pressing gentle kisses on my cheek and then jaw. I turn my head away though I don't really want to.

He takes this as a sign and we both head back out to the yard and plate ourselves some food though none of it looks very appetizing to me right now. We sit, our parents already chatting among themselves. They talk in the way all parents do, it's boring, honestly.

"I'm just surprised Stan actually told me, you know how teenage boys are," my mom chuckles. Unintentionally I rolled my eyes at her comment. I looked over at Kyle who was picking at his food with his fork... and then he smiled, clearly having an idea.

"I have a question since we're all here," Kyle chimed in suddenly.

Everyone paused to listen. He continued, "Two weekends from now there's a music festival Stan and I want to go to, it's only ten dollars a ticket and Stan can drive us."

This was news to me but I didn't say anything because I'm sure this music festival will be sick.
Even if it sucks ass it'll be fun to just be with Kyle.

My mom glances at the Broflovski's. The Brofloski's glance at eachother. Kyle glances at me, we both smile.

"We'll discuss later," Sheila eventually says. My mom nods in agreement. They continue their parental yapping. We slowly sneak away. We sit down on the far corner of my back porch. Our knees touching, breaths deep and even.

"So a music festival?" I ask.

He nods. "Yeah, you wanna go?" He replies.

I nod, "If it's with you then hell yeah." He smiles at my reply and grabs my hand.

"We're so cheesy," I say while rolling my eyes and pulling away my hand though still clearly smiling.

He laughs, "You know you like it."

I pause, feeling my cheeks burn a little. "Yeah, I do," I admit. I almost lean in to kiss him until I see our parents watching us. I wonder how long they've been watching, I wish they'd stop being weird about this. It's whatever.

"They're watching us," I tell Kyle.

"I know," he sighs.

I try to act normal but I swear on my life Shiela is trying to burn holes in the back of my head with her stare. I've always been afraid of her stare honestly. I brought it up to Kyle once and he just shrugged.

Maybe you eventually get used to that stare. I hope so because it'll be lame if... I stop myself because I realize I might be getting ahead of myself. Will Kyle and I even date long enough for it to matter? I feel my heart warm at the idea of being with Kyle for that long... I realize that I think I want that future. I can picture that future, even if there's hard days... I know I could get through them with him.

"Do you think they'll stop being weird about us like... any time soon?" I ask.

Kyle sighs shortly. "I wish I could say yes."

We both chuckle.

...

The suns setting in our yard, shades of purple and orange stretch across the horizon as a gentle breeze persists. Kyle snaps a quick photo of the scene. Eventually our parents stopped blankly staring at us, they switched to peeping every few seconds. Improvement.

"Boys!" Kyle's mom calls. We promptly walk over and resume our seats at the table. "We've been talking and we think it's ok if you go to the festival. But you have to call when you get there and before you leave," Shiela explains.

I watch Kyle's eyes light up and I feel a toothy smile spread on my face. I turn to my mom, "Really?"

She nods with a soft smile on her face. "Just be safe," she tells me.

I nod, "we will."

...

AUTHOR NOTE

Hey sorry I didn't usually do author notes at the end of chapters but I wanted to apologize for how long it takes me to get parts out. My depression and anxiety have really flared up recently and it's made it hard to get things done espically because I'm not happy with the quality of this fic. Anyways, that's all, I'll try to get the next part out soon!