When You Notice (Complete)

Chapter 8

---Kyle's pov---

~~Flashback~~

I feel someone grab my wrist. I'm pulled back around.

"Kyy waaait," Stan says giving me a pleading face.

I narrow my eyes and wipe at my eyes, "What now?"

---Stan's pov---

Kyle suddenly stopped telling the events that occurred that night. He looked down at his lap.

I scooted slightly closer to him, "Kyle, are you alright?" I ask wrapping my arm around his shoulder.

He shakes his head and turn to me. He buries his face into my chest suddenly.

I patted his back as he sobbed into my chest.

After a few minutes of him crying, he collected himself, but continued to lean against me.

"I don't want to continue to talk about this..." he whispered, clutching my shirt.

"O-Okay... You can tell me the rest later," I say patting his hat.

"Thanks Stan..." I feel him ease against me even more, snuggling his face into my chest more.

To be honest, I realized that I should feel sympathetic and bad that Kyle is upset, but I really like the attention and clinginess.

I mean, we've just been really distant and it's obvious why, it's all my fault that it's this way.

It's my fault that he's crying into my chest right now too.

I'm a bad friend...