Not (Complete)

Chapter 21

---Kyle's pov---

"I want you to stay," Stan says, muffled by my chest.

I feel my face heat up.

"W-What?" Was all I could stutter out.

"I said I want you to stayyy!" Stan says gripping onto me even tighter.

I nod slightly, "Okay. But we should probably head to your house..."

"Noooo!" Stan shouts rolling over so he's laying on top of me instead of next to me, "I need you to stay here. With meee!"

"Okay, okay, jeez just calm down, and would you stop shouting? I'm right here," I tell him patting his head again.

He pushes himself off of my chest, so he's on his elbows so he is barely hovering over me.

"Stan? What are y-"

Then, suddenly his lips go over mine and completely cut me off.

The kiss was sloppy and he still tasted like alcohol of various sorts.

He pulled away, his face still a few inches from mine.

"You didn't kiss back," he said staring at me.

"I wasn't expecting that..." Was all I could think to say.

"Okay," Stan says, "I'm going to kiss you again, then. As a redo."

Then he kissed me.