I felt Cartman's warm chapped lips pull away from my own. The closet now flooded with light, I could see Cartman clearly. Everyone was silent but I could feel all of there gazes on us. Cartman's deep brown eyes searched mine delicately for an answer. My heart sunk as I locked my gaze with Cartman. I wanted my first kiss to be special. I wanted it to be with someone I loved, with someone that meant something more to me. I didn't want it to be used as some stupid prank to get a few dumb laughs. I felt the hot sting of tears fill my eyes. Without blinking I felt them fall to my cheeks and down to my neck. I ripped Cartman's hat off my head and shoved it hard into his chest as I ran out of Wendy's house and down the street. I kept running and didn't stop. I passed many houses until I came to a dead road that lead into the woods. Street lights lined the road. It was dark out, but the stars where bright and clear in the sky. The light from the moon cascaded down on the earths soil around me, leaving a calming feeling. It wasn't cold out, or maybe I was just numb to the touch, it was chilly enough to see my breath escape my lips. As I walked down the dead road I though of what Kyle said to me before we started that stupid game. He asked me if I wanted to leave with him. I wish I would of. I would do anything to go back in time and leave with Kyle, erasing the memory of my first kiss, with Cartman. As the thoughts passed through my mind I collapsed to the ground letting my breathing slow.
"(y/n)!"I heard my name being shouted in the distance. But I didn't care to move. I heard shoes slapping the pavement, growing louder until they slowed near me. I wasn't crying, I was just staring at the pavement, not knowing what to do or how to feel. I felt a warm arm encircle around me.
"(y/n), Its okay, come here. Lets get you home." I recognized Kyles voice anywhere. He helped me stand up, then took off his own orange coat and placed it around my shoulders. He then walked me home without a single word. He didn't ask why I was upset, or if I was okay. It was just a comfortable silence and I appreciated that. When we reached my house I turned and faced him. I opened my mouth to say something, but was cut off by Kyles finger pressed against my lips.
"shhh. Its okay (y/n). You don't have to say anything. Ill see you tomorrow alright?" Kyles finger left my lips, but left a print on my skin as if they never did. My stomach fluttered as I took off his coat and handed it to him. I gave him a thankful smile and then walked into my house. As I walked inside I looked at the clock. It read 10:30, both of my parents where awake watching tv.
"How was your day sweetie? Did you have fun?" My mom took me by surprise. I thought they would have been upset with me not telling them where I was, but apparently I was mistaken. It looked as if they enjoyed there alone time together. I responded to my mom with a nod, and made my way up the stairs to my bedroom. I changed into my Pajamas, which only consist of a black tank top and a red pair of shorts. I crawled into bed letting my eyes flutter shut and my mind take control of my dreams.
~I was back in the closet with Cartman. We where both laughing as we messed up each others hair and clothing. He took off his hat and placed it on my head smiling as he stroked my cheek. As much as my body wanted to pull away I didn't. Instead I let him stroke my cheeks and examine my eyes. His lips kept creeping closer to mine, I couldn't control my body, I wanted nothing more than to run away. I didn't want to relive the experience again. Then Cartman's lips crashed into mine. This time they felt different. They felt soft and warm and welcoming. I kissed back this time, letting myself get absorbed into the pleasant moment. As I pulled away, Cartman's brown eyes where replaced with emerald green ones. It was Kyle that I kissed, not Cartman. His red curls hung close to his eyes, covering his forehead completely. The locks of hair released from his usual green hat that was now on my head. He smiled down at me. I looked around to see nothing but gorgeous grainy sand, and the beautiful blue ocean. I wasn't stuck in that stuffy closet anymore. I was on the beach with Kyle. Kyle pressed his forehead against mine and pushed my (c/h) strands of hair out of my face.
"(y/n) (l/n), I...." Kyles voice faded from my mind as my eyes focused on my bedroom window.
My dream had caught me off guard. As I sat up I could still feel Kyles lips against mine and the sweet smell of the mist from the ocean. My stomach was a mess with butterflies. I shook my head and lightly slapped my cheeks. I had to get this dream out of my mind and move past it, so I made my way to the shower.
As I stroked shampoo through my hair all I could think about was Kyles brilliant green eyes staring at mine. My heart started to thump loudly in my chest. I couldn't stand it. I needed to get Kyle out of my head, and forget the stupid dream I had. After my shower I blow dried my hair and then curled the ends. I did a natural makeup then picked out some clothes. I looked out my window to see it was slightly snowing, so I put on my white jacket dress. It had two rows of buttons down the torso, then it flared out into a dress. I put on a tight white t shirt underneath, with some black leggings. I put on a matching white puff ball hat, and some cute white boots. I checked the time, it was 8 am on a Saturday. I yelled to my parents that I was going out, and made my way out of the house.
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Sick Of It (Kyle Broflovski X Reader)
FanfictionYou have lived in Southpark your entire life but nobody has ever really noticed you, nor have you really noticed any of them. You grew up being a single child and your parents are overally controlling, so controlling that you never have really known...