It's Complicated (Stan and Kyle)

Poptarts

--Stan's POV--

"Do you want to blow press the button to blow it up?" I asked, Ike. He was really anxious and bouncy.

"Sure!" Ike said, excitedly. I was really mad at Sheila for not accepting her own son. She doesn't realize how hard it is for someone to come out to their own parents and she doesn't even accept him?

"Hey Guys." Kyle said, walking into the room. "Anyone else tired?" He said getting into bed. After the mattress was done filling up, Ike jumped on it.

"Do you want to put a movie on, Ike?" I asked. I was really tired so I just wanted some quiet so I just asked him if he wanted to watch it.

"Sure what do you have?" Ike asked. I was so glad he said yes. I love Ike and all but sometimes he gets to loud and gets too excited.

"Just look down by the movies under the TV." I said, pointing to the cabinet. He ran over and opened it. He moved and shoved DVDs trying to find the
perfect movie. I sat at the edge of the bed waiting for him to pick so I could set in up.

Kyle sits up and wraps his arms around my waists, holding onto my stomach. He leaned his head on my shoulder. I smiled.

"THIS ONE." Ike yelled, holding up Deadpool looking back at me. I took Kyle's hands and broke them apart while I walked over to put the disc into the player. I put it in and started the movie, Ike sat right on the air mattress watching.

I got into bed, Kyle put his arm around my waist. He put his head on the top of my back. I put my head down, closing my eyes. It felt too peaceful. I was just so happy that we didn't have to worry about anyone telling us that we couldn't date. Everything was good in the world at that moment.

--Kyle's POV--

I was really happy, but also really mad at the same time. I was happy that my dad accepted me but mad that my mom rejected me for who I was. My phone started to ring. I jumped a little, picking it up.

"Hello?" I said, picking up the phone.

"Kyle I order you to come outside right now. I have police and they say you have to do what I say because I am your parent." My mom said on the other line.

"Mom, you can't tell me I can't be gay. Did you tell them that info?" I said. Like seriously you got the police? Like what kind of monster was she? She muffled the phone I think she covered it so she could ask.

"Oh never mind sweetie but you're coming home tomorrow after school WITHOUT STAN and we are going to talk about this." My mom screamed in my ear.

"Okay, Bye." I said, hanging up the phone. By this point Ike and Stan were staring at me and the movie was paused.

"Uh what I miss?" I asked. It was really awkward.

"Um we heard your mom. What do you think she's going to do to you?" Stan asked.

"I'm not really sure but whatever she's planning it's not going to be good. Even though she said to come home without you. I want you to follow us if we go anywhere. Please." I said to Stan.

"Of course dude. I need to know what she does with you so I can come get you." Stan said, smiling. I hugged him, really tight. He hugged back. I felt a cold tear go down my face, I'm pretty sure it landing on Stan's jacket. I think it went straight through because he felt it and stopped hugging to wipe my eyes.

"Are you guys done now?" Ike asked. I forgot he was here still to be honest.

"Oh sorry, Ike." I said. My face started to turn red again. I felt awkward and nervous.

"It's okay." Ike said laughing. Turning the movie back on, Stan looks at me and gives me that look that he wants to make out. I shook my head no. He leans in and kisses my check. He looked at my neck and looked back into my eyes to see if it was okay.

"No Stan." I whispered, giggling a little. He pushed me back to where I'm laying down. He kissed my forehead. He lifts my shirt up a little just to feel my abs. I push him off and he lays down left to me.

"No." I tried to say serious, but smiled anyways. He leans forward and bites my lip bringing it out a little and letting go. I couldn't deal with the little playing, so I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, kissing him. I put my tongue in his mouth and he touched mine with his. I stopped and just laid next to him putting my arm on his chest and my head on his shoulder. I closed my eyes, smiling.

--Time Skip 6:00 am--

I woke up to my alarm ringing for school. Stan was still fast asleep, he was so adorable I didn't want to wake him up. I nudged him to get up.

"Stan." I whispered rocking him to wake him up.

"What?" He said yawning.

"It's time to get up." I said getting out from under the covers and getting up.

"Five more minutes." Stan said, rolling
over. I rolled my eyes as I went to the bathroom. I took off my hat to brush my hair. I put makeup over my hickies and blended it in. I put my hat back on, and walked out the bathroom. I put on jeans and my jacket and I was good to go.

I had about 50 minutes I could study for my history test so I did that. I studied for about 20 minutes and tried to wake Stan up again. I noticed Ike was already gone. They must've went home either last night or really early.

"Staaaaaan, wake up I want foooood." I said in Stan's ear while shaking him awake.

"Okay. I'm getting up. Calm down." Stan said, getting up. He put his pants on, brushed his hair with his fingers and put his hat on.

"Okay let's get food." Stan said.

"I'll be down in a sec I need to brush my teeth." I said walking to the bathroom.

--Stan's POV--

I went downstairs, I put four pop tarts in the toaster and got two plates out. They popped up so I took them out and put two on each plate. I poured two glasses of milk and put them on the table. I don't know how Kyle can get up this early and be so cheerful.

Kyle ran down the stairs, sitting down at the chair in front of me. He bit into the pop tart.

"Thanks Stan!" He said, with a smile ear to ear. I seriously loved his smile it just always made my dad a little bit brighter.

"You're welcome." I said, basically half asleep. Even though I knew what I was saying.

"Come on you need to wake up." Kyle said, finishing his first pop tart.

"You know I'm not a morning person." I said, while I finished both of my pop tarts.

"You're so tired but you still finished the pop tarts before me." Kyle said, rolling his eyes.

"That's because I'm hungry." I said, smiling. About to drink my milk. Kyle took a sip of his milk while picking up his other pop tart.

"Okay so it's 6:45 and need to be at the bus stop by 6:55 so we need to hurry up." He said biting into his pop tart.

"I need to hurry up? I'm already ready." I said, laughing. Kyle shoved the rest of his pop tart in his mouth. I laughed again, picking up my dishes and taking them to the sing to wash them. Kyle finished his milk and set his dishes next to the sink.

Kyle wrapped his arms around my waist leaning his head on my shoulder. I smiled as I washed the last dish. I turned around and hugged him.

"We should probably walk to the bus stop now." I said, smiling.

"Okay." Kyle said, as I took his hand. We walked down the street holding hands all the way to the bus stop.