It's Complicated (Stan and Kyle)

The Bus Stop

--Kyle's POV--

While Stan and I were getting closer to the bus stop. I felt sweat coming
from both of our hands. I let go for a sec, wiping my hand off. He laughed a little trying to grab my hand again I pulled my hand away.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I didn't want to tell him I felt weird walking by everyone holding his hand.

"I don't know I feel weird walking by people of our school holding hands." I said, really nervously.

"I understand, but we're going to tell them sometime." He said. I thought about this for a second. I grabbed his hand.

"Screw it, they're going to find out anyways." I said. Stan smiled as we walked up to where Kenny and Butters were sitting on the ground. Butters was sitting laying on Kenny while Kenny had his legs at Butters sides, while Butters had his head on his chest.

"Hey, guys!" Butters said, smiling. He looked really happy since he didn't have anything to hide anymore. Even though he was pretty depressed when both of his parents didn't accept him and then that whole thing that happened with Cartman. Well Cartman was bullying Butters because he was gay and was physically touching him and pushing him around. Butters even attempted to commit suicide and this is probably the happiest I've seen him since then.

"Hey Butters!" Stan said, smiling. Stan looked so cute today, I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Hehe look who it is the faggot group!" Cartman said, walking over to us. Like doesn't he realized that he almost killed an innocent person?

"We aren't faggots, Cartman. And all of us over here can beat your ass right now. So I suggest you leave before we really do hurt your fatass. Also we are gay it's our sexuality it doesn't really label who we actually are." Kenny said, looking straight at Cartman's eyes. It was official Kenny was fucking done with Cartman's shit.

"Whateva Kenny." Cartman said, walking away. Butters turned around and kissed his cheek, hugging him and pulling him closer. I let go of Stan's hand.

"Why is your hand so sweaty?" I asked, laughing a bit, wiping my hand on my jacket.

"Why's your hand not sweating?" Stan asked, giggling, he wiped his hand on my jacket.

"Dude gross." I said, he started laughing. But yeah I do genuinely hate when people wipe something gross on my jacket. I rolled my eyes at him.

I seen Wendy looking over at Stan I seen her coming over here. "Stan, I wanted to apologize for whatever I did wrong. I want us to workout in the end." Wendy said, giving a fake smile, I could tell.

"Wendy I broke up with you because I'm gay. I'm dating a guy ask around a bit and you'll figure out who. If you would've stalked me like you usually do everyday you would've known. I told you Wendy. I'm done." Stan said, staring right into her eyes. She ran away, at the same time I'm happy Stan didn't fall for her lies again. I smiled in delight.

"What the heck are you smiling about?" Wendy asked, putting her hands on her hips and getting in my face. She was mad but I mean it was her fault for breaking up with him all of those times. She's just mad that he's actually not crawling back to her like a kid to its mother when it did something bad and wants to be forgiven.

"I'm happy that he finally lost feelings for your stupid ass." I said. I smirked at her.

"Kyle I thought you were a better person then that. You're seriously the smartest kid in our whole grade. I didn't know you were such a dick." Wendy said, storming away. I kinda felt bad but the same time I didn't. I finally had Stan and that's what I wanted. Stan stood behind me, he grabbed my ass, I turned as red as a cherry.

He stopped and whispered in my ear, "I love you." He said this so quietly and so close to my ear that it vibrated and sent shivers down my spine. My eyes lit up and a smile appeared on my face. He went away from my face and stood next to me.

"Awe you too are cute, standing up for each other." Butters said. Kenny smiled and pulled Butters closer to him. Butters blushed and so did I. Stan put his arm around my shoulder buddy style so no one would no yet but still being close to him. The bus was coming down the rode everyone could hear the loud screeching hault as it stopped opening its doors. Everyone got on the bus Stan and I sat in the last seat on the left. We got Kenny and Butters to sit in the one across from it. Wendy sat in the one in front of Stan and I. I'm not really sure why. She turned around and looked at me.

"I found out you stole Stan from me." Wendy said looking straight into my eyes.

"I didn't steal him from you Wendy. He seriously broke up with you because he's gay." I said, I was pretty confused on her thinking I stole him.

"You're the one that made him gay, Kyle. You had a crush on him and you made him gay." Wendy said, she was getting defensive.

"Wendy you can't make someone gay, it's how they were born. He just didn't find out. And I didn't even tell him I had a crush on until after he told me he was gay." I said, "Also I'm not going to waste the energy to argue with you about something as stupid as this. Everyone knows you like Cartman you just don't want to date him because no one likes him and you know it." I said. But it was true she always liked Cartman but would never date him. And Cartman seriously loves Wendy way too much then he should.

She was really shocked though. Stan, Kenny, and Butters just stayed out of the conversation. "Okay I guess I always had a thing for Cartman but he doesn't like me. Ever since I kissed him in that argument of the South Park Flag in 4th grade I've always kind of liked him."

Well at least she admitted that she liked him. And now since I'm a nice and smart person I will give advice.

"Okay at least you admitted to liking him and now you need to tell him. I'm pretty sure Cartman actually likes you too. But you'll never know if you don't tell him."

"I guess you're right, Thanks." She frowned and went up a couple seats and started talking to Bebe. See everyone loves me even though she was just arguing with me but whatever.

"Dude what is with you giving good advice all the time?" Kenny asked. I looked over and Kenny had his legs spread and he was by the window, Butters sat in front of him putting his feet on the seat so he wasn't in the
isle. Butters had his head on his shoulder.

"Urm I'm not really sure it just ends up happening I guess." I didn't start notice how much I gave advice to people until Stan pointed it out in 6th grade.

Stan wrapped his arm around me and I leaned my head on his shoulder. As we made our way too our school.