Despondent [style]

11th

Kyle's P.O.V

I sat down on Stan's bed, taking in the 'scent' of his room. Yea, that might be or seem weird, but I find it rather relaxing. I waited for Stan, but he didn't come up.

I took a pillow and pressed it against my face. "Jesus Christ. Why don't I listen to him."

I hear the door open, and an awkward presence in the room. "This isn't what it looks like." I say, feeling myself smile, putting the the pillow down.

"Yea yea," He smiled, putting on a fake accent "I'm just shoving my face into Stan's pillow."

"Listen, I just find your pillows extremely attractive and make out with them in my free time." I smirked.

"I wish I had just recorded that oh my god." He said, covering his face with the palm of his hand.

There was a moment of silence

"So.. May I ask?" He stammered, folding his arms together.

"Nothing happened, you know I'm a clean freak, I just saw a homeless man pooping." I gave him a horrible attempt of a smile.

Stan started to chuckled. "And you were crying because of that?"

"No! He looked at me and threw a banana peel at me." I said with a hiss.

Stan pretty much fell forward on the bed, launching me upwards. "AH HOLY FU-"

Then I'm pretty sure I landed on him. "Stan are you ok?" I said, moving off of him.

"Besides the fact that I probably have brain damage now." He said, glaring at me playfully.

I slowly sat back, my face getting hot. "Yea.. But you did fling me."

"I wasn't expecting you to have the physics of a piece of paper." He sat up on his bed. "Ok can I ask you something?"

"Yea? What's up." I said with a slight smile.

"Cartman told me he knew where Kenny was but he thought seeing butters like that" He pointed outside at butters walking around in panicked circles. "He pisses me off sometimes I swear."

"Yea.." I muttered my agreement. "Wanna do something like, play a video game?" I suggested.

He gave me a concerned look. "You sure your okay?"

I wanted to tell him, but he seemed off and..

"Yes Stan, I'm pretty sure I know my own health." I said with a wide grin.

He nodded and turned on the TV.

Kenny's P.O.V

I felt like a piece of shit, but I saw butters standing in the street. "HEY BUTTERS!" I called over to him.

I bit my lip as I saw Cartman come around the corner. "Oh hi Kenny." Cartman waved.

"You owe me." I said quietly.

"KENNY W-WHERE WERE YOU??" Butters said hugging me.

"Aww, I'm sorry. I had to do something." I said, a hint of sadness in my voice.

Butters gave me a keen glare. "Yea, were you getting raped?" He said.

"No but I feel like it." I muttered.

Butters gave me a weak smile and turned to cartman. "Thanks for helping me."

Cartman nodded and waved. "Cya faaaags"

"Oh god.. You told him didn't you." I muttered to butters.

Butters gave me a wide smile. "Oh well, the only thing he can do is c-call us gay."

"Right..?"

"Well, I guess you never know what Cartman's gonna do huh?" I said nervously.

Butters nodded and kissed me on the cheek.

God im so gay.

Stan's P.O.V

We eventually layed down, I thought I should ask him some thing. "Yo Ky?" I said, turning to him.

He turned to me, looking confused. "Yea?"

"If I tell you a secret, can you tell me a secret.. Of my choice?" I added the last part slowly.

Kyle's face glowed red. "U-uh.. Sure?" He shrugged.

"But you have to tell me first so I know you won't Chicken out." I said, smiling and poked his nose.

"Fiiine." He muttered,  annoyed. "What do you want to know sooooo badly."

"Aww your so cute when your annoyed." I smiled. "Anyways, the question."

"Have you ever been gay for anyone else." I said, honestly thinking aloud.

It wasn't the question I meant to ask, but it slipped.

"Well.. Yes." He said, slamming his hand on his face to hide the red.

He shook his head then grinned "so now it's my-"

"Who?" I interrupted him.

"Just imagine I've had I crush on pretty much everyone at one point." He said, obviously wanting to  get on with his own question.

"Fine, good enough I guess." I shrugged.

"Okay, okay. My question." He said, sitting up. "Would you.. Ever.."

He seems upset, so I sat up and hugged him. I pulled away almost a moment later, to see tears running down his face.

"Woah dude, are you okay?" I said.

I wanted to kiss him so bad, but I felt it wasn't the right moment.

"Would you ever abandon me? Or hate me." He sniffled. "Or that I'm a nerd?"

In felt my heart drop. Who the hell put this shit in his head? "You're the most beautiful nerd I've ever seen." I said, looking straight into his emerald eyes.

"And how could anyone hate those lovely red curls you have?" I said, finally kissing him on the cheek.

"Shut up Stan, you know they're horrible" He said, flinching from each kiss I gave him.

"Babe-"

"Fuck, Stan why don't you call me that more often." He said, his face a bright pink now.

"Cause I feel like saying 'hey angel' or 'wassup sweetie~' y'know?"

He gave me a hard glare. "What? Do you really want me to walk up and greet you with 'nice ass baby cakes, gimme some sugar~'" I said making a kissy face and leaning on him.

Kyle pushed me back, laughing now. "Oh god no- especially not in front of the guys."

"I don't trust Cartman enough to be honest." I shrugged.

"He probably knows we're gay by now though, don't you think?"

He winced, looking down at the ruffled bed cover. "Why? If he did something I'll kick his ass." I said, getting a bit defensive.

Kyle shook his head. "Nothing important." Then he smiled.

"Just hurry up and kiss me."

A/N

Heyo~

If you didn't read my bio yet (which all of you probably haven't) I've finally made a schedule for updating this book!

Tuesdays and Thursdays. And anytime during the weekend of course ;) 

Also this chapter wasn't as depressing as I thought it would be (๑'ᴗ')