𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 - 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

❦ goth!stan x reader - mean it ❦

I DO NOT OWN THE MUSIC ^^

"C-can I just speak to Stan? Only for a minute or two? Please," I begged the goths. They sighed and rolled their eyes as they looked over to where Stan was standing and smoking. Stan looked at me with sad eyes, as I looked at him with the same eyes.

"Stan?" I asked. He walked over and whispered something to his goth 'friends' as they shrugged their shoulders. He sighed and followed me to the other side of the building.

"What do you want, conformist?" He crossed his shoulders as he leaned on the wall.

"So we're not going by names?" I joked, but he didn't smile. Not as if I expected him to. I sighed as he rolled his eyes.

"C'mon, Stan, I don't hate you. It was my fault anyways," I tried holding his hand as he pulled it away, leaving me shocked.

"Stop, okay? I know it's your fault." My eyes widened as my heart dropped.

"Yeah, I know it is," I whispered. I turned around letting my sobs come out as I ran away.

I ran to Kyle's house, knowing he would probably help. As I knocked on the door, I heard many voices on the other side. When the door opened, no one in Kyle's family had opened it, neither did Kyle. It was Craig.

"(Y/n)?" He asked. The door opened wider as the other guys stared at my crying self.

"What's wrong (Y/n)?!" Kyle asked, running over. As I walked in, I let more of the sobs out. The other guys stared at me with wide eyes.

"S-Stan!" I cried out. I wiped my face with my hands as the tears continued. "I-I told him it was my fault, but I didn't get to finish. The guy I kissed on the cheek was my brother!" I sobbed louder.

"O-okay, but what's wrong with that? You told him, right?" Kyle asked. I shook my head.

"N-no," I wiped my face with my sleeves again. "He said it was my f-fault!" I choked my my sob. "And he didn't even care!"

"O-okay, (Y/n), calm down! T-this is too much pressure!" Tweek said, twitching as Craig patted his back.

"Well, you love him right?" Token asked, and I shook my head.

"Of course! I love him with everything I have," I whispered, letting a few tears fall once again. "It's my fault, but I don't know what to do. He won't hear me out." I looked at the floor sadly.

"Do you think he knows that?" Craig asked this time.

"I-I don't know. We dated and I always said I love you and he'd shake his head and smile, or he'd always say me too."

"Well, did you ever show him you love him?" Kyle asked. "Stan is special, y'know? He hasn't been good with relationships since Wendy, and it's been hard on him." The guys nodded.

"I know, that's why we took it slow at first. And I was the first one to make the move and say I love you. I don't even know if he loves me, or if he ever did." I let more tears fall.

"I do love you," I heard a voice say. I gasped and turned around to face Stan. I let more tears fall he smiled at me. "You should've finished, and it's my fault. I'm too jealous and I care about you too much." I ran and hugged him, almost making both of us fall.

"I-I love you, too!" I choked out. I cried and cried on his shoulders as he just caressed my back and tried soothing me. The other guys smiled and left us alone and went upstairs.

Stan sat down and left me his lap, still hugging me. "I love you, (Y/n). And just because I don't say it doesn't mean I don't. We both know that I don't have to say 'I love you.'" I looked up at him as he kissed my forehead.

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(edited November 17, 2018)