Unspeakable Love (Stan Marsh X Reader)

Chapter 5

Y/n's POV

I couldn't sleep, I really wanted to know if Stan answered me back but I told Craig to take my phone. It was one in the morning and I was laying awake tossing and turning on the floor beside Craig. I close my eyes for the hundredth time hoping I'd fall asleep in an instant, but knowing that instantly falling asleep wasn't possible unless someone knocked me out cold, made me give up on sleeping for the night.

My mind was running on over drive filling my head with worries and scenarios instead of peaceful dreams. I imagined all the things I would do if I were with Stan all the time and the fun we would have a chance to do.

I sigh turning over on my back looking up at the dark ceiling, moonlight was peaking through the window causing me to turn once again. This is why I have to distant myself I've become too attached to Stan I thought to myself. He's someone I always wanted to go to when I needed help and someone I wanted to hug whenever I'm sad or alone and that wasn't good. I was letting myself love someone rather then learning to love without them.

So maybe if I spend time away from Stan everything I feel for him will magically disappear and I can finally move on to someone else. So I can be happy. My reassuring thoughts finally let my heart and mind rest I was beginning to feel tired. I'm sorry Stan I don't hate you I just need some time. I stared out the window till my eye lids became heavy and finally closed shut, putting me under the trance of deep sleep.

Time Skip~

My eyes slowly flutter open and I'm left dazed looking around the room sluggishly. Man, time flies I feel like I just went to sleep three seconds ago. I sit up noticing Craig must have been up, he cleaned up the stuff we didn't put away last night and his blankets and pillows were no where to be found on the floor.

I rub my eyes and slightly ruffle my messy h/c hair, combing my fingers through to straighten/curl it the best I could. I take the blanket Craig let me borrow and throw it into his laundry basket and grab my clean clothes from my shoulder bag, quickly changing into them. I head to the bathroom with my brush and toothbrush, the knots in my hair caused me to whine and cuss under my breath. This was my punishment for tossing and turning so much last night.

I walked down stairs into the living room where I could hear the TV running loudly, sometimes I question if Craig is deaf or not. When I walked in Craig looked towards me with his normal frowning face.

"Wow it's like your clothes didn't change" "oh shut up" I say sitting down next to him. I was wearing black sweatpants and my favourite f/c hoodie it was nothing special but I was just hanging out with Craig. "I'm not dressing up for anyone it's Saturday, at least not until later."

"I guess" Craig shrugs "what time is it?" I ask stretching my arms above my head "one o'clock" I look at Craig "you're shitting me?" I say in disbelief, Craig gives me an annoyed look. "Holy shit so when should we head to my house?" I ask "well the party starts at five so why not three?" I click my tongue "sounds good to me, gives me some time to catch up on sleep" I smile devilishly as I lay me legs across his lap "didn't you just wake up!?" He yells in a irritated tone I close my eyes and reach my arms behind my head "nope" "fuck you" he snaps.

"Sorry Craig I'm not really into that kind of thing" I say in a sassed tone opening my one eye. Craig stares at the floor with frustration "I hate you..." he said quietly trying to hide his embarrassment "it's okay hun I know you can't resist this perfect b-" Craig pushes me off the couch and I burst out laughing ignoring the fact that I landed on the floor "bitch."

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Oh! I 'member~

"Craig can I have my phone back?" I whine curling/straightening my hair. If I was going out tonight for a party I had to be a little bit fancy it's rare I ever dress nice.