Your PoV
A day had past since I got home from the hospital. I get headaches here and there, it's common when you have a concussion. I made my way out of bed and up to the window. It's around 3 P.M I think. I see Kyle, Stan, and Cartman sword fighting outside. I wish I could've joined. It looked like so much fun.
2nd Person PoV
You then decided to neglect your health to play outside with the boys. As soon as you walked out of the front door, you were met with a violent sun. Your head started pounding. Stan ran up to you. "Hey (y/n), what are you doing out of the house? You still have a concussion." He says with a worried look. "I wanted to hangout with you guys and get to know you better." He simply shook his head and walked you back into the house. "(Y/n) are your parents at work? Do you want me to stay with you?" You thought about for a second until you finally agreed. He turned to his friends and explained that he was gonna go take care of you. Cartman thought it was "gay" and Kyle just simply accepted it. Stan walked back into your house with a smile on his face.
"Hey (y/n), are you hungry at all?" You shook your head. It was kinda cute that he said your name whenever he talked to you. It surely was a little strange, but cute. "Okay! Just tell me if you need anything (y/n)." He then took your hand and lead you upstairs. You could tell he was looking for your room, he seemed to struggle a bit though. You showed him where it was, he walked in, and shut all the blinds. "Lay down, I'll take care of everything." He told you. This was a dream come true, the cutest boy you've ever laid your eyes on, taking care of you, in your bedroom. Dirty thoughts clouded your mind. You shook them off and climbed into bed. He sat at the end, by your feet. "You comfortable? I'll get you some more pillows, but I'll need to find them first." He looked to the ground. "No Stan I'm okay. Wanna sit with me?" You patted the spot next to you as a slight blush creeped onto your face. He nodded and crawled over. You sat up and looked at him. He was adorable. "I'm so tired," you mumbled out. He pulled you close and you both laid down. Your head was on his chest, his hands were playing with your hair. You started to drift off.
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Kinda don't like this chapter idk why. Anyways, have a good day!!
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FanfictionYou are the new girl in SouthPark! You, along with the rest of the cast are 16 and 17.