I Want What You've Got! (Completed)

Thirteen

Kyle's POV

Yesterday after going to Raisins, I ended up calling dad and he came and got me. When we got home, I went straight up to my room, slamming the door behind me and then collapsing onto my bed, screaming into my pillow. I tried to call Stan but, no response, I texted him more than just a few times too.

I got so upset that I ended up pulling out what I'd previously realized was in my pocket, a blade… I trailed it along my wrist a few times, it was pretty sharp.
Then, I went to bed.

I checked my phone again when I woke up, there was still no response. I got dressed and made sure my sleeves were pulled down then left the house, without saying a single word to my parents, they followed me halfway up the street but let it go and just went inside after that far.
I tried to figure out what I was gonna say.
When I got there, I went straight to the lockers and found Kenny, I didn't really care that there were people around so as soon as I was face to face with him, I blurted out “THANKS FOR STICKING YOUR TONGUE DOWN MY THROAT YESTERDAY, NOW STAN WON'T TALK TO ME!”
“Kyle, I don't actually like you in that, Stan was being dumb, I just wanted him to understand something…”
“No, you’re the idiot!” I snapped.
…Then I left; I wasn't supposed to be at school at the moment anyway.

As soon as I got back home, mom asked where I'd been and what I was doing, but I refused to tell her. I just spent the whole day in bed, that was until I got a text from Craig.

‘Hey, Stan and Kenny are having a fight!’

After reading that message I immediately left, though I couldn't find my hat and my hair was a mess.
I rushed out the house, again not telling my parents why.

When I got round the corner from school, Craig was waiting for me.
“Hey dude…” I say, waving a little. He just flips me off. “So you got my message then”
“Yeah…” I state as we walk on.
“How have you been?” Craig asks.
“Terrible” I just admit.
“Eh, life is pretty shit” Craig says with little enthusiasm as we enter the school grounds.
“So, why is Stan and Kenny fighting?” I ask just before turning a corner to where Kenny and Stan were.

“You don’t know?” Craig asks.

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Stan’s POV

“Dude!” I yell, throwing my fist at Kenny’s face.

Why did he have to go ahead and kiss Kyle? Why'd he tell me all that about telling Kyle I love him then go and kiss him right in front of me?!

I received a kick in the stomach and a punch to my face.
“This wasn't really what I thought would happen…” I heard Kenny mutter.
I threw in another punch, kneeing him in the nuts.
Suddenly, I turned to see Kyle watching, he was stood with Craig and looked pretty upset. I then felt myself crash to the ground, Kenny had pushed me down, now with his foot pressed down against my cheek
“Oww…” I whined, trying to push his foot away. I guess it had turned into more of a game because now, Kenny was staring down at me with a smirk. I was far from amused to say the least.
“C’mon, let's talk it out, we're friends after all.”
My face bruised and bloody, I finally pushed him off. “I don't care.” I bluntly say, finally getting away. Before I could get away completely, I was stopped, something grabbed my sleeve. I turned around to see who it was. Oh, it was Kyle.
“I didn't kiss him, he kissed me…” Kyle muttered, avoiding eye contact.
“I know…” I admit.
“Are you mad…?” Kyle asks.
“Not with you…”
I turn to see that everyone had already left and I just pull him into a tight hug.
“Kyle, I love you…” I felt like crying.
Kyle looked up at the sky. “Oh, it's about to start raining…”
“Shit…” I mutter.
“C'mon…” Kyle took hold of my hand. “Let’s go home”

We went back to Kyle's house and arrived just after the rain really started to hit down. He went to take a shower, telling me to just make myself comfortable in his room. I just quietly sat on his bed and waited for him to come back, like a dog.
After a while, I got a text. It was from Wendy.
“What the…?” I quietly muttered, opening it up.

‘Hey Stan, can we talk about us?’ Wendy had sent.
‘US?’ I sent in return, quickly putting my phone away as I'd heard Kyle coming back.

“Hey, you alright Stan?” Kyle asked, he had a pair of trousers on and a towel around his shoulders. Because his hairs so curly and always under his hat, I always forget it's actually kind of long. He had scars and bruises all over his body, from the accident… I'm pretty sure that was my fault somehow…
“Hey, uhm... You keep staring…?” Kyle muttered, sitting down beside me.
“Is that a problem?” I ask.
“Not particularly…” he then mumbled, staring out the window. “Looks like the rains only gonna get worse…”
“Gueas you're right”
“Are you gonna spend the night or call your parents?”
“Phone’s outta juice” I lie, dropping it into my bag with a sigh.
“So just stay” Kyle whined a little, throwing his arms around my shoulders.
I blushed a little.
“It’ll be fun…” Kyle added. “After all, you did just tell me you loved me for the first time…”

Shit, Kenny was right, Kyle did know.

“Okay then…” I mutter, looking away slightly. Kyle imediately pushed himself back up, he had a strong grip on my shoulders. “Seriously? You will?!” he sounded excited.
“Sure~” I try to sound cool, now leaning forward to kiss him on the lips.
“But first thing tomorrow morning, I've got to get going first thing in the morning…”
“Any specific reason?” Kyle asked, looking concerned.
“Yeah, I uh- I need to get some stuff from home, I may be a little late to school and I don't want to be the reason you are”
“Well, okay then…” Kyle muttered before cuddling up to me, I gently pet his head.