Last Summer - South Park [Style]

SIXTEEN [stuck]

The first thing Stan notices after waking up is the soft blanket covering his body. Thank god, he did not sleep walk this time. He stretches and turns onto his back. Then he slowly opens his eyes. The room isn't covered in darkness, instead a soft fluff of sunshine covers the ceiling. The lamp above him is turned off but the sun reflects in the light bulb. But something is not right. Stan doesn't know what it is but he has a feeling that he is not in his dorm room. Then he feels movement next to him. Stan's head shoots around and what he sees makes him jump. Kyle is lying there, his eyes are closed but he seems to be slowly waking up as well. Stan is not in his dorm. He is in D.C. He didn't travel back. He fell asleep and woke up without leaving the future. A feeling of panic makes its way through his body. Why is he still here? Is he stuck? What is going on? Kyle yawns and slowly opens his eyes. When he sees Stan he furrows his eyebrows. "Did you sleep here?" He sits up. "You had a nightmare and asked me to stay." It takes a second before Kyle seems to remember. "Right. That happened. I'm sorry." "No, it's fine. Don't worry." Kyle looks around the room until his eyes find the clock. "I'm going to be late for work." He gets up but Stan grabs his arm. "Wait!" When he sees Kyle's bewildered look he quickly lets go of it again. "Won't they find you there?" Kyle buries his face in his hands. "Fuck. You're right. Where's my phone?" He goes into the hallway to grab his backpack, which is still lying there and pulls out his smartphone. Kyle wanders back into the living room and starts to quickly type a message. Stan can't help it and stares at his naked legs. He looks so hot only wearing Stan's tshirt and trunks. He looks like- "I guess I'll go meet my girlfriend then." Stan's heart stops. "Girlfriend?" No no no no no no. "Yeah. Or do you think I'm too ugly to have one?" "No! No. I..." Kyle can't have a girlfriend. He is his. So far they've gotten close every time they met. Last summer. Yesterday at the party. On the sofa in the storage room. And now all of a sudden Kyle has a girfriend? He looks at Stan confused. "I mean...why didn't you stay at her place then?" "Because they would have found me there." Right. "Hey do you...do you have some more clothes for me?" Stan can feel tears crawling up into his eyes. This can't be happening. "Y-yeah. In my closet. You can go choose something." Kyle nods. "Thanks dude." Then he leaves the living room. Stan's head falls into his hands. He can't hold back the tears any longer and so he starts to cry in silence. He cries while Kyle rummages through his closet, cries while Kyle gets under the shower and he is still crying when he gets out again. Stan's heart pulls together and he suppresses a sob. He wants to go back. Back home. To Denver. To his parents. Please. Please. Please. Make this stop. Get me out of here. But then Stan stops. Kyle can't see him like this. He'll think he's insane. Which he probably is, at least he feels like it. Stan looks at Toby who is still peacefully sleeping and dries his face with his shirt. Then Kyle sticks his head through the half open door. "I'm leaving now. But I'll be back later." "Okay." He can't look at him. Stan stares at the turned off TV and listens to the sound of Kyle opening the front door and closing it behind him. As soon as the door falls shut, Stan's stomach begins to turn and he starts feeling dizzy. Finally.