I know - Kyman Fanfic

Chapter Twenty

Part 1 of the party ;)

Cartman and I arrived at Token's mansion. No doubt about it, I was right. Lights were flickering inside, music booming, already drunk teenagers, naked people and people making out. Soon enough, when everyone was here, there was probably going to be another fight, like last time. But hopefully everyone will get high and calm enough to not give a shit about their surroundings.

I followed Cartman inside, holding onto his sleeve tightly. I didn't want to lose him this quickly. I saw the rest of our group and dragged him over there. They were all playing Chinese whispers, truth or dare and other stuff. At least no one was drunk, yet.

"Kyle!" Stan exclaimed, pulling me down beside him on the soft sofa. I made myself at home straight away, sinking into the soft leather. Cartman sat beside me, going straight for the crisps on the table. "How are you, dude? You kinda ran out on us a few days ago."

"Oh, I was just checking on Cartman." I replied, receiving a Fanta. "I felt bad because I hadn't invited him over, but I ended up staying longer than I should have." They luckily didn't know about the kiss yet, hopefully no one had to; apart from the other three who did.

Bebe walked over to us clumsily, holding a bottle of vodka in her hand. She slurred when he spoke, but it luckily wasn't to us. She was busy talking Clyde up, probably wanting to hook up. I was happy that I wasn't closest to her, Cartman was, because she was prone to throw up when drunk.

"Fair." Kenny commented, thinking of a dare for Butters. "Hmm...drink a shot."

"Easy." Butters commented, trying to act tough while his boyfriend rolled his eyes. The small blonde drunk the burning alcohol with few coughs, earning a pat on the back. He's been drunk before, and he gets it easily. Another 3 shots and he wouldn't even be able to remember his own name.

"Good job bud!"

"Okay, okay, hands off my boyfriend." Stan chimed in, tugging Butters into his lap. "Who's turn is it now?"

"Kyle's I believe." Kenny replied, giving me a smirk. I nodded in response. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth." I played off easy at first, not wanting to ruin my evening just yet.

"Okay...do you have a crush at the moment?" I thought for a while. I mean..Cartman's been in my head lately, actually for a while now. I honestly couldn't see myself with anyone else right now, but who knows, it might just change.

"Yes." I replied safely, sipping on my canned drink. I felt everyone's eyes upon me, but I didn't mind too much. Didn't everyone have an interest right now? "Cartman. Truth or dare." I took up the opportunity, not exactly trusting everyone else as they've been lightly drinking.

"Dare." He replied.

"Eat that whole plate of ribs. There's plenty more from where that came from, don't worry." He seemed relieved, gladly doing as I said as he tucked in.

"Stan, truth or dare?" The brunette murmured between bites.

"Truth."

"Have you thought about any other person while also crushing on Butters? Before you were together?"

"Huh? Wha- no I only liked and love him."

"Awh!" I cooed, watching as they shared a simple kiss.

After a few more minutes, more shots down, everything got more personal. Luckily, it took a good bottle or two to get me fully drunk; same with Cartman. Everyone was swaying side to side, nearly falling forward and getting more touchy upon themselves and others.

I stood up and dragged Cartman to a new group; as I didn't want something stupid to get said. He followed gladly, happy that we ended up in the kitchen with the food. But he didn't eat much, as he was already half full. I felt so odd.

Everyone else was arriving, more drunk bodies, naked people, making out and even two people fucking in the corner. I looked at Cartman. He had been to more crazy parties in his life, he was like that. He loved parties, usually filling my space as the sober one when I couldn't attend. I was always busy at the wrong times.

I took a few bites of an iced cupcake until Cartman held my wrist gently and wiped some from my face. "Sorry, it was annoying me." I nodded, growing pink. He was pretty sweet, even more when he had a couple cans of beer. He gazed into my eyes, so I did the same. "Do you want to go in the pool?" He pointed behind me, to the back.

"Yeah." I happily replied, following him. There wasn't too many people out, most people inside getting drunker by the second. We both got undressed into our boxers, chilling in the shallow end.