You Like Her Better (Staig)

Chapter Two

Craig
The end of the school day seems to take forever, I'm so wrapped up in anxiety and.... ugh... he's gonna hang out with us today! I'm so nervous and excited to see him.... I've liked this guy for so long... I know it's hopeless and he's straight... but I'm clinging to false hope.... and convincing myself that the conversation earlier was playful flirting.
"Ready to go?" Clyde says as he slams my locker closed. He's my ride to and from school. I'm sixteen but I don't have a car yet so I can't drive.
"Ugh... I guess... so what's happening? Are we going to my house? Or Tokens? Maybe mine?" I ask
"We're going to starks pond. It's perfect right?"
"It's twenty five degrees."
"Right! He's gonna give you a jacket! Because he's got all of the feelings for my boy!" Clyde leads me out into the parking lot and I shake my head. It definitely doesn't work that way.
We drop our stuff off and I text Stan to meet us at the pond. He's there before the rest of us. He laughs softly as we all walk over to him.
"I was beginning to think you weren't gonna show." He chuckles and then looks at me "Why haven't you got a jacket on?"
"Showing off my new shirt, besides.. it's not that cold." I chuckle while hugging myself. I lied. Clyde forced me not to wear a jacket. He really wants Stan to give me one. Even if I'm sure he won't give me his own in this cold.
"Oh I can barely see it with you hugging yourself for warmth, cmon I've got an extra in my car." He sighs and puts his hand in the center of my back as we walk to his car. What the fuck? That worked??
We get to his car and he pulls out a black sweatshirt, I see a bottle of alcohol slip out of it as he pulls it out. I give him a knowing look as I take the sweatshirt and put it on... oh... it smells so nice... despite having alcohol in it.
"Are you drinking Stan...?" I ask, sounding concerned
"Just a little, sometimes... Y'know... actually... since I was ten." He chuckles, I guess halfway through he decided not to lie to me.
"Why?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you..."
"Try me."
"When I'm sober... I see everything differently... everything is shitty..."
That's when I sigh "I understand that... but... everything is shitty... Y'know? Life... just kinda sucks that way."
He just sighs softly and we walk together back to the group, he looks me up and down, halfway through saying "that jacket looks better on you than it does on me."
"You're just saying that because you've got a low self esteem."
"Kinda, but it's also true."
We get back to my friends and Clyde is giving me a smirk. Fuck him. Fuck that this worked... fuck that his jacket is so comfortable. I stand by Clyde as we all talk and joke around, and at the end of the night Stan offers to drive me home. I nod and agree. We get in his car and I sigh.
      "I'm sorry if it was weird for you... Y'know.... hanging out with a..." I trail off, but he doesn't cut me off so I'm forced to finish my sentence "...fag."
      "Oh Craig didn't your mommy teach you not to say those things about yourself?" He asks, and I chuckle
       "Not really... Mom just loves me... but I am just a fag man... that's what everyone thinks..."
       "I don't think that... I think you're a great guy.... too great for this world to understand."
       I'm blushing a dark shade of red now. Holy shit.... Stan... god what if he's into guys? "That's such a... gay thing for a straight guy to say." I chuckle, and he shakes his head chuckling
      "Well I said it." My heart deflates a little, as I'm brought back down to earth. Right. He's straight.
     "Heh, I guess so."
     "Can I ask a stupid question?" He says
     "Uh... yeah sure." I rest my head against the window
      "Have you ever... wanted a boyfriend? Or have you been fine on your own?" He asks
     "I've always wanted a boyfriend, Stan." I want him "but where we live... it's impossible... the only other gay kid is Tweek and we don't have feelings for each other." I sigh "how about you? Have you ever wanted a boyfriend?" I ask with a small chuckle, so hopefully he picks up that I'm joking.
     "Actually... I've been thinking about it a lot... this thing with Wendy is tiring... I think I'd try to be with a man... some of them are pretty adorable after all... the thought of kissing a man or even having sex with a man doesn't phase me... but I like girls..." he answers
       Does he not know what bisexuality is? Ah whatever, that makes me pretty happy. I'll stick with that for the night. When I get out of his car I put the sweatshirt in his seat. I refuse to steal it from him. He is about to protest, but I shut the door and race back into my house. I hug my mom and jump happily
       "What happened baby?" She asks with a chuckle
       "I think the boy I like is bi!" I hug her closer and squeal with joy
       "Aww honey that's terrific!"
       I sit there in a hug with her for a bit longer before I pull away and go up to my room. How do I get him to like me? What can I do..?