You Like Her Better (Staig)

Chapter Four

Craig
I wake up to my alarm going off, but before I can turn it off my mom opens the door and turns it off for me, she plays with my hair and sighs, getting in bed with me and putting her arms around me.
"Hi momma..." I groan and turn toward her, cuddling her, there's something about being held by my mom that's just relaxing... she's got that gentle mother's touch, that sweet, caring love that she just constantly has whenever she hugs me and shows me affection.
"Hi baby... let's sleep in for a little while... I already called you in." She says softly
"Okay..." I mumble softly, and I'm asleep again in no time.

Stan
"Stan, time to wake up!" Mom yells as she bangs on my door, when I look over she's got the door open and she's still banging on on the door.
"Yes mom...." I growl and cover my ears. Every morning I'm slightly hungover.
"Oh yeah and while you're at it maybe wear something to bed." She giggles and shuts the door. I look down and see that I haven't got anything on, and I've thrown myself around enough that my blanket is barely covering my dick.
I laugh softly and pull myself out of bed. I put my clothes on and go downstairs. Wendy kept me up until two in the morning just texting. I tried to go to sleep but she just responded with 'but it's so early!' So I stayed up.
I steal some of my dads alcohol and wait until I'm in the car to drink it as I drive to school. Yes. I know not to drink and drive, but that doesn't stop me.
When I get to school I look around for Craig. I want to ask why he didn't answer my messages and if he's doing okay, but I can't find him.
Before I can go up to Clyde and ask, I'm pulled somewhere else. Next thing I know I'm standing with Wendy and her friends. They're talking and I'm pulled in every now and again. I end up making a joke that causes them to look at me funny and one of them says 'ew'. I pull my phone out and text the joke to Craig, and how the girls reacted. Then I ask him where he is.
Why am I being so obsessive? I mean he has turned into my best friend. I worry about that guy. He's a strange character but I like how unique he is. It makes him different. I don't really care that he's gay. I like joking about it, and he's gotten more comfortable with me joking about it. I know the 'f' slur is a step too far, but being around him, makes me question my own sexuality.
I don't mean he's making me gay, but he has opened me up to a whole world that I want to experience. A world I was hidden from... possibilities that I blocked out because of bigotry.
I was always told "don't be around Kyle too much people will think you're gay." Nobody wants to be gay, so society is making it harder on those people... right? At least that's the understanding I've gained from listening to Craig. I did have a lot of questions about it...

Craig
When I finally decide to wake up it's ten in the morning. My mom gets up with me, and leaves me to get changed. Once I am I check my phone and see Stan's texts. I laugh at them. What a goofball.
[Craig: I got a little sick last night and passed out early, my mom had me stay home today, I think she plans to take me out and have a day with me.]
I follow it with:
[Craig: Also, that was funny! I don't know why they reacted that way]
I take my phone and go downstairs. My mom has her keys and she put her hair up so she didn't have to brush it. Smart.
"Are you ready to go, pumpkin?" She smiles
I nod in response "Let's get the fuck out of here!" I exclaim a bit too enthusiastically.
     She chuckles and leads me out to the car, we go out to eat, and Stan responds a couple of times and I text him back whenever he does. Otherwise he'll keep quipping at me. What's gotten into him? He's dating a girl. He should be texting her the same way he texts me.
     I'm not getting my hopes up. I can't let myself do that. It'll just hurt more when he's finally gone... and he realizes he doesn't want this... that he doesn't want me... he never wanted me.... never wanted this...
     Mom and I have some breakfast, she got pancakes and I got biscuits and gravy. We then go out of town, to the garden, where we walk around in silence, every now and again there's a "look at this, momma." From me.
     
Stan
     "Stan! Over here!" Wendy exclaims as lunch comes around. I go over and she kisses my cheek, I smile and sit beside her, her friends smile lightly at me and I smile back, she looks at me and leans up to kiss me softly, which I return, but I can't stop thinking about Craig. Wondering if he's okay. I wonder if he'd be okay with hanging out. He should be. We're still friends, right?
    After school I walk over to Craig's house and knock on his door. He answers and smiles when he sees me. That's so precious... I chuckle nervously and ask if he wants to hang out for a bit. He agrees and that makes me smile. We walk around and I tell him about my date. He tells me about his sickness and about what he and his mom did today.
     "I'm sorry dude. I feel like something I did made you sick." I sigh and he shakes his head
     "How does that work?" He responds and laughs softly.
     "I don't know, I just feel that way." I respond, his laugh makes me laugh aswell... it's just so contagious.
     I think everything will fall into place... and turn out for the best.