I shouldn't like him.
I shouldn't.
He's my best friend, I shouldn't think of him any way other than that.
But, I just couldn't help myself.
The thoughts I have about him are driving me insane.
They're disgusting and wrong, and I can't help it.
I didn't choose to be like this. It just happened and I don't want it, but I have to deal with it.
It's just that...
His smile, just makes my heart burst, his blue eyes, always reminding me of the sky on a cloudless day, his dark, ebony hair reminds me of the nighttime sky, with the stars and all their beauties to look at. He just overall gives my stomach butterflies, and gives my pale cheeks a crimson flush. He drove me insane.
I hid them though, my feelings.
I hid them from everyone, but me.
I hid them from our small group of friends,
the acquaintances no one worries about; and lastly,
him.
I hid them from him, Stanley Marsh.
My best friend.
My best friend with a bitchy girlfriend.
My best friend who is most definitely straight. It would be a dream if him and I were to happen.
But dreams are dreams and wishes are wishes, but they don't normally come true.
So here I was, Kyle Broflovski, stuck in this mess I was bound to never get out of...
Hi! It's the writer here. This is the first story I've written on this account. My friends enjoy it, so I hope you will too.
This story will involve some very heavy subjects, such as cutting and depression, perhaps a bit of drinking here and there. So if that affects you in anyway, you don't have to read.
this book also has the use of strong language, so beware of that.
NONE OF THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME.
ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO TREY PARKER AND MATT STONE. THANK YOU.
(WARNING!: DEPRESSING CONTENT, POORLY WRITTEN: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)
"I deserve just as much pain as she gives me." He said fully meaning it and crushing my heart all at once.
"No you don't. You are just a broken person both inside and out and all you need is to be fixed. When you're fixed there is nothing but beauty deep in you." I told him truthfully as he looked into my eyes with his shining with tears. In that moment all I could do was feel my heart break for this beautiful boy.
But something else was there and it was that I cared for him too. I was starting to fall for Andy. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I slowly leaned towards him and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips. It only lasted a couple of seconds, but it was enough to tell him that he wasn't alone. That he had me and together we could get through this.
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*Attention:THIS STORY IS VERY VERY POORLY WRITTEN!!!!!! VERY VERY BAD!!!!!!!! It's gotten more popular than I thought it would be and for that I'm embarrassed because it's not my best work. You're free to be however critical you want to be on this<3