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C:15

*3rd POV*
It was a Halloween night, and everyone was gathering at Kyle brovflovski's house for a sleepover, like they did every year. It was always fun, except for the fact Eric's fatass would never stop snoring. Though, he's gotten better since elementary school. Don't set your expectations too high though, he's still a bitch.

The normal people who were there every year would go,
Stan, kyle (obviously, it's his house), Kenny, Eric, Wendy, Bebe, Clyde, jimmy, token, butters, Craig, and tweek.
They always did fun stuff, eat till they can't breathe, watch movies, play video games, and in general just make Memories.

*Tweeks POV*
Craig was at my house, waiting for me to finish packing my clothes, pillow, blanket, ADD meds, etc. everything so we could go to kyles house.
Craig and I were dating and couldn't be happier, even though we were young, our parents still accepted us. And they didn't make us sleep on separate beds, they trusted us enough.

"Babe, hurry up!! We're going to be late!!" Craig said while wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.
"Y-yeah- AGH! I'm ready." I said while interlocking my hands with Craig's.

"You boys heading to kyles?" My mom asked while peaking in from the living room.
"Y-yeah, we'll be back t-tomorrow!" I said while Craig pulled me out the door. Mom just smiled and nodded.
"Excited?" I said giggling a little.
"As always, even though we don't hang out with them that much it's still fun to be around em" Craig said while we walked on the cold snowy sidewalk.

"Did you pack everything?" Craig asked while putting his arm around my shoulder.

"Agh! Don't make me overthink it!" I said while twitching hard.
"Aha, okay, I'm just kidding love." Criag said while kissing my cheek.

As we walked through kyles door, his
Mother greeted us and told us to go
Upstairs to kyles room, a few boys were there but not all, it was still early.
"Oh hey Craig! Hey tweek!" Stan said while playing on kyles WII with cartman.
"FUCK BALLS!" Cartman yelled as he missed the ball, yes, they were playing baseball.
"Oh hey guys! Put your stuff down anywhere, we were just about to order pizza, pepperoni fine?" Kyle asks while typing the number on his phone.
"That's fine with me, what about you teeek?" Craig asked as he kissed my hand and put down our stuff.
I gave a nod and sat on the floor next to Craig and watched stan completely demolish cartman in every WII game known to man.

Everyone else arrived and we sat downstairs and ate pizza, I didn't eat that much, half because who knows what could happen to the pizza at a sleepover with a bunch of boys and the other half because I just wasn't that hungry.

Then, my least favorite part of the sleepovers. Scary stories.

Once it was 2:00 AM, we'd turn all the lights off, light 2 small candles, and tell scary stories.
Now, I tried to stay as calm as possible because I didn't want the others thinking I was a pussy, because usually some of the stories were dumb, but Token and butters were oddly good at telling them! So they were usually the designated ones to tell them.

As everyone gathered back in the room from changing into their PJs, some guys were shirtless, some were in normal pjs, some were in childish ones. Eric was just a big baby so obviously he'd wear Pjs with fire trucks on them, but he was the only one wearing babyish PJs.
Craig, token, stan, and
Kenny were shirtless, the girls were in their normal PJs, and the rest of us were in casual PJs.
I was wearing craigs clothes, they were much more comfortable than my own.

Criag never liked telling stories because he thought they were boring, so I laid back between his legs while he wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his heartbeat and the warmth of his skin.
"Okay gays! Who's
Gonna tell the first story?" Stan asked while leaning back on his bed frame.
"I will!" Token says as he grinned slyly.
Oh god.
Tokens stories always scared me shitless.

As token told his story I felt my breathing become shakier and shakier. I knew what was happening.
With the darkness feeling as if it was
Coming closer and closer, and my breathing got heavy, I knew I was having an anxiety attack.

Not wanting anyone to see,
I quietly told Craig I was going to the bathroom.

Before I could even get there though, I broke down on the stairs, and started to breathe heavy. I silently sat down on the step and covered my mouth to avoid any noise in the dimly lit stairway.
It seemed as if a thousand voices were whispering in my ear but I couldn't figure out what they were saying.

I started breaking down crying but the only thing that came out was tears.

"Tweek?" I heard a familiar voice call from behind me, though I couldn't turn my head. It was butters.
He started to speed walk over to me and put his hands on my shoulders shaking me, which didn't help at all, just made it worse.

I could hear him run back and after around 30 seconds Craig came
Over to me and wiped my tears and took my hands.
"Honey look at me, name 3 things about me." Craig said while rubbing his thumbs on my hands.
"Blue hat..tan skin..black polished fingernails.." I said quietly before taking a deep breath, though it came out shaky.
"Good job love, how do you feel?" Craig asked as he pulled me into a light hug.
"I'm okay..just shaken up!" I said while giving a small smile.
Craig leaned into me and kissed me.
"If you want to leave at all tonight let me know, even if its 5 AM, just give me the word and we'll leave." Craig said as he helped me up.
I nodded and smiled.

(HII!! So this was a bit of a longer one! I hope It was cute!!
The next thing though..idk what it'll be )

Word count. 1060

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