Why Do I Love You so Much(Style South Park)

The morning after

  Stan's pov now but I wanna do some more kyles pov in the next chapter.

 I wake up to the sun in my eyes, my head hurts like hell. I sit up slowly. My head turns to my desk. Kyles sitting on the chair with his head laying on the desk. His poofy red hair covering his face, "Kyle?" I ask my voice sounds awful. His head lifts up and he looks at me. His hair is in his eyes and he's pale, "Oh, your up now." He stretches.  

"My head hurts," I complain.

Kyle stops stretching and rushes to the bathroom. I lay back down covering my eyes. His footsteps come closer and I hear rattling. I peek over at him. He's shaking some IBUPROFEN into his hand, "Here and," he grabs a glass of water, "There."

His voice is deep and heavy with sleep. I swallow the pill and drown them in water, "What happened?"

He smirked, "A lot, actually. You know you were drunk," he sits down next to me, "Your very emotional when your drunk you know? And clingy, and hopefully truthful."

I look at him confused, I really don't remember anything, "Truthful what's that mean?"

His smirk comes back, "So tell me," he turns to face me, "Am I really that pretty?"

My turns red really fast, "W-what?"

"You called me pretty."

I bury my face in my hands, "I did not."

"Yes you did," I can hear the smile in his voice. He pulls my hands away. He's still smilingly, green eyes sparkling in.. hope?

I sit up fully still keeping eye contact, "Well are you?"

I ask. His smile drops a bit, "That's for you to answer."

I keep a straight face, "What if I do think your pretty? What would you do about it?"

He leans forward a bit. I also lean forward, "I don't know? What I do."

I feel his hot breath on my face. 

Let's all pretend they brushed their teeth and their breath doesn't smell like shit😍😍😍

   Suddenly I feel soft lips on mine, only for a hot second. He kissed me. He look guilty as he pulled away, "I'm sorry," he whispers. He try's to get up but I grab his wrist. He falls back on my bed and this time I kiss him. He kisses back. Our lips fit together like puzzle pieces. I come closer him so our bodies press together.

   His hands go to my waist to pull me closer. I cup his face with my hands. We both lean back so he's on top me. I take one hand of his face and trail down his back. He bites my lip softly, I except by opening my mouth. The opens and Kyle jolts up. In the doorway is a stunned Shelly. Our faces red.

"I'm visiting...for a while," Shelly rubs the back of her neck, "Just wanted to tell you little shit.."

She runs out after that, "Oh my god that was embarrassing," I say pinching my nose. Kyle laughed, "Sorry."

I look at him, "Why?"

He shakes his head and his whole mood changing, "I just, I'm going home."

   He stands up grabs his hat and leaves. And I just sit here like a idiot. Did I do something wrong. I must have. I sigh, "Stan! Pancakes are ready!"

  I forget all about Kyle and run downstairs. Mom's pancakes are the best. Shelly is sitting across from dad. I sit next to dad. Shelly shoots me a glare. I grab 3 pancakes and start to eat. Breakfast is silent as usual. The only difference is Shelly, who keeps giving me weird looks. I'm not the smartest person, but Mabye it's cause she walking in on Kyle on top me and us making out. I don't know could be the reason. But I do really need to talk to Kyle. 

    This chapter is short but I couldn't think of anything else to add to this. But I do have lots of ideas for the next chapter. Thanks for reading.