Never Getting Rid of Me (style fanfic)

Part 1-School

KYLE'S POV
"Hi Stan!" I said as I walked through South Park Elementary's deep hallways. "H-hi Kyle.." Stan answered as he flinched at every move of everyone shoving him. "Whats the matter?" I asked.

STAN'S POV
I have to lie. I cant make Kyle worry. It's sad, he cries and... "Nothing." I knew I had to let my feelings out. But not to this cutie. My eyes tried filling with tears, but I was fighting it. He caught the fact that I was fighting tears. Dammit. "Stan? Are you trying to hide your tears?" He asked. "No.." I told him. Immediate regret. "Stan. Tell me whats wrong." He had the most SERIOUS look on his face.

KYLE'S POV
He has to tell me. I mean, I tell him my feelings! Well.. Except one..
"K-kyle.. I cant-" I stopped him there. "Tell me." I said as I pulled him down to me, face to face in the middle of the hallway. I was as serious as can be. His eyes began filling up with tears. He's not fighting them.. maybe he is going to tell me..

STAN'S POV
Stupid! STUPID! STUPID!! I'm crying now! What the fuck is wrong with me?! I'm such an idiot! Ugh, here we go... I sigh weakly. "My parents divorced, and since my dad drinks alot now, I almost got hit with a beer glass. So now I see everyone and everything as dangerous." God damn it. I told him...

KYLE'S POV
"Dude! How the fuck do you even survive in that damn house?" I ask Stanley before hugging him. I dont care if my shoulder gets wet. Its just tears. And thats when the bell rings for first class.

We walk down the hall, and after a good minute of walking, I realize we are holding hands. I turn as red as a tomato, but Stan, with red eyes from crying so much, giggles.
TIME SKIP

STANS POV
Kyle is really cute. But the thing is, I know I will never have a chance with him.. Bebe is so overprotective when someone else is around him. Its only cause she likes his ass. She's not speaking true love like I do. I trace my finger along the pencil holder on my desk whilst I get lost in my thoughts. If only I could- "STANLEY MARSH!!" It was the teacher.. Guess I got too lost in my thoughts. "Y-yes sir?" I reply hastily. "Answer my question!" He yells at me.
"uhh... 43..?"
The whole class laughs at me. Im extremely embarrassed. Next thing I know I have a red hot face with other kids staring at me. A kid whispers to me, "this is social studies, dingus!"
I slouch down in my chair and take off my hat.