South Park: A Love Story Pt. 2

Part 2

                      While Kyle was walking towards the bus stop, he thought only of what had happened the day before. Stan was perfect for Kyle, and Kyle knew that. But Kyle had loved Cartman for so long. Kyle's mind flooded with the posionous words that Cartman had infected him with. Suddenly, Kyle felt weak, and started crying. Five minutes later Kyle was at the bus stop, and Cartman was the only one there. Kyle didn't want Cartman to know anything was wrong. He quickly wiped the tears off of his face.
                     "Hey, fat ass." Kyle spoke.
                     "Kyle, I..." Cartman stuttered.
                     "You...what?" Kyle was anxious to know what he was about to say.
                     "Kyle, I...love you."
                     "R-really?!" Kyle got butterflies..
                     "Hell no, faggot!"
                      Kyle fell into a black abyss. He truly needed to see Kyle, because he was the only one who could pull Kyle up from his Hell. The bus started to pull up, slowly..
                    "WAIT ON ME!" Kyle looked back, it was Stan! Kyle's heart smiled, and his eyes turned red with passion. Stan was running to the bus stop as fast as he could. He stepped on the bus, at the perfect time. Stan sat down beside Kyle, and put Kyle's hand in his, and held it as if this was the last time they'd ever see each other again.
                   "Stan I'm so glad you're here with me." Kyle blushed.
                   "Kyle... Do you want be my boyfriend?"
                    Kyle's heart skipped a beat, "H-hell yes, dude!"
                    In an instant, Stan pulled Kyle close to his lips, but then Cartman screamed, "HEY LOOK EVERYONE, STAN AND KYLE SITTIN' IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
                  The two boys froze, in fear. They could have died right there. Finally, the bus had arrived at school. Stan and Kyle hurried off the bus to avoid any ridicule, or fists. Stan pulled Kyle into the janitor's closet. Stan pulled Kyle close to him, and their lips met. Stan thought that Kyle's lips tasted like honey. Kyle parted his mouth, and Stan slipped his tounge in. They kissed for what seemed to be forever.     "Kyle, I love you more than I could ever love anyone else!"
                 "I love you too. But what are we gonna do about everyone else. We're going to be the most hated people in South Park!"
                 "Who gives a shit about what people say?"
                 "They walked out of the janitor's closet, only to see thousands of eyes glaring at the two lovers.
                 "GET 'EM!!!" Everyone screamed.

~*To be continued*~