Stan's pov
I'm sitting in my room, working on my math homework that should of been done two days ago. While scratching my head, the doorbell rings through out the house.
I sigh and throw my homework in my bed and head downstairs to open the door. A smile appears on my face as I open the door. Kyle is standing in front of my door with some kind of expression.
"Hey Kyle what's up?" I ask
"Can we talk?" He ask
I nod and step to the side to allow Kyle to walk through the door way. He steps over towards the sofa. Closing the door I stroll over to the sofa and plop down. I pat the seat next to me and he hesitant to sit. Eventually he does sit but with this uneasy expression. I put one hand behind my head while I flip through the channels. I can see Kyle bite his lip from the corner of my right eye.
I put a hand on his shoulder and turn my head towards him.
"What's wrong Kyle?" I ask
"I can't get rid of this feeling that you're more then just a friend. I want to ask you if I use to have feelings for you?" He asks
I quickly take a shaky breath and stare at Kyle for a few minutes. Then without speaking a word I grab Kyle's face and smash our lips together.
After ten minutes I pull away from Kyle's face and wait for his reaction. He's just sitting there with his eyes wide and mouth parted a little bit.
I stand up and walk over to the feont door with Kyle following behind me. He turns around and looks at me for a few seconds with an emotion in his eyes that I can't identify.
I watch him walk down the stairs and onto the side walk. Closing the door I sigh and slolwy walk to my bedroom.
