Not as Easy as It Looks: Kyle Broflovski x Reader

Chapter Eighteen

*Your P.O.V.*

"No Craig," I told him.

"Come on, (Y/N), " Craig continued to press the topic.

Currently Craig was in my room, trying to convince me to go to Clyde's party.

"You need a little fun and to just let loose," he commented.

"Craig, I'm not up for that right now," I whined.

""If you refuse to go, I'll force you," he threatened.

I rolled my eyes, "And how-"

"I'll drag you to his house," he interrupted, "by your hair."

"You wouldn't-"

I let out a scream as Craig tugged on my hair.

"Fine, I'll go," I cried.

Craig had a self-satisfied smile, "Good, now help me hide."

"Why are you hiding?" I questioned.

"Your scream is probably going to make your parents come up here," he explained.

"My parents aren't home," I told him. "They went to visit my aunt."

"Then why did you make me go though the window?" he asked.

"Because it's funny to watch you struggle," I laughed.

"I'm only willing to struggle for you," he winked.

I started to blush, "W-well I'm going to get ready."

I went to my closet to pick out something more suitable. I changed in the bathroom, where I also styled my hair and did my make-up.

"I'm done," I announced.

"You took 36 minutes," he complained.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

"It's fine, now we can just be fashionably late," he said.

I grabbed my coat and followed Craig to his car which was parked in the back ally.