Author's Note: So, here it is, the final chapter. Sorry it took so long.

But I have to say that I honestly can't believe I started writing this story in May, back when I was still in freaking high school and hadn't graduated yet. And now, I'm starting college in just a few weeks… Time really does fly.

Anyway, I can't thank you guys enough for reviewing! :D I always enjoy reading what each of you has to say. Your reviews really do help/encourage me to keep writing. (Also, thanks to those of you who commented about my Stan plushie. ;D)

All I have to say about this last chapter is that some of you are gonna be very happy with Wendy's decision… (I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I just couldn't help myself. XD)

And this is the longest chapter out of all of them. Also, there are two big kissing scenes. :D 'Cause one just isn't enough, am I right? XD

Wendy gaped at Stan. Her expression was unreadable. She was as pale as a ghost, and all of the blood had drained from her face. It was the most uncomfortable feeling she had ever experienced. The pressure of making a decision like this was just too much for her to handle. "I, uh…" she finally began to speak, but she fell silent again after that. She nervously took a strand of her long, black hair and curled it tightly around her finger, now avoiding Stan's gaze by looking down at the floor.

Stan kept staring at her with harsh eyes. He knew that she was obviously confused about her feelings, but he didn't care. He wanted an answer from her, and he wanted it now. "Well?" he asked impatiently.

Wendy looked back up at Stan, releasing the lock of hair from her finger. "Could I maybe… talk to Kyle alone for a second?" she asked seemingly out of nowhere.

"Me?" Kyle asked incredulously. He was very surprised, to say the least, that she said his name.

"Yeah, it'll be quick, I promise," Wendy said, looking at Stan in some kind of hopeful, pleading manner.

Stan looked just as surprised as Kyle was, for he had no idea what Wendy's intentions could possibly be, but he figured that if Wendy did whatever she needed to do, she'd be able to make up her mind that much faster. "Fine, whatever," he said with a shrug.

Wendy smiled as she walked over to Kyle, took him by the hand, and led him out of the room. Kyle was forced to follow her into the hallway, growing more and more confused as Wendy then dragged him into another room, which turned out to be a spare bedroom. Wendy quickly let go of his hand to slam the door shut, giving them total privacy.

Kyle stared at her, and he couldn't help but notice the way she was grinning at him in such a… seductive way. He immediately began to feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest as she took a few steps closer to him.

"S-So, uh… why'd you want to talk to me, exactly?" Kyle asked, his uneasiness being clearly evident by the shaky sound in his voice.

Wendy now stood right in front of Kyle, a mere several inches away from his face. She put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow. "You have a crush on me, Kyle?" she asked playfully.

Kyle's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He absentmindedly started backing away from Wendy, because really, she was a little too close for comfort.

"W-Well, yeah, b-but it's not like it's anything serious," he stammered, backing up even further as Wendy continued to approach him. He backed up so far that he hit right into the wall. Shit, she had him cornered now.

Wendy finally stopped, once again, at a dangerously close distance from Kyle. "Why do you like me?" she asked.

Kyle gulped, giving a quick pull on the collar of his jacket for some air. It felt extremely hot in that room all of a sudden. "Well, I… what do you mean?" he asked.

"It's a simple question," Wendy said, somewhat annoyed with him for not being able to realize that. "What do you like about me?"

"What do I like about you?" Kyle repeated the question, since he really couldn't think of anything else to say, since he was at such a complete loss for words. "Shit, dude, there's a lot of things I like about you, Wendy," Kyle said, his heart suddenly stepping up to do the talking. "You're smart, you're confident, you're tough… I mean, you don't take shit from anyone, and you're not afraid to stand up for yourself… I just think that's fucking awesome. Plus, you're… really pretty, too…" He decided to end his rant with that, because if he went on any longer, he'd just be getting carried away, which he most likely already did anyway.

Wendy smiled widely at Kyle, and then she leaned her face even closer to his. "Kiss me," she whispered.

Kyle blushed madly, and his entire body heated up even more. He felt like he was going to pass out, but before his mind could even register what was happening, he found himself closing the tiny gap between them by gently pressing his lips into Wendy's. Her lips felt so warm and soft against his. He placed his hands on the small of Wendy's back, pulling her in closer until their bodies bumped together.

Wendy gradually pulled back from Kyle, allowing a few seconds for the tender moment to just soak in. Kyle's heart was now racing faster than it was before, if that was even humanly possible. He released Wendy from his grasp, and she took a step backward to give both of them some room to breathe.

"That was… nice," Wendy said in between long breaths.

"Yeah," Kyle agreed.

They stared at each other for a couple more seconds, though it felt like an eternity to Kyle, until finally, Wendy broke the awkward silence. "Look, Kyle, I do like you. I mean, you're really smart, probably even smarter than me, and you're kind, and very caring, and compassionate, but the thing is…" She felt her heart sink to the bottom of her stomach then. "I just… I don't like you like that. And I obviously can't force myself into liking you, because that really wouldn't be fair to me or to you, either. I hope you understand, Kyle. The last thing I want to do is hurt your feelings."

Kyle felt a sharp pain in his chest. It didn't take him two seconds to figure out that it was his heart that was causing it. "Of course I understand," he said with a sad smile. "You can't help what your heart wants, right?"

Wendy easily saw right through him. She laid her hand on his arm and gave it a comforting squeeze. "I'm sorry, Kyle," she said with sadness in her voice. "I really am. I hope we can still be great friends, because you really are a sweet person. You deserve someone better than me. I honestly mean that."

He gave her another half-hearted smile. "Thanks," he said. "I'd like it if we could still be friends." He genuinely meant that, too, because despite the fact that he was feeling utterly heart broken, he knew that a friendship with Wendy was better than nothing.

Who was he kidding anyway? He already knew from the beginning that Wendy loved Stan, and that the two of them were meant to be together. That was the whole reason why he was suppressing his feelings for Wendy in the first place. He never wanted to come between her and his best friend. His friendship with Stan was way too important for him to ever do something like that.

"Thank you, Kyle," Wendy said, giving his arm one last squeeze before letting go and turning around to leave the room.

Kyle waited quietly for Wendy to open the door, and then he followed behind her as she made her way back into Cartman's living room.

"Jesus fucking Christ! It's about damn time!" Cartman yelled. He was feeling angrier than usual because, not only was he pissed off by the fact that they were all still anxiously awaiting to hear Wendy's decision, but he was also still tied to that Goddamn chair.

Wendy completely ignored his outburst as she walked across the room until she reached Cartman. She then plopped herself right onto his lap and instantly pushed her lips into his. Cartman let out a stifled moan, both out of surprise and pleasure. He couldn't do much, though, considering his hands were still trapped behind his back. He decided, instead, to work his tongue into Wendy's mouth. She gladly accepted the entrance of his tongue and affectionately stroked it back with hers.

Both Kyle's and Stan's jaws had practically dropped to the floor as they gawked like idiots at Cartman and Wendy.

"Damn," Kenny said in awe. He had to admit, seeing the two of them make out like that was… kinda turning him on. "Give it to her good, fatass!" he cheered.

Stan and Kyle took one look at each other and immediately headed for the front door. Stan hurriedly grabbed the doorknob and turned it, opening the door just enough for the two of them to sneak right out. He closed it behind him and walked beside Kyle.

"Dude… just… dude," Kyle said in shock.

"I can't fucking believe I lost Wendy to that fat son of a bitch," Stan remarked, mostly to himself rather than to Kyle.

"I'm sorry, dude," Kyle said, stretching his arm out and wrapping it around Stan's shoulder.

Stan smiled at the gesture and did the same. "It's okay," he said, patting Kyle's back. "At least I've still got you, Kyle."

"Shit, of course, you do, Stan. You know I'll always be there for you," Kyle said supportively.

Hearing that made the grin on Stan's face grow bigger. "Yeah, I know," he said. "You're the best."

Kyle smiled, too, quickly forgetting everything that had just occurred. Because really, the only thing that mattered to him was that he had his best friend by his side. That was all he cared about.

"Hey, dude, I think you were right about something, though. I'd probably be better off if I were just gay," Kyle said, chuckling.

Stan laughed at that as well. "Me too, dude," he replied jokingly.

Well… maybe only half jokingly…

It was Monday morning, and all of the students were quietly sitting in their seats, taking their 'extremely difficult' science test, as described by Mr. Garrison.

Cartman stared down at his blank paper. He had one hand pressed to his forehead, the other holding his pen. He tapped it up and down against his desk. He knew he was screwed for this test. He fucking hated science. Seriously, who gives a shit about what the electric charge of a proton is? It was just so pointless and lame.

Of course, it also didn't help much that he hadn't studied for this test whatsoever. He was too busy hanging out with Wendy.

Goddamn that ho! Why did she have to distract him so much? Just thinking about her was enough to drive him crazy.

Shit. He would definitely have to make her pay for doing this to him. Maybe he could do that by slamming her up against the lockers and kissing the fuck out of her in front of everybody. She would totally hate that. After all, she already made it clear to him that she wanted to keep their new relationship a secret from the rest of the school as long as they possibly could.

But fuck that. Cartman wanted everybody to know that Wendy was his girlfriend. Besides, kissing her like that sounded like it would be kinda hot…

Goddammit. He really had it bad for that ho.

He shook himself from his thoughts and brought his focus back to his untouched science test. He looked at the clock and found out that he was almost out of time. He was running out of options now, and he had to do something, otherwise he was going to fail the test, and then he'd have to re-take it, which would suck balls.

He stealthily moved his eyes to look at Kyle's paper. He noticed that Kyle was writing something in big, bold letters. He squinted to read what it was.


Kyle turned his head and smirked evilly at Cartman.

Cartman grumbled under his breath. Well, fuck, that wasn't going to help him pass the test, now was it?

So, it seemed like he'd just have to cheat off of someone else…

Cartman looked to the opposite side of him to see Stan finishing up his test. He decided that copying Stan's answers would have to do for now. He stared at Stan's paper, trying to read what was written on it. He did a double take and nearly fell out of his seat when he saw what Stan was currently writing.

Cartman grinned cunningly. Apparently Stan was over Wendy and had a new crush now…

Let the blackmailing begin.


Additional Author's Note: Oh, Cartman, when will you ever learn? XD He's such an evil bastard. And yet, he's the one who ended up with Wendy. I hope you guys were happy with that outcome. I just love that pairing.

But I wanted to include that scene with Kyle and Wendy, too, because the whole story revolved around his not-so-secret crush on her, so I felt that they needed some kind of 'love' moment.

And yes, there was some implied Style toward the end. Please don't hate me for it. XD That friendship scene between them has got to be the sappiest thing I've ever written. I apologize if it was a little too corny. I wasn't even planning on writing it like that, I swear. I just sort of let it happen.

Aww, I'm kinda sad that my story is over now. D:

But anyway, I just wanted to thank everyone for reading and reviewing my story. I really appreciate it. I love you all, and I hope you had as much fun reading my story as I had writing it. ^_^


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