Stan
Stan hated Pip. He hated his stupid smile, he hated the way Pip spoke, the way he'd tilt his head slightly when confused, the way he'd pout slightly when upset...
He hated him.
So why did he love Pip at the same time? It confused him beyond belief, and no matter how much he pushed it to one side it always seemed to come back in some way. He'd constantly tell himself to "get a grip", or that it was "just a phase", but it seemed less and less like that as the days turned into weeks. Of course, the way he acted towards Pip never changed, as well as the way Pip responded to what he said or did. He was determined to keep it that way, no matter what.
He couldn't possibly fall for the same kid he once hated, right?
Unfortunately for him, the signs were clear. Whenever Pip showed up in his mind, he began to feel nauseous, and whenever the boy showed up, his symptoms only got worse. He couldn't admit it, but he was in love with the British boy.
And maybe, just maybe, Pip loved him too.
"Shut up Pip, you're not playing with us!" Cartman exclaimed. Pip had asked to join in on their superhero game. Yet, in classic Pip fashion, he was turned away.
Stan almost felt bad for the boy. Almost. Pip was a really nice kid. He never talked back to his elders, he never took what wasn't his, and no matter who it was he saw he always made sure to smile at them.
But Pip was already gone by that point. Stan thought of following the boy, but he needed to get back to his game.
Oh well. Maybe one day.