Eddie And Me (532 hits)
Category: RomanceRating: -0.3 on 10 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by ac21587 (View user info) at 2005-02-23 00:10:29 EST
He may not have been the normal, every girl's dream, but he was my dream. His parents were English, but he grew up briefly in the states and then in Paris. He had dark brown hair with crystal clear blue eyes. And as sappy and common as it sounds, I could lose myself in his eyes. He was smart, funny, and gorgeous...did I mention that he was my dream guy? I met him as a friend of a friend of a friend and thats all we ended up being: friends. We hung out all the time, talking about everything from politics to music to movies to sports. He was worldy and made me realize how little I knew from my small town in Connecticut. I took in everything he had to said and could not get enough. I became partially obsessed with him; he was all I'd talk about, all I'd think about. As badly as I did not want to fall into being that girl, I was. I fell for him and hard; he became my life. I tried to keep it cool around him but the second I heard his slightly accented voice come across the phone line, I got those butterflies in my stomach and my palms began to sweat. If I could just find the words to say how he made me feel inside every time my gaze met his, or how I felt when his arms wrapped around me when we'd hug...if I could just find the right words to tell him, then just maybe he'd realize how perfect we would be together and how he really loves me too, but just didn't know it.
Then it happened. It was only once, but it was something I would never ever forget for the rest of my life. It was one of those amazing summer nights and we were at a party. He brought me my Smirnoff from the trunk of his car and stood by my side the whole night, drinking his Guiness because, as he said, "the only difference between American beer and piss is the label". We put people to shame at the beer pong table and I finally got to be President in Asshole...but only because he passed me cards under the table. I don't boast a huge drinking tolerance, but I had quite a few, and was feeling just so damn...happy. Eddie, on the other hand, can really pack them away. I saw him drink ten beers and I'm sure there was more somewhere in there. He had ran out of alcohol and asked me if I would accompany him to his car to get more beer out of his trunk. Of course I said yes, and we walked down the darkened driveway to his parked car. He unlocked his trunk and asked me to grab his cell phone out of the back seat of his car. I opened the door and went searching for his phone, only to be startled when he joined me in the back seat.
"Holy shit, you scared me," I said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."
"It's ok...so where the hell is your phone?"
"Oh, it's right here in my pocket...I just wanted to get you in my back seat..."
And there, in the back of his parent's BMW, he kissed me. I don't know if it was the alcohol or the atmosphere or what, but it was the best damn kiss of my life. It didn't stop there, and after a steamy make out session, we had sex, right there on the seat his whole family has sat on. I wasn't a virgin at that point, although I had limited experience, but it was amazing...the fireworks kind of sex. He knew just where to touch me and how. It was one of the most extraordinary moments of my life and I hoped that it would never have to end.
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It was two weeks after that party that he called me, wanting me to come over. I coyly asked if anyone was going to be home and he assured me it was going to be like that. A little uneasy, I made my way over to his house. When I get there, he wasn't sitting outside waiting for me, like he always is. I knocked and he let me in, then motioned for me to sit down.
"Alright, you're sorta creeping me out here...what's all this about?"
He couldn't look me in the eye. His blue eyes traveled around the room, landing anywhere but on me.
"I have something to tell you, but I don't want you to get upset... You know that I really care about you and everything, and we have such a great friendship, and I really don't want to lose you as a friend."
Oh my god. My heart stopped. I don't think I was breathing either.
"And the other night at the party...I mean that was great and everything, but I just really don't think that we...I just don't want to mess up what we have now. So I think that maybe we should just be friends."
Those words...the only words in the English language that have ever caused me that much pain. I went completely numb and had a hard time understanding everything that just happened. He just wanted to be friends? But what about that night? The sex? The fireworks? Did that mean nothing to him?
"And there's something else I need to tell you." He sighed and locked his eyes onto mine, now tearing up and preparing to release a flood. "Me and Julie...we're getting back together."
Julie?? As in, ex- girlfriend Julie?? As in the girl that ripped out his heart and left him totally devastated? The total bitch that I helped him get over? Julie??
"Now I know what you're thinking...and yes, me and Julie have had our problems, but she really wants to work on it and I think that we should give it another shot."
My whole world had collapsed. The last two weeks have been the happiest of my life and the one guy that helped make them possible had just fucked me and left for his fucking ex-girlfriend. This was the same guy that I was sure wanted to be with me; the one that I was so sure would become not just one, but two. We would become Eddie and me. But there, in the afternoon sun of his living room, he tore apart my dreams with a blonde slut named Julie. I left that day, completely heart broken and wrecked, and knew that that was the end of Eddie and me.
User Reviews
Submitted by Jungle_Jimanee (user info) at 2005-02-23 08:52:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
My sympathies.
Submitted by TheSpook (user info) at 2005-02-23 08:40:02 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-02-23 02:06:11 (#)
Ranking: -2
I clicked here in the hopes of finding a post about Iron Maiden's Eddie, but instead I get a huge screen of illegible text.
Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2005-02-23 05:55:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
As much as I hate to +2 a post with no paragraphs...
+2 for Eddie Vedder
Submitted by Williams_2004 (user info) at 2005-02-23 05:44:24 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
You get a +1 because I liked the story. You would have had a +2 but you didnt space your post. PARAGRAPHS, USE THEM
Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-02-23 02:06:11 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
I clicked here in the hopes of finding a post about Iron Maiden's Eddie, but instead I get a huge screen of illegible text.
Submitted by Joemama (user info) at 2005-02-23 01:50:34 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
Affected my breathing
Submitted by DonovanMD (user info) at 2005-02-23 00:56:23 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Re do this with better spacing. If its uncomftarble to read on Uber, the reader will simply move on to the next post. You have to make your post standout. And that starts with paragraphs.
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2005-02-23 00:49:11 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I won't even give you the old -2 Die! if you repost this in a timely manner. Need to hit enter twice at the end of paragraphs son. Get on it!
Submitted by Thored (user info) at 2005-02-23 00:39:43 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
I refuse to read this...
SPACE
YOUR
POSTS.
Submitted by youarsoghey (user info) at 2005-02-23 00:16:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Try reformatting with double spaces like other posts do.