Rather uneventful week so far, hence the lack of posts. Thought maybe I'd fill in a bit of the back story on AS and I, so you readers have some idea of who this girl is, why she means so much to me, and of how that came to be.
TB and I had been friends since we were little tykes, about 2 or 3 years old. We met because our families go to the same church, and we grew up together. He is probably my oldest friend. During our junior year of high school, he and AS started dating. I didn't get to know her very well until this past summer, after my senior year of high school. She worked at a store in the same strip mall as me, so we'd get Caribou and stuff sometimes. Also, TB started bringing her to parties at AH's house, so we'd chat then because he'd usually be off lighting things on fire or other manly things. TB and I did talk about her...she had some fidelity issues. She had phone sex with a guy, TB got pissed so she didn't talk to her friend for almost a year, when they talked again they had phone sex again, bad move. She was always telling him how hot she thought different guys were, and he never was interested in anybody but her, so he told her. Around us guys he was normal, commenting on how hot various girls were. That made sort of a problem for them. They never did sleep together, but they did just about everything else, he was the first guy to ever see her naked, etc etc, love love, she planned on getting married to him and all that jazz.
So her cousin comes to visit. Second cousin actually. They stay up all night watching movies, talking and whatnot, and one night they thought it would be funny if they made out. Something to laugh about at the wedding, right? So it happens, and she feels awful about it. TB is leaving for a week, so she tells him about it before he leaves. He went to a party, got super drunk and told everybody what happened even though he said he wouldn't. Then he was gone for a week. When he got, he dumped her. She thought it would be temporary but it really was the end. And so began her downward spiral. I already had feelings for her but obviously would never do anything to act on them while she was with TB, so when they broke up I was there for her. We hung out, watched a bunch of movies, went out to eat, and I was just there to listen to her cry or whatever she needed to do. No problem.
About 3 or 4 days after they broke up, I finally got her drunk. We had been talking about it all summer, it just never worked out. She had a great time, all was well in the world. There were two weeks left in summer and we partied together 4 times. I kissed her once, and we were both drunk so I told her how I felt about her. If we hadn't drank together, I doubt I ever would have told her, and I wish I hadn't, because it would have made life so much more simple. The last time we drank, we hooked up...nothing serious, we made out for a couple hours. We were both ok about it, life went on and nobody knew. She was still in love with him, obviously, so it never crossed my mind to be with her. Also, that would have been super weird to start dating my friend's ex a couple weeks after they broke up. Soon after that last party, we spent a whole night together, and she broke down crying at TB's house. I think that was honestly the lowest point I have ever seen someone sink...it was honestly the most heartwrenching experience since my grandpa passed away a few years ago. We got out of there, and I just held her for a couple hours.
And she kissed me.
When it happened, I felt a jolt go through my body. I have never had that feeling before. My heart skipped 10 beats. I knew right then that she was going to be my girl, that I had to make her mine. The next morning I went off to college.
I'll post Part 2 tomorrow
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