Jeremy and I are two of a pair, so to speak. We are both like each other a lot, except for the little age difference, he is 4 1/2 years older to me. I know this isn't a big deal and all, but sometimes the age gap makes a difference. As and example, Jeremy is not a virgin, as where I am.
We kind of grew up different. Him and his family that is like the normal family, divorce, sibling problems...you get the point. I am well...the tipical American family. We have a high social rank in the community and from the outside, my family is perfect, from the inside it's as messed up and the room I live in when I was a kid.
Everything in my world was suppose to be perfect, except for the part that I wanted to die and just not deal with the pain inside me.
Then I met Jeremy.
The sweetest guy in the world you could ever imagine. He was in a bad relationship and I kinda helped him through it and he ended up dumping her. We talked alot. About school, friends, family, our problems. His friendship gave me a good reason to live and no matter what went wrong, Jeremy was there to make it seem like it was small and didn't matter. And in my sheltered life, most of it didn't.
He had asked me out several times, but each ended in a polite smile and a no. I wasn't ready for a commitment or anything. I've always been told I'm a free spirit that would take years to tame down. He would back off the topic, and I knew he was hurt but didn't want to ruin the friendship we had. Finally one day I decided to pursue the topic.
"Jeremy, why do you want to go out with me?" I asked in the middle of a conversation that had nothign to do with my question.
"Why do you always ask questions?" He joked around.
I hit him playfully. "No seriously, tell me."
"Brittany, your everything in this world a guy would want. You're real. You don't try to be something you're not and if someone doesn't like it, you say go to hell and don't care. You're different, and you have gotten really close to me and you're in my heart all the time. I just want to be in yours all the time."
"Jer, you're always in my heart. You are the best friend a girl could ever have."
"That's the point. I don't want to be just your best friend. I want to be your everything. When you go out on dates and you say they are jerks, well I know they have been the whole time. I know you and I know that the guys you date aren't right for you."
"Com'on hun. You know I'm not good with relationships. I don't think I've ever had a boyfriend last longer then 2 months."
"That's because they aren't right for you." His eyes were so big and open they made my heart melt.
"Well O.K. My question is answered, so how was your day yesterday?"
He rolled his eyes. I knew Jeremy was use to me switching topics whenever I felt uncomfertable or when I had nothing to say. He also knew not to pursue it because I needed time to think about everything before I could talk about it again. Our time together was much the same.
"Hey Jeremy?" I asked one day before he could say anything to me.
"Yes Brittany?" His smile was cute and happy.
"Will you go out with me?" My voice got timid as I asked this, because I wasn't sure if I had lost my chance or not.
I watched his smile change and his eyes dance as he took me into his arms and gave me the biggest hug I ever have had. He had completely swarmed over me since I was only 5'3 compared to his 6'2. When he let go, his smile was better then before. I felt like flying.
Life was pretty much the same as before except my heart felt filled and I was always happy. Jeremy and I spent a lot of time together just hanging out. He never made a move more then kissing becuase I, still being a virgin, didn't really know what to do and wasn't to comfertable with it all.
Jeremy wanted to become a bar tender so one night we started looking at drink mixes talking about the crazy names they had and what we would want to try. Me, only being drunk once and that was even on accident, had no clue about any of these drinks.
"KIWI LEMON. A mixed drink.
1 Part Kibowi 2 Parts Bitter Lemon Soda
Mix in highball glass. Stirr. Garnish with slice of kiwi.
That sounds really good"
He laughed at the drink card I was looking at. "I have so many highballers it's not funny and over 200 shot glasses."
"Highballers?"
"High ball glass, most drinks are mixed in them."
"Oh ok." I giggled at him thinking how odd it was that he knew all of this and I didn't.
We talked more about different drinks and what he likes and what he thought I would like.
"What do you think would be the first thing you would give me at th bar?" I asked wanting to see what he'd say.
"Two tooters."
"Why?"
"Cuz I don't want to start you off with somthing too strong." He winked at me and gave me one of his playful smiles. "Ane because they are so fucking yummie." I couldn't help but start laughing with him.
