EDDIE'S CHRONICLES

Heh! Addicted? Yes, Eddie was addicted. What was he addicted to? He kept wondering but constantly pushed it back to avoid accidentally waking himself from this bliss. The bliss blinded him form everything else allowing him only to look but not see.

Love? Was this love? What was love even? How would he even know when he was feeling it? Clearly, Eddie was confused on what to feel of company.

It had only been a week since they'd kissed but Eddie had been stuck in that moment, reliving it by the second, feeling it over and over till he'd mastered every trail marked by company on his skin.

Now, let it be known that Eddie had never been one to fancy the talking stages of anything. Being a very practical person, everything was straight to the point with little to no chitchat but company... mmmh, yes company... company was different. Day in day out he looked forward to those moments they'd just talk about the nothings and somethings of life.

He should have seen it though! For him, it was just the spending of time together but for company, the feeling couldn't have been more different. A mere distraction.

'An opportunist???'

Desire, desire to be wanted, to fit in with company's clique, to be simply associated with company, was it too much to ask for? The poise and regality company imposed, the ability to seduce without even batting an eye! Like a moth is drawn to light, Eddie couldn't help but feel the same for company. He wanted more of this mystery, he was ready to Sherlock everything there was to know about this marvel.

'Hold up, you forget who you are! You forget what you are, you can never measure up!'

The mind can a beauty and allow you endless delusional possibilities but it can also be one very annoying thing, especially when it decides to rebel against you. This was the exact predicament Eddie had been caught up in.

INSECURITIES. Was it insecurities that made him want company even more? Don't get me wrong, company was quite easy on the eyes but this, this ran deeper than physical attraction, he wanted a life like company led. He wanted to be company.

Obsessed? Maybe.

"Hi!"

"Hi."

Smiling on the border of sly and unsure, "So, are you free?"

Eddie felt the feelings of panic and bliss melded together rise through him making him all hot. He knew exactly what was to follow based on his reply.

"Yeah, I'm free."

'Shit! Did I sound too eager, fuck! Did I come off as too desperate?' Before his mind could mess him up some more...

"Can we meet up?"

'Redemption! I can finally fake my eagerness.'

"Sure, at what time?'

'Fuck!!! What's wrong with me?'

"Five," and he left.

Yep!!!!! That was enough to send him into overdrive. The dumbness of looks, scents and even body posture was all he could think of now. Cussing himself out, Eddie restocked his breath mints. Was this love? Is it supposed to be this... this sweaty?

Minutes slugged by as Eddie patiently waited for company. Questions thrummed his mind as the sinking feeling of doubt settled on him.

'Do I want this? Do I need this?'

"Hi."

"Umm, hi," Eddie replied rather feebly. All the questions he'd had dissipated and lovestruck blindness engulfed him.

When you're that high on the feels, you need no communication to know what to do. Passion took control and before too long, they'd locked lips and the soft grunts and moans of pleasure spoke for them.

'This is nice, isn't it?'