Euphoria // Grunge One-Shots

FwB - Eddie Vedder*

"How come you're just friends with him, (Y/N)? The two of you are always making such sexual jokes to each other and the flirting is pretty obvious as well."

I sigh. I've told her so many times before that Eddie is just my best friend. I admit, he's an attractive guy, but we've never done anything and it's just weird thinking about him as something other than my best friend. We grew up together, Ed and I. He was there for me when no one else was and the same goes for the other way around. Eddie is my soulmate, he knows everything about me. He used to hold me when I cried over guys, he used to hold my hair when I got wasted. He used to do anything for me, just to make me feel better. Once again, same goes for the other way around. I was there for him when his first real girlfriend left him broken. I was there for him when he broke his ankle because he tripped down the stairs after consuming just a bit too much alcohol. I was, and still am, always there for him.

"Why is it so hard to believe that Ed is just my best friend, Hannah? I've told you so many times: there's nothing more to it."

Hannah gives me a look which tells me she's certainly not convinced, but drops the subject nonetheless. Hannah stays with me for a while, until I need to leave. I made plans with Eddie to go out for dinner and I won't be late for it. Eddie and I are known for being late to everything, except if we plan to meet up, then we're never late.

I drop Hannah off on my way to Eddie's. I honk a couple of times. Eddie comes out of his house with a smile on his face, wearing his favourite flannel. He makes his way to me and gets insde the passenger seat. "Hey darling." he says before placing his lips against my cheek. I return the gesture, "Hey Ed." I say with a smile.

We reach the restaurant in no time and are taken to our seats by a very sweet young man. "Thank you." I tell him once we've reached the table. "No problem ma'am, have a great evening." the man says and adds a wink before leaving us alone.

I laugh to myself at his attempt of flirting, but Eddie is quiet about it. When I look up I notice some kind of angry expression on his face. "What's up, Ed?" I ask while putting my hands over his, which were lying on the table in front of him.

His head snaps up and he immediately brushes it off, "Oh, nothing. Let's order some drinks, yeah?" he smiles at me.

So, when the waiter arrives, we both order something to drink. Not long after, we order something to eat as well.

Throughout the evening there is one thought I can't get rid off. It has quite something to do with what Hannah said earlier today, about me and Ed. I actually started thinking of him as something more, how that might be, and now I can't stop thinking about it.

Ed and I both haven't been dating anyone for a long time and neither have we slept with anyone for a while. The thought of sleeping with Ed makes my face go red and I can't help myself when I start imagining things.

In Eddie's head, the same things are running through his mind, something caused by a comment from his good friend Chris Cornell. Chris couldn't help but say 'How come you've never shagged her, man? I know she's your best friend and all, but I don't understand how you can resist her..'

Behind my knowledge, the thought of shagging me keeps running through Eddie's mind and it causes him to get flustered. When I look up at him I notice he's already staring at me and I feel myself lurking for something more from him, a feeling I've never experienced before.

The air around us is so different from what it usually is and we both feel it, we just don't act upon it, nor do we say anything about it.

Two hours pass and we decide to head back to Eddie's place, to watch a film. The drive back to his place is filled with even more tension than in the restaurant. I look to my right to see Eddie looking at me again and I reach for his hand, which is placed on his knee, and I gently squeeze it. It's a very normal gesture for us, but tonight it seems different.