JemEvans
War Child
I was watching the Electical Storm vid and as usual wishing that I could have been the mermaid for the chance to lick the water off of Larry's chest ^_^ He looks So good in that. *erhm* anywho. For some odd reason the song got me thinking and I came up w/this lil story. Edge is single during Achtung Baby and he has yet to meet Mor.
Now...on w/my insanity. heheh
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"You're what!?!" I didn't care if my sudden outburst had gotten the attention of the patrons around our table or that we'd probably be kicked out. All I was focused on was the nerve of my boyfriend, who I'd been dating for the past three years, and his pick to break up with me in my favorite resturant pub The Kitchen. He'd brought me here knowing that since the place was owned by two of my highly loved and respected musicians I'd be in too good of a mood to try anything embarressing. Oh was he wrong.
"You're dumping me for some girl that's younger?!? I moved here for you!!" I was so furious and screaming now at the top of my voice that without any doubt everyone was able to clearly hear what was going on. 'Will you calm down? You'll get us thrown out and you're overreacting here. Sit down so we can talk about this' He was trying to get me to sit but I wouldn't even let him touch me and wanted to make sure he knew just how I felt about all of this. My so called loving boyfriend was expecting for me to act 'Reasonable' as he always said I should be with things in life.
Reasonable. I'd be more than happy to show him just how reasonable I could be...by throwing my pint of Dark Stout Guinness right in his face. As soon as I did that I quickly hated what I'd done, only because I had been the one to pay for the drinks and now I'd just wasted my last pounds on being reasonable. Before we could be banned by the manager I stormed out without bothering to say another word to my now ex or hear any of his used lines. I'd let him be responsible for paying the bill and could care less if he'd forgotten his wallet in my bag which had become a habit of his to not have to carry anything.
Twenty minets later it finally hit me that he really had broken up with me and to make matters worse I suddenly didn't have a place to stay at after I would go through the standard moving out of his place with my things break up routine. It wasn't like I didn't have any friends that I could ask to crash at their places. The thing was that most were married with kids and I didn't want to hear them telling me 'I told you so'. None of them had ever warmed up to Trent and would constantly warn me he'd end up breaking my heart. Christ. I wish I had listened to them instead of letting myself fall for such a sod. I didn't want to head for his flat just yet but there weren't really that many places still open at this hour of night and with no money my choices were getting slimmer by the moment. Out of just pure anger I picked up a near by rock and just threw it in some direction without caring where it landed. My mistake was not checking to see if the streets were clear before I did something as stupid as that. The second the rock went flying I saw someone quickly duck to avoid being the target.
Running over to the person I began to apologize, hoping they wouldn't be pissed and start a fight over my being so careless. "Bugger...I'm so sorry...I... I didn't see anyone when I threw the rock and.... you just came out of nowhere. I'm Really sorry for almost hitting you" The man chuckled and was busy brushing himself off while I apologized so I didn't see his face. If I had I know I would have either passed out or babbled worse. 'No harm done....maybe I should have been the one watching out for flying rocks out at this hour. Got a good aim for not seeing me walking down the street.' When he looked up there was no mistake in not being able to recognize him. Those sharp cheekbones, those amazing and ever hypnotizing green eyes, that tasty neck... I just stared at him before my brain finally unfroze to scream out that I had been THIS close to hitting The Edge. "Oh my god. I almost hit The Edge....I'm such a loon for not even Thinking of looking before....Christ. I'm so so....Really So Sorry Mr. The Edge. I didn't mean....oh please don't be mad" My first encounter with one of the greatest guitarist players ever and the man I had a school girl crush on had almost got hit by my throwing a rock. I stopped talking all together when he gently took a hold of me by my shoulders, his smile melting me from the inside. 'It's ok....look how 'bout we just step in to that pub across the street. seems might do you some good to sit down.' I just nodded and let him lead me over to the pub.
We found a table near the back and he ordered two pints for us. 'Now...seeing as how you're a fan for recognizing me. Mind I ask why the rock throwing?' He smiled again, looking into my eyes and gently taking hold of my hands. My hands tend to be cold a lot and his were just so warm that it helped me to relax as I felt him slowly rubbing mine to warm them up. "Well.... you see. I just broke up with my boyfriend. Or more like he dumped me while we were at The Kitchen. Something about another girl who he'd met at his work...I didn't really stay to hear the rest. I didn't think there'd be anyone out on the street when I threw that rock out of pure frustration" Edge was so sweet and he listened to my whole story about my moving to Ireland to be with Trent, taking a job to help pay for rent...everything. 'Well sounds like he's the arse who's lost a very nice girl... It's his loss and your gain since now you'll be able to find the right guy for you' Edge hadn't stopped rubbing my hands the whole time while we drank our pints. Soon we were having more drinks and talking more causually about anything that came to our minds. I was having such a great time that I didn't realize the time until I began to yawn a bit. Edge looked at his watch and looked surprised. 'Oh.... seems I've kept you for several hours now. It's gotten late and you're probably really tired... I should let you. Wait. Do you even have somewhere to crash? I mean I don't think you'll be wanting to go back to his place' I blushed. I actually blushed when he asked me that and looked down a bit. "Ummm...no not really. I figure I can just sneek back into his place to crash for a couple hours before packing up my stuff. It's ok. I've loved getting the chance to talk to you" For the countless time since meeting him I melted at seeing him smile. 'No no. That won't do....I'll get you a room in a nice hotel. Can't have one of our beautiful fans go with no place to stay in. I don't want to hear any protest 'bout it either. I insist I help after you were so nice to miss hitting me.' I laughed at his last comment and agreed to let him find me a place to stay for the night.
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ok only ending it here 'coz i've run out of time to use the computer. Sadly I don't have my own and have to use ones @ my old school. Tell me what you think so far. Should I continue or just let this go ? heheh You can tell me if I'm a bad writer. They say you're your own worst critic and it's true so let me know kiddies.
TTFN....ta ta for now.
Now...on w/my insanity. heheh
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"You're what!?!" I didn't care if my sudden outburst had gotten the attention of the patrons around our table or that we'd probably be kicked out. All I was focused on was the nerve of my boyfriend, who I'd been dating for the past three years, and his pick to break up with me in my favorite resturant pub The Kitchen. He'd brought me here knowing that since the place was owned by two of my highly loved and respected musicians I'd be in too good of a mood to try anything embarressing. Oh was he wrong.
"You're dumping me for some girl that's younger?!? I moved here for you!!" I was so furious and screaming now at the top of my voice that without any doubt everyone was able to clearly hear what was going on. 'Will you calm down? You'll get us thrown out and you're overreacting here. Sit down so we can talk about this' He was trying to get me to sit but I wouldn't even let him touch me and wanted to make sure he knew just how I felt about all of this. My so called loving boyfriend was expecting for me to act 'Reasonable' as he always said I should be with things in life.
Reasonable. I'd be more than happy to show him just how reasonable I could be...by throwing my pint of Dark Stout Guinness right in his face. As soon as I did that I quickly hated what I'd done, only because I had been the one to pay for the drinks and now I'd just wasted my last pounds on being reasonable. Before we could be banned by the manager I stormed out without bothering to say another word to my now ex or hear any of his used lines. I'd let him be responsible for paying the bill and could care less if he'd forgotten his wallet in my bag which had become a habit of his to not have to carry anything.
Twenty minets later it finally hit me that he really had broken up with me and to make matters worse I suddenly didn't have a place to stay at after I would go through the standard moving out of his place with my things break up routine. It wasn't like I didn't have any friends that I could ask to crash at their places. The thing was that most were married with kids and I didn't want to hear them telling me 'I told you so'. None of them had ever warmed up to Trent and would constantly warn me he'd end up breaking my heart. Christ. I wish I had listened to them instead of letting myself fall for such a sod. I didn't want to head for his flat just yet but there weren't really that many places still open at this hour of night and with no money my choices were getting slimmer by the moment. Out of just pure anger I picked up a near by rock and just threw it in some direction without caring where it landed. My mistake was not checking to see if the streets were clear before I did something as stupid as that. The second the rock went flying I saw someone quickly duck to avoid being the target.
Running over to the person I began to apologize, hoping they wouldn't be pissed and start a fight over my being so careless. "Bugger...I'm so sorry...I... I didn't see anyone when I threw the rock and.... you just came out of nowhere. I'm Really sorry for almost hitting you" The man chuckled and was busy brushing himself off while I apologized so I didn't see his face. If I had I know I would have either passed out or babbled worse. 'No harm done....maybe I should have been the one watching out for flying rocks out at this hour. Got a good aim for not seeing me walking down the street.' When he looked up there was no mistake in not being able to recognize him. Those sharp cheekbones, those amazing and ever hypnotizing green eyes, that tasty neck... I just stared at him before my brain finally unfroze to scream out that I had been THIS close to hitting The Edge. "Oh my god. I almost hit The Edge....I'm such a loon for not even Thinking of looking before....Christ. I'm so so....Really So Sorry Mr. The Edge. I didn't mean....oh please don't be mad" My first encounter with one of the greatest guitarist players ever and the man I had a school girl crush on had almost got hit by my throwing a rock. I stopped talking all together when he gently took a hold of me by my shoulders, his smile melting me from the inside. 'It's ok....look how 'bout we just step in to that pub across the street. seems might do you some good to sit down.' I just nodded and let him lead me over to the pub.
We found a table near the back and he ordered two pints for us. 'Now...seeing as how you're a fan for recognizing me. Mind I ask why the rock throwing?' He smiled again, looking into my eyes and gently taking hold of my hands. My hands tend to be cold a lot and his were just so warm that it helped me to relax as I felt him slowly rubbing mine to warm them up. "Well.... you see. I just broke up with my boyfriend. Or more like he dumped me while we were at The Kitchen. Something about another girl who he'd met at his work...I didn't really stay to hear the rest. I didn't think there'd be anyone out on the street when I threw that rock out of pure frustration" Edge was so sweet and he listened to my whole story about my moving to Ireland to be with Trent, taking a job to help pay for rent...everything. 'Well sounds like he's the arse who's lost a very nice girl... It's his loss and your gain since now you'll be able to find the right guy for you' Edge hadn't stopped rubbing my hands the whole time while we drank our pints. Soon we were having more drinks and talking more causually about anything that came to our minds. I was having such a great time that I didn't realize the time until I began to yawn a bit. Edge looked at his watch and looked surprised. 'Oh.... seems I've kept you for several hours now. It's gotten late and you're probably really tired... I should let you. Wait. Do you even have somewhere to crash? I mean I don't think you'll be wanting to go back to his place' I blushed. I actually blushed when he asked me that and looked down a bit. "Ummm...no not really. I figure I can just sneek back into his place to crash for a couple hours before packing up my stuff. It's ok. I've loved getting the chance to talk to you" For the countless time since meeting him I melted at seeing him smile. 'No no. That won't do....I'll get you a room in a nice hotel. Can't have one of our beautiful fans go with no place to stay in. I don't want to hear any protest 'bout it either. I insist I help after you were so nice to miss hitting me.' I laughed at his last comment and agreed to let him find me a place to stay for the night.
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ok only ending it here 'coz i've run out of time to use the computer. Sadly I don't have my own and have to use ones @ my old school. Tell me what you think so far. Should I continue or just let this go ? heheh You can tell me if I'm a bad writer. They say you're your own worst critic and it's true so let me know kiddies.
TTFN....ta ta for now.
