I have a really close girl friend that's getting married in a month or so. I know I've said men and women can't be friends because the snookie gets in the way. Well this story is no different. Donna and I met back in high school, when one of my baseball buddies brought her to a dance. They were old family friends, they went way back, I remember at our activity how cool she seemed. A month or so later she started dating another one of my baseball buddies(yeah, that's how we roll). They dated for a few months and then my buddy cheated on her(yeah he's one of my more douchey friends) and they broke up. During the time they dated, though, a few of us really got to know and like Donna, so she'd come to our games to support us, and from time to time a few of us would get together.
Over time I developed a pretty huge crush on Donna, but this was during the time I was dating Ashley, who absolutely hated Donna, even before this crush developed. Ashley probably hated Donna so much because they were both girls; Donna was super cool, laid-back, and attractive; Ashley was crazy, paranoid, possessive, and a lying cheater, so the hatred was automatic.
Years passed, I still got together with Donna from time to time, we were good supportive friends. I was usually the guy that got a call when she got dumped. Really my crush on Donna only built during this time. I found myself getting jealous every time she got into a relationship, and angry every time one ended. Of course I don't think she saw any of this.
Finally, one night in the dorms I was feeling especially bold, I finally told her how I felt. Her response? "I've known for a while, but I think we're better off just as friends, I don't want to risk it." Well that's a pretty big blow to the male ego. I didn't talk to Donna for probably about a month after that, I was very confused and a little bit hurt. It's hard, especially with someone you're close with to stick yourself out there like that and get rejected. After a lot of self reflection I realized the whole situation came down to one decision: What was more important my Pride or my relationship with Donna. Once I thought about it that way I felt pretty stupid.
So that's how men and women can be friends, eventually someone wants it to be more, and you either get past it or your friendship ends. Luckily I didn't have that long to sulk because about two months later I started dating Liz.
Anyway, So Donna is getting married in a month or so. The other night we were talking, I asked about their plans(I always have to know people's "plan"). She said they're just going to enjoy the married life for a few years before they start to think about kids, which I completely support. But I'm a pretty good judge of character, and I get these feelings, or hunches, about people. Surprisingly, they're usually right. I told Donna that I think they'll have a kid within 14 months of marriage which she denied. So I told her that if it happens she has to name her first-born after me. My name is pretty unique, so if I can get her to agree it will be really obvious, plus I've always wanted someone to name their child after me, I think that's the greatest honor. She's resisting, but I'm going to keep pestering her about it.