NEVER LOVE AGAIN - An Eminem story

Chapter 30

I was woken up by the day light that filled my apartment. I rubbed my eyes and evaluated the mess from the night before. Not too much of a headache, good for me! Although I noticed, I was still wearing my black jeans and an 'Eminem' t-shirt that I bought at the concert last night. I tried to get up but was held down by a weight on my shoulder. I looked to my right and Marshall's asleep face starred back at me. Not this again...

I looked around and we were fully clothed and on top of the covers of my bed. Looks like I slept on Marshall's arms all night... I surprised myself for not been bothered by it. I reached for my phone trying to not wake him up and I found a text message from Tiger.

From: Tiger

Hope you can score tonight! I took an Uber home! Call me later! xx

To: Tiger

Stop! Nothing happened! I'll call you as soon as I can! xx

'Morning... He said beside me, startling me.

Good morning! I sat up as soon as he removed his arm from around my shoulders.

Oh shit! Marshall said as he looked around and released where he was. I was not supposed to be here!! He got up immediately.

Uhm... I got up too, a little embarrassed. If it makes you feel better, I don't think we... You know! He starred back at me.

No, we didn't, but I didn't mean 'oh shit' in that way! He tied his shoes. I wasn't supposed to sleep over! Paul's gon kill me!

Oh, okay! I grabbed his coat from my dressing rack and gave it to him. You don't want to eat anything?

I'm sorry, but I don't wanna have my ass kicked today! He looked around for his phone when it started ringing.

Oh boy, it's him! Marshall answered it. Yo, Paul! Look I lost track of time and... Oh... She did? He looked at me. Okay... Are you sure!?... Are you sure sure?... 'Aight man thanks!... Yeah, see ya! He hang up.

So? He took off his coat and sat on my bed.

Looks like ya sent Paul a text message warning him that I had fallen asleep! And I have the day off! He smirked leaning back on my bed, with his arms around his head.

I did? I checked my phone and there it was.

To: Paul Rosenberg

Hey Paul, it's Ana! Don't worry about Marshall, he has fallen asleep at my house! Looks like the old man can't take a show like he used to! Bye :) xx

Old man!? I can't take a show like I used to!? Marshall said offended after I read the text message out loud.

Don't blame me! I put my hands in surrender. Blame drunk Ana!!

I might have to... He smirked. But if you talk more 'bout that breakfast you were talking about, I might take it easy...!

Who said I wanted for you to take it easy!? Ana!! I guessed I still had some alcohol in my system. Marshall was as surprised as I was with my response.

You're getting out of ya shell, Ana Ray! Be careful, I might take advantage... He said still smirking.

After I took a super quick shower and got dressed, I made breakfast for Marshall and me.

Can I ask you somethin'? He said while holding a glass of orange juice.

'Course! I took a bite of my toast.

Why do ya always make a move on me while drunk? I chocked on my piece of food. Woah!! Don't die on me, Ana Ray! It's a simple question! He laughed softly.

Uhm... I tried to find the words to answer him while still recovering from my slight panic attack. I guess it's like they say, what the drunk me says, the sober me thinks! I said confidently even though if I could run for the hills, I would.

Oh! I see... I swear I saw him blushing. I decided to try and make the situation less embarrassing. For me.

Did I just made Marshall Mathers blush??

No... He scoffed.

No need to lie Mathers! I saw it with these two! I said pointing to my eyes.

Yeah well! I guess I'm not used to be hit on like I used to! He starred at me. He was being sincere.

Really!? He nodded. You should go on Twitter then! People love you on there! I sipped my hot cocoa.

Not that kind!

I get what you're saying...

We fell silent and I could almost see the wheels in his mind working.

What do you want to do today? I asked trying to change the topic.

Uhm, I can't really go outside without getting mobbed by people... He lifted an eyebrow.

Wow, such a diva!! I got up and placed my dishes in the sink. Let me cook you lunch and then we see what we can do!

Oh no, am I gonna get food poisoning!? Marshall put his dishes in the sink as well, then placing himself right in front of me.

For your information, I know my ways around the kitchen!! I gave him a sass look. As a uni student, I mastered the making of dishes just with tuna!

Woah, I'm sorry Gordon Ramsay! He put his hands up in surrender.