I Like the Way it Hurts (Eminem Fanfic)

Chapter 27 -Crazy in Love

Marshall's POV:

Denaun and Proof had come over to hangout for a while. It was a couple of hours before I had to leave to California with Proof.

"So are you gonna go to the studio with Dre while you're out there?" Denaun asked.

"I guess if he asks me to then yea but really I'm only flying out to see Sara."

"Ooh someone's falling head over heels."Proof said.

"Man I ain't even denying that. Dude she is ... I can't even explain. All I can say is that she is very special."

"Doody she's the one I'm telling you. She's the one." Proof always reminding me that I should do everything possible to keep her.

"I ain't saying that she IS the one but I could contemplate the idea. Dude yesterday when I called her for Thanksgiving she thanked me for letting her be a part of my life. Yo in my mind I was like what the fuck, this girl who is so kind and innocent and has not even a single bad or evil bone in her feels happy for being in my life. Thats shits crazy. Like even with my fucked up self she still doesn't get scared away."

"Em, we all like her man. She's cool. She's ride or die and you can't beat that." Denaun is really fond of her as well.

...

Laying down on Sara's bed wearing pajamas, yes and no sex.

"You know anything you wear or don't wear, you always look stunning."

She smiled. That smile that could actually make me melt.

"You're always complimenting me its not fair. You're handsome too."

"Gee thanks that means a lot." I played around.

"I'm serious. I want to tell you something but don't make fun of me if its sounds lame or too corny."

"Okay."

"You make me get butterflies in my stomach all the time, you know that? And I just love everything you do. Every gesture, facial expression, joke, whatever it is. Even when you act all mean I still like you."

"Really? You really feel that way about me?"

"Yes all the time. I actually wasn't gonna bring it up but... when I saw my parents, they were a little concerned with our relationship."

"What were they concerned about?'

"Well my dad just cares that you treat me right. But my mom thinks that, not that she doesn't like you, but she wishes that I think about everything that will and can come in the future if we get like really serious about us."

"Well she doesn't have to worry about that cause we're not settling down or anything."

She was listening to me and right when I said that I could see that I probably hurt her feelings again. Man why cant I do anything right?

"Sorry I didn't mean it like that. It's just you know as of right now I don't want to get married or have any more kids. The only thing I can possibly offer you is to live with me but not right now."

Fuck that got her a little upset but I gotta keep it real with her.

"No I get it. I just... I don't want to put this on you."

"Hey just tell me how you feel. I can't get mad at that."

"I'm still really young, but I've always wanted that life. I've always wanted to have a lot of kids and be married before that happened. But if you are serious about wanting to be with me then I'm willing to give that all up."

"I don't want you to do it just cause of me. You have the right to want that but I've already had all that and it didn't go so well so I don't want to go through that again."

"I just wanna make you happy." she touched my face. The way she said that made ME get butterflies. Yes Marshall Mathers got butterflies. He got feelings.

I got the world's most beautiful girl all to myself. I wanna make her feel like I love her and will always love her like no one else will.

I kissed her softly. This time I'm not going to have sex with her because I'm horny but because I wanna love her.

"What are you doing?" she questioned because I've never been this soft with her.

"You trust me?"

"Yes."

I looked at her. She nodded.

"Love you, you know that?" Instead of letting her respond I put my lips on hers.

I kissed her forehead all the way down to between her breasts. I pulled her shirt off and kissed her stomach. I pulled my pants off and she took off her bra. She began taking her panties and shorts off as I slipped down my boxers.

I pulled up all the way to her and gave her a deep kiss. I then put my hands on either side of her face to hold myself up.

"Baby if I hadn't had such a fucked up life and met you sooner before I had made any big life decisions I most definitely without a doubt would have settled down with you in the way that you would like. I'm sorry I'm so selfish and ain't willing to give that to you."

She brushed my hand," I know. It's okay you don't have to feel guilty. At the end of the day I could just leave and be with someone else but I'm not planning on doing that. You know nobody else understands our relationship, but I've never met someone who I can relate to so much."

"I wanna go slow tonight." All she did was nod.

I placed myself inside her and moved slowly. Surprisingly it felt good but in a different way. As our bodies moved we looked into each others eyes. I got her hands put them above her head and intertwined them with mine. I tried to keep a solid pace, all we could hear was our breathing. The way in which this girl makes me feel is indescribable . If it wasn't because of the fact that I'm too stubborn to admit it id say it out loud to everyone that she is the love of my life.

When we both climaxed together it was crazy. All I felt was love not lust. We made love tonight.

We laid under the sheets our legs all intertwined. She had no make up on, hair a little messy and only her naked body under the sheets, but she didn't need anything else. She is beautiful.

I hugged her and put my face in her neck," I'm so in love with you."

"I feel the same way."

I pulled back and put my hand lightly on her waist and just stared at her.

"What?" She asked self conscious, not knowing what else to do but smile nervously.

"Nothing." I smirked." It's just like damn you make me happy."

"Okay but you don't have to look at me like that I get shy."She tried covering her face with her hands.

"Alright I'll stop since I probably look like a creep."

"Probably? You are a creep."

"You're lucky I don't have a comeback."