Shady's obsession

3.

"God." I mumbled to myself.

"How did we manage to be at the back, he's probably gonna be so pissed and tired by the time he sees us." I pouted.

As surprised as I had been, I was still anxious and hesitant about meeting Eminem.

"Don't worry."  Justin smiled at me.

...........................

"I'll listen to it." The Eminem shrugged.

I wanted to scream but I didn't, I stayed silent and watched how effortlessly my boyfriend held a conversation with him. I wasn't even paying attention to what they said until Justin gestured for me to come closer.

"Hazel?" I looked at Justin.

"She's actually a big fan of yours too, I guess that's why she's a little shy?" Justin chuckled.

The feeling on his hand snaking around his waist and him digging his nails into my side didn't help at all. I know it was his sly way of communicating how annoyed he was.

"You don't wanna talk?" He frowned.

I shook my head no and rushed away. He always did that, nice moments were always clouded by feelings of dread, because things always had to be in his control and go his way. The anxiety it brought me made me cry as I tried to figure out how to get out of the damn building. I bumped into someone and it was Hailie.

"I'm so sorry!" I gasped.

"Are you ok? Did you-"

"Yeah I'm fine..." I shrugged.

I was trying to play everything off and calm myself down but I was literally shaking and I couldn't hide it. I probably looked a psycho since I chuckled as tears kept streaming down my face.

"Come on." She shook her head and took my hand.

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It wasn't long before we were talking, and I was feeling a little better.

"Thank you for calming me down, I'm so stupid." I scoffed.

"Don't say that about yourself, I get it." She shrugged.

"I got it before you even said anything." She chuckled.

"You're really easy to talk to, thank you." I smiled.

"Where did you get these from?They're really cute." Hailie said as she pointed to my pants.

"Oh I got them from a random thrift store." I shrugged.

"My heart, it's broken!" She joked.

"You can have them if you want? I mean obviously I'll get them dry-cleaned." I chuckled.

"And here I was thinking you were gonna strip for me." She said dramatically.

"Do you actually wanna give them to me?" She smirked.

" I wouldn't  say that to you if I didn't mean it." I sassed.

Before I knew it Hailie had taken my hand and was leading me somewhere.

"Where are you taking me?!" I whined.

The girl didn't answer me until we ended up in what looked like a dressing room.

"Okay we're swapping pants right now." She smirked.

"Hailie you're underestimating how fat my ass is." I said with a raised brow.

"Turn around!" She said.

I sighed sarcastically.

Her skinny jeans landed in front of me, so I assumed she threw them over her shoulder.

I sighed and did the same.

A few minutes later I turned around with an unimpressed look on my face, I couldn't even get her jeans pass my ass, it was so embarrassing.

"Damn you're blessed." Hailie smirked.

"Don't worry, I'm just gonna dress you up as the one and only Eminem." She chuckled, showing me the array of clothes in the closet.

"One you look really fucking great in those so this swap was great for you huh? Also why does he need an unlimited selection of the literal same shit?" I narrowed my eyes, genuinely confused at the repetitive selection of clothes.

"Thank you! And honestly, I don't know, I've tried to get him to try something new, but if this is what he likes, then I guess this is what he likes." Hailie shrugged.

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"Aww, you look so cute!" Hailie giggled.

She couldn't stop admiring me in Eminem's clothes, and clearly she was having too much fun with it. I tried to suppress my laughter and frowned at her.

"Hazel, you know this is amazing." She smirked, clearly amused by my outfit.

"This is great. Yep, I really hope Eminem, sees me dressed in his clothes without his permission, and with a little luck, he'll find it extra weird and stalkerish that I donated my pants to his daughter." I said, trying to sound serious but struggling to hold back a smile.

"My dad does that." Hailie laughed, and I raised an eyebrow.

"You keep trying to be serious, but you wanna laugh, my dad does a lot." Hailie explained.

I couldn't help but crack a smile, "Girl, I'm trying not to entertain this foolishness, I'm being realistic. This is not gonna end well for me."

But before I could say anything else, the door opened, and Eminem walked in. As soon as I made eye contact with him, I wanted to shrivel up and die. I couldn't say a word; suddenly, I was incapable of speaking.

"This is Hazel. I'm pretty sure she was at the meet and greet. She gave me her pants, so yeah." Hailie introduced me, breaking the awkward silence.

"Why the fuck did she give you her pants?" Eminem scoffed, clearly weirded out by the situation.

"Because I wanted them." Hailie shrugged, unbothered by her dad's reaction.

"That's...weird. You're weird." I knew he wasn't being serious, but I couldn't do anything but nod.

"Girl, do you not talk to anyone but your boyfriend, the fake slim shady or whatever he's called." He smirked, trying to ease the tension.

"Dad, stop! She talks to everyone...but you. You're not so special, you know." Hailie chuckled as she poked her dad's side, knowing he was ticklish.

I gulped and looked down as Eminem walked right up to me. "I must be special if your new friend is so nervous that she can't even look at me." I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Dad, stop looking at her like that!" Hailie whined.

"I'm literally admiring my own damn outfit. You gave her my favorite shirt." He huffed.

"I better go. I'm sure Justin is waiting." I chuckled, feeling the need to escape the awkward situation.

"That little boy is gonna freak out when he sees you've got my shit on, that muthafucker is like Stan 2.0, he's either gonna marry you or kill you for it." Eminem mumbled away to himself.

I gave an awkward nod and went to rush out.

"Girl, you can't get away that easy. Give me your number." Hailie said, handing me her phone.

I heard Eminem scoff a little as I handed the phone back to Hailie. "Don't mind him. We've definitely got to hang out soon." She chuckled