The Next Mile (Eminem Fan-Fic)

Chapter Thirteen

~~~~~~~~~~~~AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~~~~~~~~~

Hey guys so after like a month, i've finally uploaded! I'm sorry it's taken me so long but i got grounded. My parents realised I snuck out to go to Ed Sheeran and shit went down when I came home so i've been sneaking the laptop when my parents weren't home. I hope you love this chapter and if any suggestions or if you think theres too much dialogue or not enough or whatever or if you're confused just let me know and comment. If you haven't given up on me and all my late posting i love youuu and I promise no matter how late i post, I won't stop until i finish the story. I understand  if you all secretly hate me, i would too hehe. btw i added the song i mention in the side for those who haven't heard it and the picture on the side is meant to be the view :)

lots of love, shadymademe <3 

Enjoy reading the storryy!! :D xoxoxox

It was a fair bit of a drive so i decided to put on an Ed Sheeran CD into the CD slot in my car to calm my nerves that I for some reason had. I don't know what it was about Ed Sheeran but something about his voice always seemed to calm me down. My palms started to feel sweaty against the steering wheel as I thought of how it would go. If he would be cold towards me, or pretend like nothing happened or if he would just be angry for some reason. I started approaching the four seasons and a valet walked towards my car as I drove to the front of the hotel. 

"Hi miss. Would you like me to park your car for you?" He asked, bending down so his head was at the same level as the window as I pulled up.

"Ummm, sure." I said with a smile as I pulled the key out and walked out of the door, as he held it open for me. 

"Thank you!" I said as I gave him my keys and he drove away with my car.

I walked into the hotel slowly, taking my time not sure if I was ready for confrontation. "Hello ma'me." I saw a man in a green four seasons uniform approach me with a friendly smile on his face. I'm guessing he was the manager of the hotel, according to his name tag. "May I help you with anything? Are you looking for any accommodations for tonight? It's quite the short notice but i'm sure we can find something lovely, especially if it's for a special guest like you." He said never letting his smile drop which I personally found a little creepy.

"Oh, no. I'm just visiting a friend. Would you happen to know what room Marshall Mathers is staying in?" I asked as i remembered I had completely forgotten where he stayed. 

"Of course. He's staying right at the top floor." He said with a wink. 

"Thank you!" I said as I started heading towards the elevator. 

"No problem. If there's anything else i can help you with just let me know." He half yelled out. 

"Will do" I said giving him a thumbs up as I got into the elevator.

I pressed the last number in the hotel, which was level 26 and awkwardly waited as the elevator played its music, going up the building. 

When I arrived at the top there was only one room, which I was guessing was Marshall's. I slowly walked up to it and raised my hand to knock on the door. However, just as i did, the door opened up with Marshall awkwardly standing on the other side which took me by surprise.

"Oh umm...hi." I said taking my hand back down and an awkward step back because of the shock.

"Oh umm... I thought I heard you walk up to the room so I decided to open the door and see if I was right...and I guess I was."

"Ohh..." I said nodding not knowing what else to say.

"Do-do you wanna come in?" He asked stepping aside, making room for me to come into the room.