Tonight is the night of the VMA awards and Marshall Mathers, yeah you heard right, Eminem invited me as a plus one.
No, Marshall and I are NOT dating. We are just simply friends and nothing more. I've known him since middle school, so we've always been close. We have had our ups and downs, but that man is sticking with me 'till I'm in my grave. He ain't going nowhere!
Although there is a slight chance Marshall invited me to get back at his ex-wife, Kim, I'm still happy to be here and I'm going to make this night unforgettable!
I'm a runway model, so I am not a complete stranger to the celebrity world. I'm definitely not the most popular, but enough to be accepted as a plus one.
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^ marshall (i had to put this pic in hes just so ughh)
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^ me!
The award ceremony has begun and everyone is seated. Marshall was accompanied by; Dr.Dre, Paul, Proof, and of course me!
He has been nominated for the 'New Artist' award with his song 'My Name Is'. He's persistent that he's not going to win, but I strongly disagree. I think he's a phenomenal rapper and tonight is the night where he is going to get the recognition he deserves! __________________________________
The award ceremony has concluded and Marshall is going home with a win!
It's time for the after party, so we as in Marshall, Paul, Dre, and Proof are on our way in a limousine,
"That was fuckin' crazy man! I'm so proud of you." Dre says
"I don't even know I fucking did it, dude." Marshall replies
"Fuck you mean? You know damn well how you did it, you're a lyrical genius and an insane rapper." Proof adds
Everyone laughs and praises Marshall on his win.
"Yo, Y/N, what'd you think of tonight?" Marshall asks
"It was so cool! I'm so happy you invited me!" I say with a big smile plastered on my face
Marshall chuckles, "hah, happy you could come shorty I couldn't miss the opportunity to bring yo fine ass."
As much as this seems like he's flirting, this is how he's always been since the day I met him. He's a little crazy but that's why I like him so much. He's a blast to be around.
We arrive at the after party and Marshall holds my hand as we step out of the limousine, cameras already flashing; enough to cause an epileptic person a seizure.
I let Marshall have some individual photos taken, when he signals me to join him. He puts his arm around my waist as we pose. Once in a while placing a kiss on my cheek.
Marshall whispers in my ear, "you look so goddamn sexy, fuck." He bites his lip a bit.
I try to keep my cool and dismiss his comment as I continue to pose. What can I say? I'm a model, it's in my blood.
As we make it to the end of the red carpet we enter the venue we're greeted by many other singers and rappers, all complementing Marshall on his success. __________________________________
I've had a few drinks so far and I'm mingling around talking to people.
I'm conversing with Jlo and Marshall is in the corner of my eye, talking with his friends Tupac and Snoop Dogg when I feel a tap on my shoulder,
It's a rapper by the name of Ja Rule.
"Hey pretty lady, you're (Y/F/N & Y/L/N) right?"
I giggle a bit, flattered he knows who I am. "I am! You must be Ja Rule!" I say, blushing a bit.
I have to say, I admire him.. a lot. He's attractive, and a pretty exceptional rapper.
He bites his lip, making my heart flutter and my cheeks turning crimson red.
We're deep in conversation, and I am drowning in compliments from him. I put my hand on his shoulder, his making its way to my waist and slowly to my ass.
Not even seconds later I see Marshall storm up to the two of us, with a more than angry look on his face.
"Yo what the fuck you doing touching up on my girl!" He yells, causing heads to turn.
My face flushes from red straight to a pale white in embarrassment. "I am not your girl!" I exclaim before being cut off.
"I didn't know she was your fucking girl man, calm down!" Ja yells
Marshall's expression changes from mad, to straight up fucking annoyed in the blink of an eye.
"Calm down?"
"Yeah!"
Marshall throws a punch directly into Ja Rules face, catching him completely off guard.
He swings back, right into Marshall's jaw. Before it elevates even more I stand between them.
"Stop! Both of you!" I exclaim
Ja's nose is bloody, Marshall's hands balled up into fists breathing heavy as I shield him.
I turn to Marshall, "what the fuck is wrong with you!"
Marshall doesn't look at me, his attention is focused on the man behind me with all intentions of hurting him.
I yell once more, "Marshall! I am speaking to you!"
His eyes move back down to mine, his eyebrows still furrowed and hands still balled up.
"I am going to ask you once more," I say with complete utter seriousness, "why the FUCK would you do that!"
His gaze softening, "I.. I don't know"
"Pssht" escapes Ja Rules mouth
I quickly turn to him, "shut the fuck up." Before turning back to Marshall.
I grab his hand, eyes still all over us, and drag him to the nearest bathroom.
I lock the door behind us,
"I'm sorry.. I don't know why I did that.." Marshall sighs, "I guess it made me jealous to see you talking to another guy.."
My face fills with concern, "why? And why did you say I was your girlfriend?!"
"Fuck girl, maybe 'cause I want you to be!" His tone raising, "I want you all to myself, okay? Is that a better explanation."
I place my hand on his chest, "Marshall.. I.. I didn't know.."
"Of course you didn't. But you have no clue how much I want you.." __________________________________
