Love The Way You Lie *discontinued*

16. Please.

16. Please.

➳ Skyler's Pov.

"So we ready to leave or do we have to do somethin' else?" Robyn asked after few moments of being quiet.

"I think we can head home but I probably should inform Steve." I mumbled.

We made our way over to the place Riri saw Steve standing when she walked past him and Paul and to our luck he was still there talking to a group of people I didn't recognize at the first sight.

"Uhm Steve? Robyn and I gonna leave." I told him awkwardly after I got his attention.

Steve smiled. "Sure, but first I have to remind you of the release party next Friday that'll take place in Detroit."

I just nodded, not showing that a release party set in Detroit was one of the most uncomfortable thoughts I could possible think of at the moment.

Without saying another word Ri and I left the room and made our way to my car. As soon as we left the building I had a flashback since once again Eminem was leaning against his car and watched me intently (A/N: Chapter 12) as Robyn and I walked towards my Mercedes. It was like he wanted to make sure I left before he would leave. But why?

"What a stalker." My best friend laughed as we drove past him again and noticed him still staring at us before getting in his car.

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A week passed and today was the day I had to fly out to Detroit for the release party which was set for tomorrow night at some club with a few friends of mine. Sadly Robyn wasn't able to tag along since she had to be in New York for a few days.

This morning the song and the music video officially was published and the media went crazy about the fact that ­Eminem collaborated with no other than myself – Skyler Harris, the untouchable diva everybody loved and thought so high of.

I was really nervous about the party tomorrow night for the reason that I didn't see and heard of him since and I wasn't sure how it'll go. I mean the last time we were in the same room we had this moment of eye contact and I still wasn't sure if it was just a moment that reflected our connection or if it was weird.

My hopes for my time in Detroit weren't as high as you might assume they only included seeing Marshall and being able to say farewell for myself.

But who am I kidding? I won't be able to get over him or the time we spent together! I mean I even dreamed about him! I didn't know how often I dreamed about him apologizing, me forgiving him and him holding me while telling me he want me to be his.

This is ridiculous... But what else could I do besides trying to move on?

The worst part about this whole situation probably was that he did not care at all. 

Or did he? No he didn't! If he would he would have done something about it! Right?

Happily the knock at my door interrupted my thoughts and as soon as I opened the door two excitedly cheering girls greeted me with way too tight hugs.

"Literally I'm so freakin' excited, I mean I never was in Detroit before!" Kate, the blond busty woman, grinned eagerly.