A New Start (Eminem FanFic)

Oh , It's You

[A/N Just a random filler, but please no one kill me/don't give me death threats for the events that take place here so read this chapter with caution and can someone PLEASE explain to me why on some chapters my character list and actors is different than on others because its pissing me off so bad]

I don't think I can handle walking all the way from Marshall's house back to my apartment, so I called a cab. After giving him the address and paying him I changed out of my work clothes into my pajamas. I was just about to get relaxed when there was a knock at the door.

"Ugh, who is it?" I groaned.

No answer, but another knock. "I said, who is it!?" Still no voice, just knocking. "Alright, alright, I'm coming." I walked over to the door and opened it wishing I hadn't looking back at me sure enough was James, he had flowers in one hand and his other hand was in the position to knock again. I started to close the door again when he opened it and walked in behind me, closing it behind him.

"I'm sorry." I still had nothing to stay to him.

All I could manage to say was, "Please just go. Why are you here?"

I really wish he would leave, he was all I could think about during my date with Marshall and that wasn't fair for me or Marshall even though Marshall had no idea. He set the flowers down and walked towards me, I backed up.

"Rose, I'm not going to kiss you again. I made a mistake, you know I make some really bad decisions sometimes, like today." I could tell he was sorry and I wanted to forgive him, but now I didn't know what to say. I continued to look at him, to search for the right words as if they'd be on his coat or his shirt or his shoes.

"I didn't realize you actually felt for the guy like that, but you know I love you and I know you love me. You didn't kiss me, but I know you wanted to. You don't even want to see if there was something here? Rosie, I know you. You've only been with about three guys because you won't let anyone else in." He walked over and took my hand, this time I didn't back away.

"I ate with Marshall, but if you want we can hang out. Not as a date, but as friends like we do all the time."

***As soon as I suggested this a smile cast upon his face, but I still saw a little bit of curiosity in him. I feel like I had that same piece of curiosity in me. He was letting my hand fall out of his knowing I wanted this to be a friendly meeting, but I put my hand back in his putting a look of confusion on his face. I put my other hand around the back of his neck and kissed him gently. He responded the same way Marshall did by putting his hands on my waists, but lower than Marshall did. His kiss was soft, he was trying to not let his emotions completely take over, but I could tell he was somewhat taking advantage of the situation because he wasn't being very careful with where he put his hands. As he was pulling me towards the couch he moved from kissing my lips to planting small kisses on my jawline. My body tensed not feeling very comfortable as he started kissing down my neck and running his hands up and down the back of my shirt, causing me to break away from the kiss.***

"J-J-James, I'm s-sorry we-" I started stuttering, but he cut me off by kissing my cheek the exact opposite of what I wanted him to do. Was it really that wrong for me to do? No I mean, I was curious.. let's just not talk about it. 

"Thank you Rosie, but I can tell you love Marshall. I'll see you at work tomorrow, a'ight?"

"James, wait. I don't love Marshall."

He nodded and smiled, "I know you don't, you like us both, I just wanted to see how you might react."

My face went red again when he said I liked him, again making him laugh. I don't like him like that, of course I love him but that's only because he's my best friend. "You know I barely have feelings for anyone and sorry, but my feelings for you remain at the best friend status." Saying I barely have feelings for anyone was the truth, the hard truth, but the truth. Without my parents and moving from state to state tends to lose you your friends faster than anything else. So at this point I only have a couple of good friends back in Florida, James and Marshall, whatever it is he means to me at this point. 

"Do you let all of your friends make out with you and touch your butt." He smirked at me and I threw a throw pillow at him. I think after this we're going to be able to continue our friendship normally, he seems a little more accepting of my relationship now and doesn't seem to hate Marshall as much. 

Oh my gosh, Marshall. 

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James had left to do who knows what with who knows who but who cares? I don't think I made the wrong decision of kissing him because I guess I do deserve to know how I feel about him, but now I know. He is just a friend, nothing more.

I had shut all of my apartment lights off and turned the heat up a bit when there was another knock on my door, "Who is it now? I just want to sleep!" I grunted.

As I walked passed my coffee table I noticed the white roses James brought me were still out.

Mental Note to self: Put Roses in a vase

Opening the door I expected to see James claiming he forgot something, but instead I saw a face I haven't seen in nearly three years.

My eyes widened and my voiced got really high pitched as I hugged my best friend, "Allison!"

"Rose!"