I Like the Way it Hurts (Eminem Fanfic)

Chapter 3- At the Studio

Sara's POV:

I arrived at Dre's studio at around 11:30 in the morning. We were going to discuss the type of music I wanted to sing and maybe hear some beats.

A couple hours passed by and I decided it was time for me to leave. As I was heading out and about to enter my car I stumbled along someone. It was no one other than Marshall.

"Hi, are you leaving because I arrived?" He asked.

"No, not at all. I actually just finished my session with Dre."

"Oh, well we never finished talking last time you were here. Would you like to maybe hang out sometime."

"Uh, yea sure. I'd enjoy that."

"Okay umm... well how about we exchange numbers so we can set up a time?"

"Alright."

We exchanged numbers and then he said,"I got to go. Dre's waiting for me."

At that moment we both stepped forward and gave each other a goodbye hug. He turned around and entered the studio.

God was he good looking! I love his eyes. I literally try to avoid looking at them too much cause I feel I'll end up hypnotized by them.

I drove home thinking all the way about Marshall.I'm not gonna lie. I am really attracted to him. But all I hear about him are negative things.

Finally I arrived home and decided to take a nap. About 15 minutes after falling asleep I heard my phone buzz. Someone was calling me, but the number was unknown so I didn't answer. If it's important they'll leave a voicemail. Right after I heard a beep come from my phone, a voicemail. I heard it. To my surprise it was Marshall's voice.

"Hey, this is Marshall uh I called you, but obviously you didn't answer.So I should just get straight to the point. I was wondering if you wanted to go to a club later tonight if it is that you aren't busy. Anyways, I'll be waiting for your answer. K' bye."

When I heard his voice my heart almost stopped. Oh no, I'm already getting too excited. I have to call him though.

He answered after the first ring,"Hi, Sara?"

"Yes it's me. I got your message. About going to a club. I can get in, but I'm not old enough to drink yet. You see I'm actually 20 years old. And I wouldn't want you to feel like you have to keep yourself from having alcohol around me so..."

He interrupted me by saying," No that's not a problem at all. It's fine. We'll or should I say I will have a sober night. I actually need that."

I silently laughed and said, "Okay, you can't back out now alright. I'm taking your word for it. If you get bored it's not my fault."

"Don't worry I'll make sure we both have a good time tonight. Umm, would you like me to pick you up or would you rather meet me there."

"I can meet you there. What time should I arrive?"

"10:00 is fine with you?"

"Yea, that's fine, so I'll see you there."

"Yea, see you there."

It was only a little passed 4:00 so I still had a bunch a time till I need to get ready.