Heart Of The Designer (Eminem Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

I am soorryyyyy for the long wait.Since I've last updated I've been busting my brain and trying to figure out what the next chapter should be like and so on.I didn't want to write a random chapter with boring information and have my readers think "what is this rubbish?".

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"Dammit,Britney"I huffed,leaning against the door that Marshall had just exited.

"Shut up for a minute"She grumbled,shutting her eyes and then opening them again,a look of pure satisfaction sparkling in them,"Eminem just walked out your door and waved at me.I need a moment"

I followed behind lazily as my best friend strolled towards the living room,just as if it was her own home,and spread her limbs lazily across my large,comfortable couch.I resisted the urge to speak and instead planted myself onto the single couch beside Britney,my shoulders slouched and arms crossed as I thought about mine and Marshall's interrupted moment.

"Why are you in such a gloomy mood?"

"Marshall and I were about to kiss before you rang the doorbell"

I sighed and continued."He was probably just going to pull away and say that it was wrong of us to do".

"You're lucky enough to be friends with the man,Charlotte.Don't push him into anything.He's got three children and was divorced twice.I don't think he'll be looking for a relationship anytime soon"

Way to fix the problem,Britney.

"Beside ruining my night why are you here Britney?"I asked and smiled softly,showing that I didn't mean to come off rude.

She sat up properly and leaned closer towards me."My friend called me this afternoon,Charlie"

"And?"I asked impatiently.

"He' single now"

"And?".As soon as realisation hit me I shot a stern look at Britney and scuffed,tighting my arms across my chest and leaning back against the sofa.

"No way in hell am I going on a date.I don't have time for a relationship"I stated and rolled my eyes at the thought of the last relationship that I had been a part of.

"Yet you want to be with Marshall"Britney boldly stated,catching me off guard.

"Carry on"I huffed and realised that the "I don't have time for a relationship" part hadn't fooled Britney a bit.

"He and his girlfriend brook up a few weeks ago.He's more than willing to move on and find the right girl,Charlie.Despite how perfect you and Marshall could have been together this man's surely good enough for you"

"You want me to be his damn rebound?"

"No,of course not!.The both of you would just be so good together"She smiled wickedly and then continued,"Besides,I already told him you'll meet up with him tomorrow"

There went Britney and her bold behaviour again,making plans for me to go on a date with a man that I had never even met.Worse yet she agreed for me to go on a date before it was even mentioned to me.Blind dating was most certainly not my thing,not even casual dating worked for me.

Then again if I cancelled on this young man,who seemed descent though I knew barely anything about him,the guilt would eat at me.Being reluctant to go on a date just because the thirty nine year old man whom I liked had no interest in me didn't mean that I should cut myself off completely from the other men who were willing to date me.

"Fine,Brit.I'll go on the date"

She squealed childishly and clapped her hands together,causing me to cringe at her teenage behaviour.

"Are you even going to give me his name?"

"Oh,right!"She exclaimed,realising that I still knew nothing about my date,"His name is John and he's twenty seven.You'll be meeting him at Arvy's tomorrow.That good enough?"

"Fine".That was that.I was going on a date with someone who I had never met before.

The following morning I arose and remembered that I was scheduled to attend a date at noon in the small,peaceful diner not too far from my home.I satisfied my early morning hunger by chewing on the cold cereal from my refrigerator and drowned it down with my glass of orange juice,remembering to keep it light since I was due to have another meal in less than a few hours.

When eleven o'clock hit I was in the middle of viewing one of my favourite television shows,one based on interior designing,and I switched off the television to get dressed.I was a little excited for the date,mostly nervous because I still didn't know the man who was supposed to accompany me.Before Britney left my house the night before she quickly showed me a picture and I thanked her,feeling more settled since I at least knew how the young man looked.

Forty five minutes later I rushed out the house and into my car,reversing hurredly in order to reach the diner in time for my blind date.Being late for the first date would never make a good impression.If things were to go further with this John person,though I doubted it because Marshall constantly lingered in my mind that morning,continuously being late to dates would be a definite deal breaker.

Two minutes were left before the actual time that the date was scheduled for and I entered the diner,relieved that I had actually reached on time since I had to stop for gas on the way.The small building was quiet as usual and several families and friends were engaging in conversation around me.My gaze scanned over the room for a few seconds and stopped when my eyes landed on the familiar looking man texting on his cellphone.

John's hair was neat,just as it was fixed in the picture that I had seen,and he seemed like a sweet person,the pleasant smile on his face made that believable.I wiped my clammy pants on my denim jeans and strolled towards the table for two,pushing my nervousness beside and attempting to seem brave.

"You must be Charlotte"He stated and stood up,kindly pulling out my chair for me,"Have a seat"

What do I say next?My name?

This is where the inexperience kicked in.

"I'm Charlotte"I said simply with a nervous smile,sitting down in my seat opposite to John.

"I knew that"He replied and chuckled,"Britney's told me alot about you.She and I work together"

My nervousness had faded halfway into the date and I caught myself smiling at how well I was doing.Though John and I got along perfectly fine we didn't seem to share that many genuine feels for each other.We could be the best of friends,just as long as we weren't romantically linked in any way.

We conversed some more and he excused himself to use the washroon.

As soon as he was out the way a certain man came into my mind again,clouding my thoughts and causing me to sigh sadly.

I dropped my head and played around with the spoon in front my eyes,frustrated that Marshall was bothering me without even knowing.I was on a date with a handsome man,whose great sense of humour kept me entertained,and Marshall floated into my mind again.It was extremely frustrating,knowing that I was falling for this man who was out of my league.

This man was so wealthy and travelled the word constantly for his busy career.He was sure to meet the most beautiful women on his trips and take a liking to them.I was a normal twenty five year old stuck in Detroit,raising my nephew and going home on evenings to an empty home,no children of my own.I couldn't blame him,I wasn't much.