Love Or Friendship?(Eminem Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14

“So, are you feelin’ better?” Paul asked me on the way to the airport. “Yeah, I feel much better. I don’t think I’ll be fainting all over stage again next time!” I replied, and we all laughed.

Marshall, Ash, Paul and I were all in our tour van, driving to the airport to catch our (private!) jet to our next concert destination, FLORIDA!

I whipped out my phone and opened up Twitter. I hadn’t been on it for a while, and I thought it was time to update my fans on what’s going on.

Wow! I got over 2,500 tweets over the past couple of days, since I went to hospital. It was basically all my fans asking how I was, and a few from my own family members back in Australia.

Did I mention that I was from Australia? I was born in Perth, Western Australia, and I moved to California when I was 14. It was pretty sad to leave my friends though, but they all kept in touch with me.

Hey guys! Hope you guys are all going well. I am so blessed to have all you fans, and I’m thankful that you thought about me when I fainted on Sunday! I am absolutely fine now, I feel much better and I’ll definitely be continuing my concerts. Sorry to our fans that missed half of our TOGETHER concert in California on Sunday! Peace out!

That was what I tweeted.

“Whatcha doing?” Marshall asked me, draping his arm around me. I gave him a quick kiss and told him I just tweeted my fans.

“So, what exactly happened when I went to hospital, what did you guys say to the audience and all that?” I asked our managers.

“Well, we kinda went out and did a little speech and told them that you where on your way to hospital, and we thanked them all for coming.” Ash said. “They were also screaming and cheering and saying, Get well soon Miranda or something like that” Paul told me.

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Marshall’s P.O.V

After the long ride to the Californian airport, we finally pulled up to the outside of it, where we braced ourselves. Hundreds of fans had somehow found out we were going to be at the airport at this time on this day, ready to go to Florida.

I glanced outside the window while getting my stuff and saw security guards blocking our crazy fans from getting to us as we walked into the airport. I took one step outside of the car and they all started screaming and waving, and I walked over to the back of the van and gathered all my suitcases with Miranda.

Paul and Ash were already jogging into the airport as Miranda and I were thanking the driver.

As he drove off, we both hauled our big suitcases into the airport past our screaming fans.

There weren’t any other screaming fans in the airport; just a few people sorting out their suitcases who probably didn’t even know who we were.

A security guard lead us through a special door which led to our own private area outside near or jet. As we walked outside on the pavement there was a sudden gust of hot air blow past all of us!

“Geez, that was hot!” I heard Miranda exclaim, as we walked through the huge outside boarding area were all the planes were.

I dumped my bags down in one of the back seats and walked to the front of the jet were Miranda was sitting. I sat in the seat next to her, and she gave me a long kiss as we took off. It was good to finally kiss her again, to feel her soft lips touch mine.

And of course we could hear Ash and Paul chatting in the background, but for then, we just enjoyed ourselves.