The Next Mile (Eminem Fan-Fic)

Chapter Nine

Our dish finally arrived and our hunger and the crowd's noise filled the silence as we ate. After about a minute within the meal, Marshall had already finished his food. 

"Damn, somebody must've been hungry." I teased. 

"Yeah, haven't had a proper meal since like last night." He said drinking down some water. 

"Last night? Whatever happened to 3 meals a day?" I asked chewing up some of my duck.

"Been to busy to eat, i'd be lucky if I get in one decent meal. It's not like I don't eat or anything, I do..but it's normally just like a quick snack before a meeting or something." He shrugged. 

"And all your having now is that chicken? If I were you, I'd eat the whole place up!" I joked.

"Hey, a rapper can't be seen eating like that. I've got a reputation to uphold." He said jokingly poping his colar, causing me to giggle. 

"Oh, sureee." I joked as I rapidly tried to finish my meal, feeling bad i was making him wait. 

"Woah, slow down on the food there. There's no hurry." He said as if he we were reading my mind.

"It's been like 20 minutes after you've finished, and I'm still going." I stated.

"Yeah...that's true. Shove that duck in your mouth woman!" He said pointing his index finger at me. 

"Nahh, I'm kinding. Take your time, there's really no rush." He said making himself more comfortable in the chair. 

"Plus, the longer you eat the longer I have an excuse to be with you." He said, making me blush...yet again. 

"Well...I'm basically done." I said apologetically, looking down at my empty plate. 

He then looked at me thoughtfully. "Do you have to be home by a particular time or anything?" He asked. 

"Oh yeah. Benji runs a strict curfew over me." I joked, finding his question strange.

He then let out a little laugh. "I mean do you have to work in the morning tomorrow? Or can you stay out a little late tonight? You know, if Benji doesn't mind, of course." He joked back. 

"I'm pretty sure he'll be alright with me coming home a little late tonight. Why?" I asked curiously now. 

"Just wondering, so I can know how much time I can spend with you tonight."

"Well im all yours tonight. Do you have anywhere else you wanna go?"

"I might have an idea in mind..." He trailed off.

"Is this other place going to be a surprise too?" 

"Yep!" He said with a cheeky smile. 

"Are you going to tell me anything about it?"

"Nope!" He replied happy with himself. 

I sighed giving up. "What's with you and all these surprises anyway?" I asked taking a sip of my drink. 

"I dont know, they're fun I guess." He shrugged. 

"And annoying." I said teasingly. 

"You love them." He laughed. 

I then just pulled out my tongue playfully at him as a response, and he did the same mimmicking me. 

The waiter then passed by and Marshall called out his attention. "Hey, could I have the check please?" He asked. 

The waiter looked up disappointed. "You're done already? That was quick! You wouldn't go without giving a performance first. Would you?" He asked.

Marshall looked at him offendedly. "Umm, I just want to enjoy a nice dinner with my friend tonight. We have to go anyway." He said with a hint of anger in his voice.