Categories > Celebrities > Eminem > More Than Friends or Just a Dream?

Chapter 7

by Bobina1937 0 reviews

Category: Eminem - Rating: R - Genres:  - Published: 2010-02-18 - Updated: 2010-02-19 - 1310 words

(((Friday, June 29th, 2002 6:00PM...12:00AM where Marshall is)))

"Hello," I said answering the phone, I wasn't even dressed yet. But it was Marshall so I had to answer the phone.
"Hey, what ya doin?" he asked. I stood there for a second.
"Standing in the bathroom freezing cause I just got out of the shower," I explained to him.
"Ohh, sexy," he commented. I smiled.
"Im cold," I whined.
"Im sorry, I'd warm you up if I was there, but Im not," he said disappointing himself.
"Im gonna get dressed. Hold on a sec," I said setting the phone on speaker, and setting it on the counter. "You're on speaker," I told him.
"Ok, so besides being naked what’s up?" he said then giggled. I rolled my eyes, men.
"Nothing. Working at a restaurant sucks," I complained.
"I know," he says.
"Anyway how'd the concert go?" I asked as I put on my pants.
"It was good, Swift spilt water on the stage then fell. It was pretty funny," he said laughing.
"Haha, nice. Tell him hes an idiot," I said puttin on a shirt. I took the phone off speaker then went, and lied in my bed.
"Ok, I will," he said. "He then he stood up like nothin happened. It was great, the crowd loved it," he laughed.
"I bet, so how have you been?" I asked.
"Fine, I still miss you," he said all sweetly.
"I miss you too, Marshy," I giggled.
"Marshy?" he questioned.
"Yep, that’s what Im gonna start calling you," I laughed.
"Ok, whatever you say," he giggled.
"So when you comin back?" I asked wishing he would come back right this second.
"Umm, its a long tour. I think sometime in October," he said sadly.
"October," I whined stretching out the word. "You better be home for my birthday young man," I said to him as if he were a child.
"Don't worry, I'll be back for your birthday," He assured.
"Ok, Im gonna take that as a promise," I said even though he didn't really promise anything.
"Ok, make a promise then, I will be home for your birthday," he promised. Hehe I win, like usual.
"What time is it were you're at?" I asked after about a minute of silence.
"Like 10 after midnight," he said.
"Oh! Yey! I was right," I said feeling smart.
"Ha, Why?" he asked.
"I just wanted to see if I was right," I said.
"Well you were I guess, but that can't be proved because you didn't guess the time before I told you," he smarted off.
"Marshy be nice," I demanded.
"Well then!" he sassed. "Hey, what do you want for your birthday?" he asked randomly.
"Uh, you," I said. He laughed.
"Well you'll get me no matter if its your birthday or not, but what’s something that is not a human that you want, and don’t already have?" he asked.
"A monkey," I giggled.
"Uhh?" he questioned.
"I was kidding. I don't know...uhh surprise me?" I said somewhat as a question.
"Fine then," he muttered, there was about a minute of silence. "Oh! I just got the perfect idea on what to get you!" he said, he seemed all excided. I got really confused. What does he wanna give me that I cant think of to want.
"Ok, what?" I asked.
"Nope! Im not gonna tell you," he teased.
"Fine. I can wait," I said, actually I couldn’t I really wanted to know what he was going to get me. Hmm...I thought for awhile then I got confused so I stopped.
"Ok have fun with that," he laughed.
"Hmm lets change the subject," I said.
"Why? Cause you have no idea what Im planning on getting you?" he asked.
"Hmm I could think of something, but you don’t necessarily go out, and buy that," I said.
"Oh, no you cant buy that," he said.
"How do you know what Im talking about?" I asked him.
"Umm I have an idea, but Im not gonna tell you," he said.
"Fine be that way!" I said staring up at my ceiling. I tried to make shapes out of the dots, but it didn’t work. "Im gonna get you a birthday present too, what do you want?" I asked him, I had no idea what to get him.
"I don’t know. I already have the greatest girl ever, the best kids... and everything in-between," he said. Aww isn’t he sweet, he called me the greatest girl ever. Which was the first from any guy, growing up boys always thought I was gross, maybe it was because I looked like a fuckin idiot or it was he way I dressed. I didn’t really care what people thought of me. It was mostly because of this kid Matt, he was the biggest dick ever, asides from Bruce.
"Aww how sweet. But seriously what do you want?" I asked.
"You don’t have to get me anything," he said.
"But, Marshy I want to get you something," I whined.
"I don’t know what I want, I got everything I want," he stated.
"Well Im gonna find something to get you whether you like it or not!" I indicated.
"Ok, good luck," he laughed.
"You suck," I said.
" I don’t," he said.
"Wow Marshall," I said shaking my head even though he couldn't see it. He started laughing. Which made me laugh too. He just kept laughing. "You ok?" I asked.
"Yeah, Im dood I mean good," he said. That made me burst out and laugh. "Ok sop..Stop," he laughed, this made us laugh more. "Ok," he said taking a deep breath.
"Ok, don’t say anything stupid," I told him trying not to giggle. It was silent for a while.
“Lalala,” Marshall said randomly. I giggled like a little girl.
“That’s not helping my giggling skill,” I told him trying to be serious.
“Im sorry. Im good now,” he said.
“Ok. What happens now?” I asked him.
“The guys barging in my room,” he complained. He sighed. I could hear loud noises in the background, they were yelling about video games or something. “Guys Im on the phone! Shut the fuck up!” Marshall yelled. Then I heard rap music. “Guys!” Marshall yelled.
“You can call me later, or just text me you know,” I said.
“Ok. Im sorry the guys want me to play games,” he said.
“Its ok,” I said.
“Are you sure?” he asked me. I stared up at the ceiling.
“Yeah, I was gonna get some food anyway,” I told him.
:“Ok, bye bye sweetie,” he said all cutely. I looked at the clock, it was about 6:55pm. Sweet we talked for a bout an hour. Hehe.
“Bye sexy,” I giggled. I waited for him to hang up then I hung up my cell.
I went into the kitchen. Megan was still not home, she must be at Hiro’s or something. I made warmed myself up some left over pasta and chicken. I sat in the living room with it. I turn on the TV, The King of Queens was on, I just left it there. That show was ok, so whatever.

FFW>>> (((Saturday September 30th 2002 5:45pm.)))
The summer went by very fast, which surprised me. It made me happy though, knowing Marshall will be back sometime next month before the 20th. The summer was fun, we got to see Urte, she stayed for a week before she went back home. It was really fun. But I miss Marshall so much, I want him to come back right now! I haven’t heard his voice yet today, and it was making me angry, so I decided to go put in one of his CD’s, The Eminem Show.
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