My uncle's best friend (An Eminem Story)

Chapter 8: Bedtime

Valerie's POV

I felt warm. A sound woke me up, I opened my eyes without wanting to, and the first thing that I'm able to see is Lea. She opened the door just the necessary enough for just her head to come out of it.

We were still hugging, Marshall and I, Lea noticed it and she started cheering me up with her massive facial expressions, because she didn't want to wake him up either. I told her "go away asshole" with my lips, trying not to make any weird noise. She showed me her hand, she was raising her thumb to me. Idiot. Then she left.

Because we were spooning, I couldn't appreciate his face, so I slowly and very carefully turned myself a bit so that I could be able to take a better look at him. He was a deep sleeper thank Jesus. I was still sleepy and with an horrible hangover. So it didn't came as a surprise, that while I was watching his nose, freckles and big eyelashes, I felt asleep again.

3 hours later

I woke up feeling much better. Marshall wasn't hugging me anymore, he was sitting on the bed, still shirtless and looking through the window. He turns to me.

"Did I wake you up?" he says

"Not at all, I have already slept a lot" I answered, still with the bed sheets all over me, I hear him sighing 

"Something's wrong?" I ask, sitting myself up on the bed too, resting my back on the wall and some pillows

"Val... a few days ago, I felt that... I wasn't maybe good enough for you, that maybe I was just a game, someone to fuck with, and now, specially after sleeping with you, and what happened last night at the club I'm" he keeps sighing

"I knew that this wasn't okay..." I said avoiding his look when his phone started ringing

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" he screams and answers the call "Hey baby, what's going on?" he says to his iPhone, I'm not able to hear what the person over the phone is saying though

"I'm at the studio, and yes, I will call Valerie and tell her that you guys miss her alright?, see you soon Whitney baby" he says softly and hangs up

"I hate that you have to lie for me Marshall, it's not fair for the kids, I feel horrible" he looks at me and gets closer, his tattooed arms, his deep brown hair, those hazel blue eyes, I had to sigh myself

"Hey, don't blame yourself for this, we are both doing... this, and, Whitney misses you, Nate is asking bout' you, let's forget all this shit for one day? What do you think?" he strokes my hair and I get back

"But please, just don't get closer to me, it's... difficult for me Em, I don't know how you pass it so easy" he bites his lips "Our chemistry is undeniable, we have always got it, but now, acknowledging that's it isn't only a hobbies or intellectual one, but a physical too, gets me confused. I'm not even being capable of focusing for university" I ended up saying

"I love you" he says to me, looking deeply into my eyes, like if he was penetrating them, I stare at him for a few seconds and get up my bed to sit on his lap, even though he was with just his underwear on

"Don't say that okay?" I leave a kiss on his temple and get myself into the bathroom, I needed to take a shower as soon as possible