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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 13
Nick’s POV
It’s really hot today. Marshall and I just finished breakfast. He made it. That makes me really giddy for some reason. Basically, I just sat at the kitchen counter and watched as Marshall moved around my kitchen in boxers and a T-shirt making eggs and bacon and all kinds of yummy things. It was all very domestic and I couldn’t really help thinking that I really wished all my mornings could be like that.
We’ve decided to go have a dip in the pool. Marshall’s not used to the temperature and the humidity here. He’s been complaining about it all morning. He looks adorable when he’s pretending to be all grumpy.
We’ve been soaking in the pool for about 15 minutes, and I decide to have a little fun. Marshall is just floating around, soaking up the sun. He needs to be dunked. I snicker internally and make my way as quietly as possible across the pool to where he is.
When I’m about 6 feet away from him I dive and swim the rest of the way under the water.
Marshall is just floating around. Eyes closed. He has no idea what I’m about to do. As quietly as possible, I swim underwater until I’m right by his head. Counting to three in my head, I jump up and dunk him.
“What the!”
I laughing so hard at the way he flails I can barely stand. Marshall quickly recovers though, and all of a sudden he’s standing in front of me, and seriously scary look in his eyes. He looks about ready to murder someone, mainly me, and I’m not sure I like that idea. The laughter I couldn’t hold in before dies a very sudden and tragic death, strangled in the tightness of my throat.
“Um…” I slowly back away from him. My hands raised in a placating manner. “Marshall? It was…it was just a joke?”
He doesn’t say anything, just follows me, that look still firmly in place. My pulse is picking up speed. But he has to know that it’s was just a joke right? Right? I know he has a sense of humor, so why doesn’t it feel that way right now?
Suddenly I can’t move back anymore. Shit. I’ve reached the edge of the pool, and Marshall is still advancing. I look around, trying to see if there’s some way I can escape.
Finally my eyes light on the steps. They’re only a few feet away. If I hurry I can get out and run. Maybe I should lock myself in the bathroom. Or even better! There’s a wine cellar in the basement, with reinforced doors. The previous owners collected rare wines. I just use it for storage, and now safety I guess. Right, that’s what I’ll do. I look back to see where Marshall is and…Crap.
Marshall rests his hands on either side of me on the edge of the pool. He eyes are…well, they’re beautiful, but right now? Right now they’re also very very scary.
He leans into me a little bit. making me lean back as much as possible.
“You think that’s funny?” His voice is menacing, and I swallow…loudly.
“I…I…I…” Damn. I hate stuttering. All I can hear is the blood rushing through my veins and my breathing. I think I’m about to start hyperventilating. My eyes have closed of their own volition. I’m just sort of waiting for whatever happens next, hoping I’ll come out of it relatively unscathed.
Suddenly another noise penetrates the air around me. At first I’m confused. I can’t really place it. I crack open one eye, looking to where Marshall is standing on front of me.
The noise is coming from him. He’s laughing so hard his hands are clutching his stomach. I’d been so busy being scared that I hadn’t even noticed he’d taken a step back, releasing me from the edge of the pool.
“Oh man!” He says, he sounds breathless, “You should have seen your face.” He cracks up again, and I can feel a little, slightly shaky smile start tugging at my lips.
“Shut up.” I mumble. He really looks gorgeous when lets loose like this. My smile grows a little.
He’s calmed down a little, but he a few chuckles still escape him every once in a while.
“No seriously, you looked like you actually thought I’d hurt you!” He laughs a little again, but I can feel my cheeks heat up. I had actually feared for my life a little. I don’t know what it is about him. It’s like I’m completely off kilter and I can’t get a handle on his feelings or even my own. And also, how would I know whether or not he really would hurt me? It’s not like I know him that well. I know he’s been amazing, and he’s surprised me several times with his reactions to different things. Hell, the fact that he’s even here still surprises me. It’s like this is some alternate universe and I just don’t know what the hell I’m doing any more.
“Oh shit! You actually thought I’d hurt you?” He asks softly. There’s concern in his eyes. I start shaking my head no. I don’t want to admit it.
“Don’t lie Nick.” He says, moving closer to me again. “You did. You thought I would hurt you.” His arms are back trapping me against the side of the pool. I chew my lips and look down. I can’t meet his eyes, I’m so embarrassed.
“Look at me Nick.” He says softly, like he talking to a scared animal. When I don’t react right away, his hand comes up and he lifts my head up so I can’t look away from him, “I won’t hurt you. I’d never hurt you. Jesus.” He shakes his head, then he leans in and presses his lips softly against mine. “I could never hurt you.” He kisses me again, and butterflies flutter to life in my stomach, “I’m could never hurt someone I’m in love with.” He whispers.
Wait…what? Did he just? I lean back and search his face, and I can see a little bit of fear and a lot of softness in his eyes. He’s in love with me? Marshall’s in love? With me? We’re both completely silent. I just stare at him, still not quite sure I heard him right. He looks so nervous now. Chewing his bottom lip, waiting for some sort of reaction from me.
Suddenly it’s like something bursts inside me, and I rush forward grabbing his face in both of my hands, and my lips crash into his. Kiss him hard, with all the passion and desperation inside me. Like I’m a dying man, trapped in a desert, and he’s the only water for miles around.
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