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Walk On Water | Eminem Fan Fiction

01 Avery POV

"Hey, baby girl" dad said as he opened my office door. "Ready for the game?" he asked softly, leaning against the doorway. I sighed, "yeah almost, why?"

He shoved his hands in his pockets uncomfortably as the silence lingered between us. He cleared his throat, "there's press downstairs, and Issac's waiting on the field for ya"

Bothered, I rolled my eyes. "Ace, you are the face that everyone wants to see baby" he said, trying to reassure me. But after hearing my dad say the same shit over, and over I became numb. "Whatever, dad" I said as I grabbed my shoes, walking out.

As I walked along the catwalk, shoes in hand, I watched as people poured into the stadium for the game. "Av, Avery!" I turned hearing a familiar voice. I let out a small laugh as Michael stopped the golf cart along side me.

"Jesus, I can't leave you alone for two seconds, why do you have no shoes on girl?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, "long story, dude" I said as I pressed my tongue to my cheek. "Come on, where am I taking you?" he asked.

I happily hopped into the gold cart, "you're a freaking God sent Mike, can you talk me to the field?"

Michael let out a belly laugh, "I don't know about all that" he said as he exaggerated his tone. "I was on my way to get the celebrity guests that are here for the game today"

I raised an eyebrow, "and you picked me up instead?"

"Avery come on, you're you" Michael said as his grip tightened on the steering wheel. He cleared his throat, "you looked so pitiful, you have no shoes on" he said as he let out a laugh before playfully grabbing my leg, and squeezing it a little.

He let out a sigh, "you headed to the field to see Issac?" he asked. I nodded before changing the subject, "do you know who the celebrity is?" I asked as Michael shook his head. "Not yet, but I'll find out when you get your ass off my gold cart" he said as he shot me a wink, pulling up to the entrance of the field.

"Thanks for the ride, Mike" I said softly.

I remember when I wanted to become involved with the Cowboys, my grandfather told me to never mix business with pleasure. But things changed when it was convenient for him and his business, when they wanted to set me up with Issac.

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Marshall POV

I sighed as I leaned over the railing, looking out onto the field as I saw her. "Avery" I said under my breath, quickly feeling a weighted sensation in my chest.

I fell back into the chair, running my hands over my face as I felt my stomach in my throat. She was hugging a football player, blowing him kisses and the press soaked up every minute of it. I knew I was taking a chance, flying here thinking I would casually run into her in a packed stadium for a second time. I was embarrassed.

"Paul" I said softly. "Yeah, Marsh" he answered, continuing to scroll on his phone.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" I asked as I zoned out. "What are you talking about man, you're here to see Avery" he said as confusion took over him. I shook my head, "I'm such an idiot, I was so wrapped up wanting to see her again. How could I not think a girl like that was in a relationship?"

"How do you know that?" he asked. I let out another sigh, "I saw her on the field, her and one of the football players were hugging and kissing"

Paul cleared his throat, "but you're Eminem" he said. "I- I don't know who I was trying to fool, I'm old enough to be her dad" I said as I pressed my tongue to my cheek.

"Let her tell you if she's in a relationship, or if you're just being an idiot" Paul said trying to reason the issue. "Give her a chance before you turn into the recluse that you are"

A silence lingered between us, "Seriously Marshall, this is the first girl I've seen you remotely interested in, in quite awhile"