Your Name sounds Like Candy (a Eminem fanfic)

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"Sorry," 

he muttered after he pulled back. "Sorry for what?" I asked, genuinely confused.  

"Kissing you, I shouldn't have done that. I barely know you!" He exclaimed, my eyes went wide and I twitched.  

It really sucked, because he was right. "Wait, sorry! That's not what I ment!" He said hurriedly shaking his head.

"No, no, I'm sorry." I insisted shaking my head. "I was stupid to look for someone I met over twenty years ago. And I'm being stupid right now taking away from your life." I said, hanging my head embarrassed.

His eyes went wide, "well if doing those things makes you stupid, then I like stupid people." He said, trying to lighten the mood. I put my elbows on my knees and stared out the window watching the world below me as we flew to Detroit, I chewed on my lip and tried constantly to fall asleep. But I just couldn't get comfortable, I curled up my feet, I put my head on the seat in front of me, but nothing would work.

Marshall looked at me and sighed, grabbing my head and putting it on his shoulder. "I may not be a good friend. But I have got to be more comfy than a chair." He said side hugging me. I yawed, and after a few minutes I was asleep.

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"Cat, cat! Wake up." Marshall said shaking me, "hmm?" I asked opening my eyes. "You were teary," he said wiping my eyes. I laughed uncomfortably. "I don't even know why," I whispered shaking my head. I couldn't even remember having a dream 

"Sorry," I said looking down. "No, no, no, it's ok!" He said putting his hand on my shoulder. 

He smiled slightly, "we're gonna be there in about two hours." He said, I smiled "I'm going home." I said happily. I turned over and looked at him, "What do we do until then?" I asked, 

he shrugged. "Let's just talk." He said playing with his fingers. "Truth or dare?" I asked putting my hands in my pockets. He nodded, "ok, truth, or dare?" I asked smiling. "Truth," he replied with no hesitation. "Um, are you glad I found you?" I asked blushing, "duh. Ok truth or dare?" He asked,  

"Truth." 

"Do you have any tattoos?" He asked me hesitantly. 

"Oh, yeah I do actually." I said pulling my hand out of my pocket and showing him the lizard I had tattooed just under my thumb. He smiled and nodded, "what's it mean?" He asked, I looked at him and chuckled. "It's kinda stupid, and crazy." I warned tracing my fingers over it.  

"Tell me?" He said looking at it. "Ok, when I walked out of the door of my old house there was this adorable little lizard. So I took it with me, it went with me all the way until I found Pet. Then I let it run up the side of the building, like I said, stupid." 

"It's not stupid." He whispered, "did it have a name?" He asked, 

"Um, yes."  

"What was it?" I shifted awkwardly. "Uh, Mr Mathers." I mumbled,

he laughed. "Smooth." He said,  

"your turn." I said rolling my eyes playfully. 

And that's how it went for a couple of hours, and I'm not complaining

"We will be landing momentarily, thank you for flying with us, and have a great stay!" The overly chirpy intercom voice said. I giggled and looked out the window. "Home," I said tracing my finger down the glass. I looked over at Marshall who was smiling as well.

"We're going home."

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Sorry if it sucked:/ feedback is appreciated:)

-cat