Tessa's P.O.V:
"Okay, Miss Black. Just lift your head up a bit....perfect!" The photographer says as I follow his instructions. I was realising a new perfume next month and I totally forgot about the photoshoot.
I try my best to stay still as the camera's flash and as other staff walk around me in Marshall's living room. Oh yeah, about Marshall...
He was being a total jerk when me and Nate came back and he didn't even apologise or talk about. Kim also came to collect the kids but I avoided her by staying in my room.
Marshall left with Porter a few hours ago leaving me alone with Blaire. I told her everything about Kim and she just told me to keep my distance from her.
"I need to buy a bottle of this when it's out!" Blaire says as she spray some of my perfume. I chuckle in response and shake my head. Just when I was about to speak, Marshall walks in.
"Yo, what the fuck!" He shouts as he looks around the living room.
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell him.
"Mr Mathers-" The photographer turns around to face Marshall but he cuts her off.
"You're using my living room as a damn studio!" He shouts looking at Blaire and then me. I roll my eyes as I pull on my robe and stand up from the floor.
"We're done here anyway." I mumble as I take a drink from one of the girls.
"We've got a fucking plane to catch!" Marshall says im frustration.
"We will get there on time!" I shout back as I walk past him. What the fuck is his problem? Was the subject about his relationship with Kim to touchy.
Jeez, Marshall. Grow a pair and move on!
I make my way upstairs and start to get ready for the party in New York. My make up and hair was already done so I didn't really take much time getting ready.
I stand infront of the mirror and looks at my reflection as I pull on my black heels. God, why do I have to be so fucking big and fat!
"Yo, you ready?" Marshall shouts as he knocks on the door.
"Uhr, i'm coming!" I shout. Maybe I should wear a long dress, something that covers me up a bit more and something thats not too fitted. So I don't look fat.
But who the hell where's a gown to a club?
"Fuck me." I mumble and grab my clutch and walk out my room. I check through my clutch for my phone, money and gum as I make my way towards the stairs.
Just when I reach the top step as I look for my phone, my feet slips to the side. A loud scream escapes my lips but before I could fall, somone catches me.
"You alright?" Marshall asks as he holds me.
"I'm....fine." I say breathlessly. "Thank you." I add as I stand up straight and fix my dress.
"Uhrm, no problem." Marshall says slowly. I look up at him to find him staring at me as he scratches the back of his neck.
"Pervet." I say as I wack his shoulder and make my way downstairs.
"What, we're engaged!" He laughs as he catches up to me.
"You need to stop giving me hickis." I stop on the middle of the steps and turn to him before I make my way down again.
"Oh, come on." He laughs. "You know you like it." He says as his hands go to my ass.
"No, I don't like it!" I lie and move his hand away and walk towards the front door.
"Admit it." Marshall says as he sets the alarm.
"No." I roll my eyes and wait for him.
"Go on, you want more." Marshall says as he closes the front door.
"No, I don't!" I tut.
The driver gets out the car and opens the door for me as I walk towards the car. I get in and move down for Marshall. Once the doors closed, Marshall places his hand on my thigh slowly. I move his hand away quickly.
One minutes he's all moody and angry at me and the next minute he can't stop touching me! What kind of medication is he on?
"What?" He laughs as he pulls me closer. He moves his face towards me so we're just inches apart.
"You know this is sexual harassment right?" I raise my brow making Marshall let out a chuckle.
"Not if you want it and enjoy it, it isn't." He smirks. I bite on my bottom lip as my eyes fall onto his lips.
I wonder what his lips feel like against mine.
Marshall slowly leans in a little more and stops when are noses are almost touching. I watch him as hi eyes roam around my face and then end up on my lips and he just looks at my lips for a few seconds.
Before one of us can speak or make a move, Marshall's phone starts to ring. I move back awkwardly and Marshall clears his throat as he flips open his phone and looks out the other side of the phone.
"Whats up?" Marshall picks up the phone. I look out the window as the driver start to drive down the driveway whilst Marshall talks on the phone. "How many days?" I hear Marshall ask after a long pause. He lets out a long breath as he rubs his eyes in frustration before he looks at me as he listens to the other person on the phone.
"What's up?" I whisper.
"I have to stay in New York for five or six days. You wanna come home together or you want Paul to arrange a flight?" Marshall asks.
"I don't mind staying longer." I shrug. Marshall starts to speak on the phone as I look out the window.
I absolutely love New York! The bright city never wants you to close your eyes for a second incase you miss something. There's also a fashion show happening this week sometime so I hope I get a chance to go.
Being alone with Marshall for five or six days really makes me nervous. I mean, last time Karla was with us but this time it's just me and him all alone in New York.
For the rest of the journey Marshall talks on the phone to Paul. We arrive at the airport with no paparazzi in sight, thank god for that! I let Marshall talk in the car and make my way towards the private jet.
I hand my bags to the employee and climb up the stairs. I choose a seat by the window and wait a few minutes for Marshall to come as I look at the car. The windows were tinted black so I couldn't see him inside the car.
My mind drifts off back to what happened in the car before the phone call. I like these little moments we have. I mean, we haven't kissed yet but i'm waiting on him to make the first move.
Really, Tessa?! Snap out of it!
I just recently got a divorce I can't think like that. What if this goes to far? What if I actually fall for him? What if-
"What's up with you?" Marshall asks, I snap out of my thoughts and find Marshall sitting across me. The planes already moving and I hadn't even noticed.
"Nothings up." I clear my throat and shake my head awkwardly.
"You sure?" He asks. "You look kinda pale." Marshall says.
"I'm fine." I nod and let out a small breath. I'm over thinking this way too much.
Get a grip Tessa! I mentally shout at my self.
"Why do you have to stay in New York longer?" I ask Marshall to change the topic.
"Paul wants me to check out a few artist. Plus i've got a radio interview to do." Marshall says. "We're probably going to be late for the party." He mumbles to himself. Clearly he's blaming me for making us late.
Once we arrive to New York, we hand our luggage to the security to take to our hotel. Marshall and I arrive at the club soon which is packed and surrounded by paparazzi.
I fix my make up and hair really quickly as Marshall talks to the driver. Just when he's about to get out of the car, I stop him by holding onto his shoulder.
"What's up?" He turns towards me.
"I need a favour from you this time." I say nervously. Marshall turns towards me and nods for me to carry on. "Last time we were out Marshall, you were with different girls and...." I trail off when I see him smirking. "What!" I whine and whack his arm with the back of my hand.
"If you want me to keep my hands just on you then I can." He smirks as he stroks my thigh. I slap his hand away and roll my eyes.
"Last time there weren't really any photos of you with other girls but this time it looks like a bigger party so the media might have photos." I explain. "I just don't want people thinking i'm a push over, alright?" I sigh.
"No one will think that." Marshall shrugs.
"Marshall. It was on the contract. Don't go back on it now, please." I say.
"I'm fucking with you." He rolls his eyes. "Now come on, let's get the fuck out of this car before I start making out with you in that sexy dress." He says as he climbs out.
Making out with me? Sexy dress?
I feel my skin turning hot and bright red as I clear my throat awkwardly. Thank god Marshall's out of the car because i'm blushing like a fucking idiot!
The door to my side opens and I thank the driver as I hop out the car. The camera's blind me as I walk around the back of the car to meet Marshall.
Marshall takes my hand in his and leads the way to the club with bodyguards on each side of us as paparazzi snap photos and shout our names and throw questions at us.
We wait behind a few people in the VIP line for the security to check our names. Marshall starts to make conversation with two basketball player ahead of us.
"Can I have a picture?" A blonde women asks with her camera ready.
"Yeah. Sure." I say irratated but hide my annoyence with a fake smile. Sometimes I just want to get through a day out in the public without people taking photos of me.
"So, Tessa. Tmz here uhrm, Mariah Carey said that she wants to work with you." A man asks once i'm done taking a photo with a fan. Marshall turns his attention towards us.
"Does she?" I ask. I could feel Marshall's stare on me.
"Yeah, we just spoke to her a few minutes ago before she went inside." He informs me. "Would you like to work with her in the future?" He asks. I feel Marshall go tense a little next to me.
"Well, we haven't met before and I think her music is good so..." I trail off when the guy starts to speak again.
"So for your next album, would you work with her?" He asks.
"Like I said, she's a good artist so if the fans want a collaboration then they'll get one if Mariah agrees that is." I chuckle.
"You afraid it won't happen? Maybe because of Eminem and his relationship?" He asks. I open my mouth but nothing comes out.
"Man you know what I think? I think she wants to get back with me so she's using Tessa." Marshall says stepping in.
"Oh." The reporter laughs. The mans questions get cut short by Marshall pulling me into the club once it's our turn to go in.
There were dark blue flashing lights all over the club and one or two spot lights on a few celebs that were cheering at everyone. The dance floor was in the middle of the club, a few feet away from the bar.
My song that I did with Lisa Lopez plays as everyone dances along and sings to it. I follow Marshall up the stairs to where our seats our. I stop at the top of the steps and take a look around.
They were red leather couches full of both men and women. Between the couches are poles and a few dancers dancing on them and sliding down them.
"Tessa." Marshall waves me over.
I look away from the poles and walks over to the far end by the balcony. I recognise G unit straight away as they all stand up and meet me by shaking ny hand and kissing me on my cheek.
"Great party." I shout over the music as I sit down between Marshall and Lloyd Banks, also known as Christopher. Marshall talks to 50 cent and a few other guys as Christopher and I talk.
"How was your flight?" He asks.
"It was good. Thanks." I smile.
"Congratulations on your engagement. I'm happy for you." He smiles.
"Thank you." I shout over the music. After a few minutes, Christopher decides to leave with a few people.
I watch a man in a white leather jacket roll a joint and pass it around. Marshall see's me watching him as 50 cent passes it to him. He smirks and places the joint between his lips as we keep our eyes locked.
God, he's so hot!
I watch him as he takes a few blows without looking away from me. Once he's done, he holds the joint towards me and nods for me to take. I glance down at the joint and back up at him, before taking it from him.
I place the joint between my lips as I lean back and look at Marshall. His eyes trace my face before they drop down to my lips. He leans closer to me and stops just a few inches away from my face. I blow the smoke out of mouth and place the joint on the table.
"I'm going to go get a drink." I tell him as I keep my eyes on his lips.
"What an original excuse to get away." He chuckles making me laugh.
"I'm not getting away." I shake my head.
"I think you are." He shrugs.
"Oh yeah? Why?" I ask.
"Because you're scared that if I kiss you then you might like it and want more." He smirks.
Exactly what i'm scared of!
"Nope." I lie and shake my head.
"Oh yeah? Prove it." He says. "Kiss me." He smirks.
"I'm not drunk or high enough to do that just yet." I smile and slowly slide away from him and out of the booth.
"Where you going?" He laughs.
"To explore. It's too stuffy around here." I shout over the music as I look at all the smoke surrounding the table that's due to them smoking weed.
I walk away from Marshall and looks down at the dance floor. Beyoncé and Kelly Rowland who are well known the singers from the group Destiny's Child wave me over as they dance.
I met Beyoncé a few times but only met Kelly once. We buy shots before we order our choice of drinks and walk to the middle of the dance floor and dance as we rap along to a biggie smalls song.
We order more drinks each time are glasses are about to be empty. I start feel slightly tipsy and lay off the drinks. I spin around the dance floor as my hands sway in the air.
I watch other people dance and start to slow down as the rhythm to the next song plays slowly. I look up at the balcony to find Marshall watching me as he smokes on a joint with his right hand and holds a glass in the other.
"Live a little, Tessa." I whisper to myself as we hold eachothers gaze for a few seconds.
I start to sway my hips side to side and dance to the beat with my eyes still locked onto Marshall. I turn away from him when I feel Kelly hold my hand up and hand me a shot.
One more wouldn't hurt.
I take the shot with the girls and then hand the glass back to them before I turn my attention back to the balcony where Marshall was to find the spot taken by some other guy.
My eyes scan through the people leaning against the balcony and looking down on the dance floor but don't find Marshall.
Wow, Tess. You scared him off.
Shrugging, I turn my attention back to the people on the dance floor. Everyone on the dance floor is plain drunk. Not one sober person is on the dance floor. Apart from me, well i'm kinda sober.
As I start to dance again, I feel a pair of arms snake around my waist and then I get pulled against a toned body. I start to giggle a little once I see Marshall's tattoo arm.
"You trying to give me a boner?" He whispers in my ear with my back pressed against his front.
"Did it work?" I play along. "Is that why you took so long to come down, because you had to get rid of it?" I laugh.
I turn to face him and wrap my arm around his neck as his hands stay on my waist. Marshall pushes me back slightly and pushes me up against a wall.
"No. I'm waiting for you to deal with my boner." He smirks making me go bright red. I bury my head between his shoulder and neck in embarrassment. I feel Marshall's body rumble as he laughs at my reaction. "No one's looking. You can sort my boner out now." He adds.
"Stop." I whine.
"Alright. I'm messing." He chuckles and moves his head back so I can lift my head up. "You look hot by the way." He grins as his hands go down to my ass.
"You don't look too bad yourself." I say and slap his hand away.
"Is that so..." He laughs as I nod and giggle. Our laughter slowly dies down as we hold eachothers gaze. Marshall slowly leans foward and I meet him halfway.
Just when are lips are almost about to touch a white spotlight drops on us making me look to my right due to the brightness. Marshall lips brush against my jaw.
"Ladies and gentlemen, round of applause for the new couple! Everyone shout 'congratulations' after three!" The dj says. Marshall lets out a sigh in frustration and turns to face the crowd.
"Dick head." I hear Marshall mumble.
"1...2...3!" The dj shouts.
"Congratulations!!!" Everyone screams as they all raise their glasses up. Marshall puts his hand up at the dj and the spotlights finally shut off. Marshall turns to me but just when he's about to speak, someone shouts for him.
"I'll see you around." I tell him and walk away from him. I glance back and find Marshall following my every move as he listens to the man speak.
Sighing, I make my way back upstairs and look down at the dance floor from the balcony. Every time Marshall and I try to kiss, something always comes up and it's so damn frustrating.
Wow, Tess. Desperate much?
I look down at Marshall by the bar and watch him as he orders a drink and talks to Lloyd banks. I watch as different girls try to flirt with Marshall but all he does is looks the other way.
My eyes stay on one blonde women who strokes Marshall shoulder and whispers someting in his ear. Oh please Marshall don't fall for her. Marshall shakes his head and moves her hand away.
But this bitch isn't moving.
God, I hate these damn groupies. I carry on watching Marshall as the blonde bimbo sits down on his lap and wraps her arm around his neck. Marshall quickly gets up making the girl almost fall onto the ground.
Marshall walks away from the girl and starts to make his way towards the stairs when he catches me looking and holds my gaze for a few long seconds.
He holds onto the metal railing and sends me a smile before he puts his drink up in the air and nods at me. I chuckle and shake my head as I copy his actions and hold my glass up in the air before I walk away.
He actually kept his promise.
I walk past the VIP guests and walk towards the back, desperate for some fresh air since all everyone's doing is smoking weed. After asking for directions for a back door or any other open area a waitress points towards a brown wooden door.
I walk towards it and open it to find a long white hallway. I walk down past the glass doors until I reach the last double glass doors right in the end. I pull at the door but it gets stuck.
After struggling with the damn door for a few seconds, I finally get it open. I look at the breathtaking view of the bright city ahead of me as I lean against the glass railing.
New York is absolutely stunning...
I turn my attention towards the glass door when I hear the door open. I smile softly as Marshall walks in and closes the door behind him. I place my glass on the balcony top and look out at the bright city ahead.
"Your missing out on the party." Marshall says as he stands next to me.
"Just needed a little bit of fresh air." I smile as I turn to him and then look back at the beautiful view. "Thank you for keeping your promise by the way." I say, referring to the promise we made in the car.
"What promise?" He glances at me. "Oh." He adds.
"Yeah. I appreciate it." I say quietly. Marshall doesn't reply as he looks ahead, somethings clearly in his mind.
The wind blows fast, making me shiver since I was just in a dress. Marshall pulls me against his side and wraps an arm around my waist to keep me warm.
"What's bothering you?" I ask him.
"Mm?" Marshall questions and looks down at me.
"What's bugging you?" I ask again. I small smile spreads across Marshall's lips as he looks down at me.
"This." He mumbles and places his lips on mine, taking me buy suprise.
I stay frozen for a few seconds as Marshall kisses me. He swipes his tongue against my bottom lip and I slowly allow him entry by opening my mouth. I find myself kissing him back as he pulls me infront of him and traps me between the glass railing and him.
I slowly wrap my arms around his neck as he strokes my waist with his hands. Marshall places his hands on my cheeks as our tongues interwine. We slowly both pull back to breathe as we keep our eyes locked onto eachothers.
"That....Was....Amazing..." I manage to get out through heavy breaths.
"Fuck, your so hot." Marshall whispers as his hands stroke my thighs. I peck him on the lips a few times before I move back and just stare at him.
"I want to do that again." I whisper and bite on my bottom lip.
"Am I that good of a kisser?" He chuckles making me blush.
"Shut up and kiss me." I shake my head and place my lips on his again.
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What's up guys?
I made you wait to long so here you you go! Someting finally happened and i'm fucking sorry for making it boring and short!
By the way, I had to add in a few paragraphs because I forgot about Marshall having a secret relationship kinda thing with Mariah back then. So if you get a update for one of the old chapters too it's because I just added a paragraph about Tessa mentioning gossip about Eminem and Mariah.
Tell me what you think and what should Marshall's and Tessa's ship name be? Any idea?
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