(A/N first, I'll update when I want to update, I think I'm just too lazy. Second, I wanna add a song to every chapter so you can all listen and read, does that make sense? It could be a song that I'm loving or suits the chapter?! If the song doesn't work then tell me!! Third, next chapter, I want to pull a JohnnysAngel18 and post a picture of me?! Just a spontaneous thing to do so I'm not bothered if you don't want it. I think that's all I wanted to say.)
||Chloe||
She walked out the room in foam flip flops that had been worn away on the Californian pavements, the cigarette was gone and I think she brushed her hair.
I don't look a thing like my mother, and growing up I swear I was adopted, but bearing in mind I've never met my dad.
We stood in silence for what seemed like an eternity, I had nothing to say to her and I didn't think she had anything to say to me.
"I've got some news," She finally muttered.
"Please, sit down." I said
She sauntered over to the couch and wearily sat down keeping herself to herself.
"Would you like a drink?" Why was I being so polite?
"No, I'm OK I've just come from the bar," not surprising..
"So what's this news?"
"Your father," she fiddled with her thumbs
"He's in the hospital." She breathed out
What's that got to do with me? I've never met him?
"And I know what you're thinking, yeah you've never met him, but I did used to love him and he needs our help."
"What are you implying?" Johnny spoke up from the corner of the room.
"A kidney, he needs a kidney." My heart dropped, but I don't know this man? But he's my father, what if he's a really nice guy. Maybe I should meet him, or am I giving him the wrong impression?
"Okay."
"What?"
"Ill give him one of my kidneys."
"Don't you want to know any details?" John piped up.
"yeah, can I have his number.. Mum?" That took a lot of effort.
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About twenty minutes after my mother left, I made some more breakfast which consisted of bacon and egg mainly to distract Johnny from the fact that I just agreed to donate a kidney to a man I've never met through the messager of my mother who I haven't seen for nearly three years.
"So, a kidney. That's a lot to give to someone you don't know." Johnny said sliding a piece of bacon in his mouth, licking his lips afterwards.
"Well, I guess I'll have to get to know him." I hummed tracing my fingers around the edges of the card my mum gave to me before.
"how are going to do that then?"
I held up the card with my two fingers and a smirk on my face.
"You sneaky little devil." He laughed as it turned into a fit of giggles.
"Right," I said clapping my hands together just finishing the washing up." Premiere is tomorrow." My palms started to sweat just thinking of the occasion.
"Yeah, I'm so excited. I promise you it will be fun."
"I hope, I've never even stood on a red carpet before." I chuckled remembering a memory, "except for my Aunty Clara's old front room with the 20 year old ageing 'red' carpet. More of a brown now." I cringed thinking of it.
"Well, at least you're with me this time. It's so awkward turning up on your own, just wandering aimlessly." He laughed,
"I took Brian once,"
"Who's Brian?" I asked
"Oh he's Marilyn Manson."
"You're friends with him?" He hummed nodding his head
"My best friend in middle school used to be obsessed with him, had the posters, lunchboxes and all the singles and albums. She came in one day for school in the Manson make up. I nearly left my soul she scared me so much." I left out a breathy laugh.
"Well, we may be lucky. He might be there, but don't be scared when you see him with 'the face' on." He smiled, and laughed.
I wanted food, but I couldn't have it because we just ate. Sometimes life is hard kids, but I have a rich boyfriend, so fuck it. (I ain't calling her a gold digger)
"Can we get some ice Cream?"
"We just ate."
"You just ate" I corrected.
"Alright, we got some time to kill."
We collapsed into the mustang and whizzed through the Los Angeles roads, I noticed a library,
"JOHNNY! Stop!" I cried.
"Woahh--" he swerved to the side of the road. I immediately got out the car and dragged him with me.
"What are we doing, Chloe?" Johnny said being pulled by me into this ancient looking building, it was falling apart.
We walked in, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and ironically we did hear one. I walked up to the front desk still dragging Johnny on my arm.
"Excuse me, could you tell me where the medical section is please?" I asked the middle aged woman who was wearing some high waisted jeans, a plain white t-shirt, a cardigan and a crucifix around her neck. She peered at me over her thick lensed purple glasses, but diverted her sight straight to johnny who was waiting impatiently behind me.
"OH MY GOD. YOURE JOHNNY DEPP! Please sign my stamp book!" She squealed so the whole building could hear her.
I felt and saw dozens of eyes dart in our direction.
"Good luck, I'll be back in 3 minutes tops." I said to Johnny before running for my life to the science area of the library. I heard Johnny faintly say,
"Hurry up! You owe me big time." I smirked as I entered the medical area and grabbed the first organ transplant books and could see and ran back.
More swarms of people surrounded johnny.
I ran behind the desk and stamped all the books myself as quickly as I could. I grabbed him by the sleeve and we ran out to the car and clambered in. Girls screamed and ran towards us.
"Wow, John, look at the effect you have on woman." I said. He put his large hand on my thigh, with his other hand on the wheel.
"Ok you, calm down. Did you get want you wanted?"
"Yeah, I hope so."
"Good." He changed the gear and we sped off.
(Another A/N I'm not very good at making long chapter on short notice, so for my next story I'm going to write the first 10'chapters before posting, my updates will probably be more consistent then. K byeee❤️)
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