A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Twenty One

"Oh please... do I have to have those options?!' Meghan said giggling from the couch, her and Johnny were playing a game of Fuck, Marry, Avoid. "Oh god, where do I start." The woman said before sipping her wine. "Ok ok, I've got it... I would marry Joe, he's a sweetie, sleep with Tommy, and avoid Chris.." she said before blushing. Johnny nodded approvingly before breaking into a chuckle. "Your turn!!!" Meghan pretended to think before saying... "Some of your leading ladies.. Penelope, Dame Judi Dench and Gwyneth!" Meghan smirked as Johnny's jaw dropped open. "Oh my days doll.... 100% I would marry Judi, she's just sublime." "I knew you liked her.. I've seen many of your interviews talking about her." "I would avoid Penelope, she's Javier's girl and like a sister to me, So I'm guessing that means I'm fucking Gwyneth.. mind you I almost should have in that bath in that film we did." Johnny chuckled before topping up their wine glasses. "Johnny!!" Meghan smirked before breaking into giggles again. "This game is stupid.." she continued. "Why?" "Because you shouldn't have to choose.." she said tipsy. "Yeah I know what you mean. It's not a great feeling is it." "Not for me but you're most women's fantasy." She said subconsciously moving closer to him on the couch. "I am not." "Johnny you are. Teenagers to middle aged women some even older would give their right arm to be with you." "I find it all very absurd." He said sipping his drink. "Yeah I can imagine, it's a weird world hey?" Johnny nodded before leaning back on the couch. "So.. feeling better?" "A little thank you." Meghan said appreciatively. "Good. Tell me if you're not up for work tomorrow." "Oh god no don't be silly I'll be fine. I'm just being stupidly girly." Johnny smiled and tapped her thigh "you're not being silly, it's ok to not always be ok."

The next morning, Meghan had overslept which was unusual for her, so she rushed round getting dressed, donning black cigarette style trousers with a monochrome blouse tucked in. She had blasted her hair with the hairdryer creating tonnes of volume and waves and managed to get down to the terrace in record timing only to find it completely abandoned. The housekeeper emerged with a pot of coffee "Good Morning Meghan, how are you?" "I'm ok thank you Teresa, how are you?" "Very well, even better now that storm has passed. It was awful wasn't it? Thank goodness the power got back on yesterday." "Yes we don't realise how bad we rely on it?" "Absolutely. Anyway, what can I get you?" "Oh nothing thank you, it looks like I'm later than I thought, has Mr Depp left?" "Left? He's not even awake yet I don't think?" "He's not awake?" "No I don't believe so." "Oh Christ, the call time is in one hour!!" Meghan dumped her handbag on a seat round the table and ran back into the house and up the stairs. She slowed as she approached his bedroom door that was firmly closed. She gently tapped on it, no answer, she repeated the action before deciding she better poke her head in, so she knocked on the door and entered. The room was fairly dark still with the drapes hiding the large balcony doors. "Johnny!" She said in hushed tones. "Johnny! Wake up!" She slowly approached the bed and saw he was lying in the middle of it on his back. His head to one side, and the sheets pooling round his waist exposing his toned tattooed torso. She watched as his chest rose and sunk in line with the light snores coming from him. She probably stared for a moment too long before snapping to the task at hand. "Johnny!" Meghan said trying to wake the man. Nothing. Eventually she decided she had to try harder. She approached the side of the bed and gently shook his shoulder. "Johnny, wake up!" His eyes slowly opened before fluttering closed once more. She bent down to be closer to him, "Johnny you've got to wake up. We're gonna be late.." his hand emerged from being tangled in the sheets and he began pointing his finger before tapping her shoulder, her neck and then her face. "Johnny!" She smirked. "What are you doing?" She said slowly loosing her patience. "Finding the snooze button." "Johnny, come on we've had two lazy days around the house, we've got to get to work! Stephen will be there before you and he's flying from London. You're 15 minutes from set." "Doll please..." "No don't you doll me! I'm not gonna be late for work because of you." She said turning on her heel and heading to the door. "I'll be 5 minutes." He mumbled as she exited the room and headed down to retrieve her bag. She stood in the foyer tapping her foot on the stone floor for 10 minutes before she looked at the newly arrived Sean and Travis. "He's been doing so well with timings.." Meghan said. "You mean you've been doing well getting him up on time." Meghan's eyebrows furrowed she hadn't been doing anything of the sort, occasionally yelling for him when she knew they the car was on its way to collect them but that was about it. "Is he always like this?" She asked checking her watch once more. "Oh yes." Sean said smiling as he sat down on a nearby seat, "Story of my life." He continued whilst Meghan nodded before noticing the time. "Travis, will you take me to set? I don't want to be late." "But he's the boss, he's not going to punish you for being late because of him." "Yes but my day has already started, the cast have  probably already arrived and I'm missing valuable moments to capture content." "Ok fine, I'll drop you and then come back for you and John ok Sean?" "Fine by me, I'm not going anywhere until he emerges." Sean said pulling out his phone and beginning to scroll.

Travis and Meghan drove to the nearby set in comfortable conversation, she rather enjoyed sitting in the front of the SUV for a change as usually she was always in the back alongside Johnny whilst his security were in the front. "He means well you know." Travis said, "I know, I just hate being late, to anything,." "Well you're hanging with the wrong guy then I'm afraid." Meghan giggled before jumping out the vehicle "Thanks for the ride Trav." She said before shutting the door and walking off.

"Sir, with all due respect, if you're gonna fuck her, you could at least do a good job so she's in a good mood." Sean said as Johnny finally appeared in the lobby of the large Italian house. "Excuse me?" Johnny said looking up as he licked his cigarette. "Meghan. She was not impressed with you sleeping in... wore you out did she?" Sean stood smirking at his pal come boss. "I have no idea what you're talking about Betts." "You and Meghan. Sleeping together this weekend." "Sean, what gave you that idea?" Johnny said shocked, "Well with the power cut, we didn't hear from either of you and then this morning I saw her come out your bedroom fully dressed and so I could only assume.." "that the only possible explanation was that I'm fucking her?" "Are you not?" "No I am not. Jesus.." Johnny said before letting his mind drift to the idea. In the great scheme of things, it really didn't seem like a bad idea at all, she was an attractive woman, and he was a red blooded male, he would never turn it down but then again she was Alice's niece and that was just not a good Avenue to go down. "So you're not sleeping with her?" "No damn it man I'm not." "Well maybe you should?" "Why should I?" "Well it might help her lighten up, she wasn't in the best mood just now." "She's got ummm, a friend. Yes that's it a friend is visiting." Johnny said to a confused looking Sean. "A friend? Why wasn't I... oh do you mean what I think you mean." "Well it's a little hard to know what you're thinking in your sick dirty mind but I'm assuming we are on the same page. Women's stuff." "Ahhh." Sean said knowingly. "So you think I pissed her off?" Johnny asked as they spotted Travis arriving back with the car. "Yes she was rather inpatient and put out that you were making her late for work." Johnny nodded slowly before climbing into the car.

A few hours later, the morning had flown past and it was nothing to do with Johnny barely being on time or so he kept telling himself. He sat with his best friend Stephen as they discussed the next scene, when the latter blurted out "So you finally gave in and got into Meg's knickers I hear.. what a wingman I am giving you the house to yourselves for the weekend." The man said smugly. Johnny almost choked on his coffee. "What?! No?! How do you even, what's made you think that?" "Well Travis mentioned.." "Travis doesn't know what he's talking about." "So you're saying you didn't get laid?" "Stephen she's Alice's fucking niece. I wouldn't do that. No way. She's not right for me. Besides I'm doing her a favour right.. she's looking to build a reputation, I'm helping her get one not destroying it."

Johnny hadn't noticed Meghan had arrived behind him and overheard the last part of his sentence, her eyes immediately filled with tears. So after all, it was nothing to do with her, she was here and having this fantastic experience once again thanks to family connections. She wiped her cheek before running off to an office trailer she knew was empty.