A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Twenty Two

"So wait hang on. You're going back to London?" "Yeah course. We've got loads to do, especially if you want us over for Thanksgiving." Gina said sweetly over breakfast. "So it's just you and me then." Johnny said turning to Meghan. "You and me?" She questioned. "Yeah once we wrap, I guess we can just fly straight out tomorrow, unless you wanna see the sights of Italy?" She smiled, touched at his caring nature. "No I'm good, I think I've eaten and drank enough over the past 9 weeks to last me a lifetime" Meghan giggled taking a sip of her coffee. "So I'll speak to Nathan about a plane then Sir?" Sean said. "Yeah, the usual please. I don't wanna make any stops unless we have to. Also, ensure Lenny knows we will be home by the weekend. I'm desperate to see the kids." Meghan smiled, Johnny could be organised when he wanted to be.

"And that's a wrap!!!" Johnny yelled across the set the next day earning cheers and applause. They spent a few hours going round and saying their goodbyes, and making plans with the cast and crew before they were finally heading to the private airfield. "Johnny I could have flown home commercial." Meghan said as they boarded the steps. "Nonsense. When I was flying home anyway, there's just no point." She nodded smiling as they entered the plane. "Make yourself comfortable it's gonna be a long one." Johnny said spotting Meghan struggling with her bag once more. He immediately reached for it and shoved it into an overhead bin. "If this was a movie, that would be our meet cute." Meghan said smiling. "Well looky here somebody did learn something." "Yeah believe it or not. I'm not just a pretty face with good family connections." She blurted out without thinking. Ever since hearing Johnny a few weeks prior announce to Stephen that he was doing her a favour, she couldn't help but get worked up about it. "Well not many have beauty and brains." Johnny said sitting down by the window and gesturing for her to take the seat next to him. She opted to, and got comfortable as Nathan, Travis, Sean, Mark and Malcolm all boarded too.

They took off and Johnny turned to Meghan. "You did a really great job doll, thank you for saving my ass when it comes to social media." "You're just saying that." Meghan said without looking up from her book. "I'm really not." She slammed the book shut before saying "You are. I know you are. You're only doing me a favour so stop harping on about how I'm talented and I'm gonna go far because I won't. I'll only ever get to where my uncle can get me." She stood up and headed to the galley taking a bottle of water from the stewardess. Johnny stood and abruptly followed. "What's bought this on?! I thought we ironed out your insecurities." He said quietly. "My insecurities? I told you my deepest insecurities and then you call me with an Italian fairytale, leading me to believe it's because I deserve it and because I've earned it and then I find you've only given me the job as a favour and to boost my reputation. Johnny I won't take anymore hand outs from you. I'm not that type of person." Noticing the rest of the passengers were staring at their little arguement, Johnny whispered "Do you mind if we take this somewhere private?" Her eyebrows furrowed as he gently took her elbow and led her to the back of the plane where a private cabin was. "Excuse us." He said curtly as they made their way past his smirking employees and he shut the door behind them.

"Johnny, what is going on?? Why do you need to talk to me privately?" "Will you stop and listen for one minute..." Meghan composed herself  "Johnny, I just don't understand, whilst on the tour you let me rant to you, and bounce ideas of you and tell you my deepest darkest fears, only for you to then just go ahead and enhance that feeling by taking pity on me and inviting me to work on your movie?" She said in clearly an upset tone. "Meghan, darling, I don't know why you feel this way, but you were chosen because I like your style; I like how you work, your ethics, your vibe, and most importantly because I knew you could do the job. I wanted somebody I trusted with this project, somebody who would give it their all and then some. You've ticked every one of those boxes. Are you officially qualified? No. Are you a relative of a good friend of mine? Yes? Why should that matter? Well to me it doesn't." Johnny said sincerely, rubbing her arms up and down with his ring clad fingers. "But you said, you said you were doing me a favour." "When?" He was exhausted of going round in circles and could see the woman was on the brink of tears, this obviously meant a lot to her. "Talking to Stephen at the cave a few weeks ago. He had just got back from London when I heard you both talking. You said something like she's Alice's niece.. I'm doing her a favour. She's not right for me, I'm helping her get a reputation not destroying one." Johnny swallowed slowly rubbing his chin remembering the exact conversation and what it referred to. "Darlin, I wasn't talking about your work?" "You weren't talking about my work? Johnny please be truthful, I'm a big girl I can handle it." "Meghan, just know I wasn't talking about your work ok? I was talking about. About something else." "Like what?" She said looking at him square in the face. "Oh Christ." Johnny muttered before manoeuvring her to sit on the end of the bed. "I was talking to Stephen about you. That is true. However, you've got the wrong end of the stick. Stephen, well he had heard a rumour that he presumed to be true and I was setting him straight." Johnny said coyly. "A rumour! About me?" Meghan questioned. "Yes about you." "Well? What was it?" "I don't think you need to know it's long gone now anyway.." "Johnny.." "Ok fine.." he sat down beside her and looked straight ahead. "There may have been an inclination going round that you and I have been sleeping together." "Sleeping together? Like we did the night of the storm.... oh wait you mean." "Yes I mean..." "Fucking?" She said giggling nervously. "Yes not to put a finer point on it. Yes fucking each other's brains out." Johnny smirked. "Why??" "Well your pal Travis... and Sean. They had seen you come out of my bedroom after waking me, and assumed after we didn't make contact over the weekend we lost power that we were, umm shall we say occupied?" "Ahhh.." Meghan said. "So like the ladies they are. Travis told Stephen who cornered me about it on set. I set him straight and said No, that it wasn't true, you were Alice's niece, and I wouldn't do that to your reputation." "My reputation? Why would fucking your brains out be bad for my reputation?" Meghan said. "Because you know the accusations and who people still think I am despite a court verdict.... And who said it would be you fucking my brains out? Surely it would be the other way around?" Johnny smirked. "For one, I don't give a shit what anyone thinks, I believe you, and your story, and I fully back the court verdict so who cares what people say, or write in the press. Secondly, you were twice voted sexiest man alive, I sure as hell wouldn't settle for just plain old vanilla." She giggled making Johnny smirk. "I'm sorry for kicking off without knowing the full story." Meghan said sheepishly. "I'm sorry that you thought you weren't good enough.. again. I never wanted to be a guy who made you feel that way... But I'm even more sorry now that the whole concept isn't true as I'm dying to know what your take is on vanilla sex." Johnny nudged her with his elbow as she turned to look at him giggling. "God imagine." She said her giggle getting lost in her throat. "I can't stop imagining." Johnny said quietly, his face mere inches from hers as their eyes locked.