A Parisian Fairytale

Chapter Thirty Seven

"Welcome to Sweetzer." Johnny said proudly as Annabelle walked into the foyer with Sean behind her holding a wheelie cabin bag. "It's a beautiful home Johnny." Belle said with a smile gazing around. Sean placed the case on the floor before excusing himself. "Sorry, I didn't have an overnight bag to bring.." Annabelle said embarrassed. "Don't be sorry." Johnny said with a smirk showing her into the sitting room. "Can I get you wine? A Cocktail? Champagne?" He asked as he gestured for her to sit. "What are you drinking?" She asked sitting down. "Well I nabbed this out the mini bar earlier I thought we could use it." He said picking up the expensive looking champagne. "Sounds good to me.... Are we celebrating?" She asked coyly. "Oh I hope so." Johnny said pouring two glasses elegantly.

The pair sat on the couch after a delicious three course meal cooked by a private chef, and were sipping wine from obscenely large glasses. "So does this constitute a mega pint?" Annabelle smirked taking a sip from her glass and tapping it with her perfectly manicured nails. "Ha! I guess it does...." Johnny giggled. Annabelle had kicked off her heels and tucked her legs under her, she was fully facing Johnny on the couch and he was sat back relaxed holding his wine glass between his legs. He looked up at her and paused "I really am glad we got locked in that suite doll." She blushed profusely. "I am too. I'm sorry I was such a fool." "Darling, we've got past the apologies already. Let's not dwell. He's gone, he's in the past. This is our future." He tucked a stray hair behind her ear and smiled. "Here's to us..." she said raising her glass.

An hour or so later, Johnny had put on some music and they were very much enjoying themselves like they were the only pair in the world. "You played on this?" Belle said shocked. "Yes.. uncredited of course. That shit doesn't matter to me." "Well it sounds even better now. You and Oasis hey..." she smirked before asking "Do you plan to focus more on music now?" "Not necessarily... I've got a directing role coming up but yeah music is where my heart truly is." Annabelle nodded before her phone rang. She startled before Johnny gestured to her clutch bag that was on the table in front of them. "Please answer.." Annabelle smiled and checked it.

"What do you want?" She said curtly answering the call.
"I'm just checking you're out of that suite.."
"Jeffery! You had me run round the city like a fucking fool only so you could sneak Johnny into my hotel room? What kinda friend... hang on what kind of colleague does that??"
"Oh please. You can thank me at the wedding!" Johnny heard this and his eyes widened and Belle panicked. "Look don't you flatter your way out of this. How did you manage it?"
"I have my connections."
"Like?" Annabelle said not giving up.
"I know Gina fairly well, we cooked up the plan a week or so ago over a long video call." Johnny rolled his eyes smirking.
"Oh you're so gonna pay..."
"Hey.. what about her? And just for the record it worked right?"
"Yes it fucking worked!!" Annabelle giggled at the situation.
"Fantastic... now I need a favour?"
"You want a favour! After the shit you just pulled?" Annabelle scoffed.
"Belle... it's serious."
"Ok sorry.. go on."
"The cover..."
"Jeff we have 12 issues a year.. that doesn't help me."
"THE cover." He said seriously.
"THE? As in going to print in days cover?"
"Yes..."
"What about it?"
"We are switching photos."
"What??! You can't do that. Everything is set. I've cleared it with the client and everything."
"Yes I'm very aware of that... and THE client? Is that what you call her?"
"Jeffery stop fucking around. Vanessa signed that off herself." Annabelle said protectively. "I gave her my word Lily-Rose was protected and we are only using approved shots." At this comment Johnny stopped rolling his cigarette and his eyes widened.
"Woah calm down babe jeez. Vanessa ordered the swap herself. Chanel have delayed the watch promo with Lily so the mother daughter image should be the main one ok?"
"Oh..."
"So can you call London first thing and get it done?"
"You had me worried...."
"Yeah well if you let me finish, that conversation would have been a whole lot easier... now go have sex and don't forget to call London after. It will be morning for them by then. Night!"

Annabelle rolled her eyes hanging up, she turned to a concerned looking Johnny. "That was bizarre." "Sorry... it's just the cover. Vanessa approved the photos of Lily-Rose herself. She's very insistent on protecting her and I gave my word we would stand by that. They wanted to switch images but it's sorted now, I've just gotta phone it through to London." Johnny smiled. "You agreed to protect my daughter?" "Yeah. Not to win brownie points or anything. This contract was negotiated nearly a year ago." Annabelle smiled. "You really are an Angel aren't you?" "I'm just me Johnny. She's a good kid, she doesn't need the world of the press taking advantage of her. I'm just doing my bit." "Thank you." "You're welcome... now where were we?" She smiled leaning in and kissing him once more.

"Can I ask a question?" Johnny said as he lit up. "Of course." Annabelle smiled. She was walking along the floor to ceiling shelves in the living room admiring Johnny's books and records. "In Paris... did you want me to approach you?" "How do you mean?" She asked coyly. "Like were you looking for somebody else?" "God no. My life was a mess. If anything I just didn't want to be me for a while. Having Johnny Depp talk to me, buy me a drink and pay attention to me, felt pretty unlike me so I went with it." Johnny smiled before contemplating for a while. "And now?" "Now I can't think of anything I want more." "Ditto baby."