✰Hollywood star✰ Johnny cage x reader discontinued!!

3- missed calls

"Whats up Jc, I brought your requested guest." My dad responded.

"I turned around to see who was talking, to see the one and only Johnny cage.

"What!! Johnny cage I'm a big fan! I'm honored to meet you!" I stood up quickly and offered my hand out.

Instead of shaking it, he pulled me into a hug. I was very shocked at this action.

Our height difference led to my face being buried into his chest, smelling his strong cologne. This was definitely Dior brand.

After about 10 seconds of hugging he let me go and found a seat right in between me and my dad.

"So, what's your name lovely lady?" He asked pulling his shades off his face.

"Oh I'm y/n l/n. I'm very honored to meet you Johnny." I said nervously.

Why wouldn't I be nervous? This is one of my favorite actors.

"No im honored to meet you! Your dad is my favorite guard out of them all." He replied, taking a sip of his wine.

"So why did you invite me? What's so special about me, I'm not even famous." I questioned.

"You just caught my eye that's all, want to explore the place with me? I can introduce you to people." He offered.

I was very cautious at first, because my dad wasn't coming. But I had to meet new people as an adult.

"Sure I'm up for it." I said while getting up out of my seat.

He quickly stopped me and held his hand out so I could grab it.

"Oh thank you." I stuttered getting up out of my seat.

He was actually very polite and well mannered. I never expected this out of him.

He motioned me to follow him so I did. He led us more into the depths of the party.

"Chris Pratt! What's up my boy? Meet my new girlfriend, y/n." Johnny suddenly blurted.

"Girlfrie-" I was stopped by the one and only Chris Pratt.

"Nice to meet you. Seems like Johnny finally put his dick away." He chuckled while bumping johnys shoulder.

I wasn't suprised at what he said. A guy like him could pull any girl he wanted to in a millisecond.

After quick conversation with the well known star, Johnny grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the bar.

"What do you usually drink y/n?" He asked.

"Uhh... fire ball?" I continued "wait that's not the point, why did you call me your girlfriend earlier?"

"Why not?" He turned to the bartender and spoke "two fire ball."

He nodded in response and prepared our drinks.

"So what do you do for a living? Anything interesting? Porn star?" He asked quickly.

"No, I'm a story editor I basically just stay at home all day." I replied.

"Are you good? What's your average salary?"

"I make around 400k a year not to much." I replied sipping my now ready drink.

"Thats a lot for an editor. You must be really good. What type of books?" He asked curiously.

Should I tell him? That I edit literal porn novels for a living?

"Nothing interesting." I replied avoiding the question.

"Wait a seconddd!! Hahaha I know you, you do those porno's or what ever!" He said a little to loud.

"Johnny you idiot! Not everybody needs to know that!" I said while lightly punching him.

"Thats all you got?" He teased.

"What ever, suck my dick while you're at it." I replied.

"Maybe I will." He said while winking at me.

"I know you would." I sighed.

This was honestly getting boring. If all I was doing was getting bullied by a movie star, it's time for me to go.

"Anyway let's get straight to business, I think you're cute, what's your number?" He asked in a mannerly tone.

"Tch ur playing stop." I demanded.

"I'm being for real right now girl."

"I have a name you know."

"Than what is it so I can put it in when I put ur number in."

"You already forgot my name, typical."

...

After about 1 hour of Johnny begging and flirting y/n finally gave up and just gave him her number.

'It's not like he's actually gonna text me anyway.' I thought while stepping out of the Limo, revealing my house.

"Bye dad love you cya soon." I waved goodbye.

"Bye sweetie, love you too." He replied.

...

I quickly took everything off and got in the shower leaving my phone in my room.

After I showered I put my pjs on and layed on my bed expecting a dry phone, like always.

*3 missed calls from: Johnny cage*

*you have received 16 messages from: Johnny cage*

"What the." I gasped out loud.

What could this man be wanting?

I opened the messages he sent.

*hey*
*whats up*
*are you home yet?*
*why aren't you answering?*
*don't tell me you have a bf*
*can you just answer*
*you ghosted the worlds best movie star*
* tik Toc link LMFAOOO*
*wanna go out on a date?*
*whats ur insta?*
*did u fucking die?*
*wya?*
*are you home?*
*lmk when u get home*
*send picture of himself*
*look at how hot this photo is*

Does he think I'm someone else? It's shocking me how comfortable he got so fast. We have only known eachother for not even a day.

I pick up my phone and reply with *im home I was just busy mb* and put it down to watch some tv.

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JOHNNY MY HUSBANDDDDD