Kidnapped By Johnny Depp

Chapter 10

Dewey opened a door. Inside was a big screen and 4 rows of chairs. Soft lights beamed down from the ceiling.

"Wow, this is really nice," i said looking around.

"I know. I'm the one who designed this room," he said setting his plate down on a small table. I put mine down next to his.

"Wow, really?" i asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, when i moved in here, this room was just empty but then, Johnny had some guys make this for me," he said.

"Lucky you," i said with a smile.

He walked to the back of the room to a big case. He opened it to reveal a bunch of dvds.

"Woah! How many dvds are in there?" i asked.

"Over 1000. It's my collection," he said, "what do you want to watch?"

I walked over to the big case and skimmed through the cases. I picked up one that i was particularly fond of.

"Secret Window," he read aloud.

"Yep. I love this movie," i said.

"I don't even remember when i got this one. I think maybe my dad gave it to me when it came out," he said.

"Isn't it just weird seeing your dad in a movie?" i asked.

"Not really. He's not even my real dad so it's not that big of a deal," he said.

There was a silence.

"Well, enough with the chit chat. Let's pop this bad boy into the dvd player," i said walking back to my plate, picking it up and sitting down in the front row.

Dewey put the movie in the projector and played it. He turned off the lights, got his plate and sat down beside me. We began to eat as the movie started.

8:27pm

By the time the movie was over, my head was on Dewey's shoulder and his arm was around me. I know i said this wasn't a date. But it felt like one. At first when the movie started, it felt a little awkward. But it seemed the more the movie went on, the less awkward it became.

As the credits rolled, Dewey started to stroke my hair.

"I'm really glad we did this," he said.

"Me too. But maybe we should've picked a less creepy movie," i said. He laughed.

"Did you have a good time?" he asked.

"Yep. A great time," i said.

Silence.

"My dad didn't kiss your cheek, did he?" he asked.

"No...why?" i asked puzzled.

He did something surprising next. He kissed my cheek gently. I felt my whole body warm up. I took my head off his shoulder and looked at him.

"What was that for?" i asked.

"Nothing," he said beaming.

I know what i did next was wrong. I liked Johnny. But Dewey was just being so sweet. I couldn't help myself.

I kissed his cheek back.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"Nothing," i said.

The screen went black, leaving us alone in the dark.

"You're not scared of the dark, are you?" he asked in a whisper.

"Just a little bit," i said back in a sexy whisper.

I felt him take my hand. I held it back. As my eyes started to adjust to the dark, i could see Dewey beginning to lean into me. Uh oh. He wanted to kiss me.