And Then I Found You

The Hotel Room

It was now 1:00 in the morning and the party was still going on. It was a great gathering of people and normally Johnny would have enjoyed a night like this celebrating with friends. But he couldn't. He kept thinking about Helena. She was one of his best friends and he couldn't help but hope she was alright. She would be home right now, he knew that much but he was worried that she was alone, especially in her state. She needed a friend right now. As much as Johnny tried to relax and assure himself that she was fine, he just couldn't bare the thought of her being alone in that hotel across the street from them alone and upset. He was her friend, and a good friend at that so therefore he politely excused himself from the party after conniving his rather drunk friends that he had to leave because of an emergency. They were to drunk to really understand why he left so saying that it was an emergency seemed to make them believe him and therefore let him go.

Johnny didn't bother saying goodbye to Dominic as he walked past. He was to busy chatting away at the bar with some blonde to even notice Johnny pass. Although Johnny loved him dearly as a friend, he couldn't help but hate the way he was treating Helena right now. He hadn't had a conversation about it with her, nor did he spend this evening celebrating with her. As much as Johnny wanted to help him, he couldn't. He needed to be with Helena now. He may have been always closer with Dominic but right now he was in the wrong and was hurting his wife which Johnny wasn't going to stand for.

After jumping into the nearest London taxi and arriving at one of London's grandest hotels that even he was staying in for the night as well as Dominic and Helena, Johnny quickly thanked and paid for his fair before running into the foyer. He was thankful that it was so late now that hardly anyone was about. If  so he knew he would probably have to stop for pictures and autographs but thankfully he was able to just walk over to reception without any hassle.

"Hi, can you please tell me what room number Mr Dominic and Helena Edwards are staying in?" Johnny asked quickly as the receptionist had to try and remain professional even though Johnny Depp had shocked her so by his sudden question. "I'm sorry Mr Depp but I can't give out that information" she said making him tap his hand impatiently on the desk. "I know i'm sorry, but I have to see Mr Edwards wife" he tried again desperately trying to hurry this along.

"She has moved rooms she's no longer on the top floor of our luxury sweet" The receptionist practically whispered across to him looking side to side as if to not be caught for giving this information away. But how could she resist, it was Johnny Depp after all and she knew from the papers and tabloids that the were good friends.

"Moved? where?" he asked watching as she looked at him awkwardly as she wasn't obligated to give such information out. "Wait" he smiled picking up a desk pen "what's your name?" he asked making her frown at him "Julia" she replied watching as he began frantically scrabbling away at the piece of paper laying on the top of the desk. Something on the lines of 'Dearest Julia so lovely to have met you, love Johnny depp' handing it over to her with a knowing smile she smiled at his bribe before looking into his chocolate brown eyes and smirking.

"Fine, she's B34 on the third floor" she whispered as Johnny smiled happily. "Thank you" he said before running of to the elevator and pushing the button ready to go up and see her.

As he reached the third floor Johnny ran straight to B34. Knocking frantically Johnny waited patiently for it to open, only to find it not being open at all. He couldn't help his racing heart as she didn't seem to answer. "Helena!" he called loudly until this time it flew open to reveal a very tipsy Helena swinging her glass of what looked like straight vodka around as she beamed his name brightly "Johnny Depp!" she giggled taking another swing at the drink in her hand.

She had changed into some white loose trousers with a black and white silk top. Her makeup was still surpassingly in tack considering the circumstances. Her smokey eyes were not smudged at all and her red lipstick still screamed out at him. She looked stunning even when she was as wasted as she was right this very second. She had obviously not stopped drinking and was now in a world of her own.