Movie love ( Quentin Tarantino fan fic)

Pulp fiction

(Williow POV) Yesterday was a strange day, but it was fun. I didn't really expect to show Quentin any of my collections, or any of my writing. That kiss though, it felt right for some strange reason. I mean I only met the guy 2 days ago. I got up out of bed, still thinking about yesterday. For some strange reason I have butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it. I got up got the white "The Who" tshirt ,that I laid out the night before, my red ripped up skinny jeans, and my white converse. I got in the shower, and washed up. While I was in the shower, I felt a burning sensation on my side. I looked, and realized I scratched myself in my sleep again. I really need to stop doing that. I do it, because I have strange nightmares about weird shit. It's strange though. I really don't remember having a nightmare. I got out of the shower, put on my clothes, fixed my hair, put on a little eyeliner and mascara, and left my house. I don't have a job, because I write poems for the newspaper and it really dosent involve leaving my house. I went to the music store to check out the new shipment of Bob Marley albums that came out. I walked in, and was met by my friend Jeff. Now Jeff he's a nice guy, really chill, and could be a dumb ass sometimes but dosent means too. There's one thing that I like about him though. He's a full blown hippie, the music working hippie. He shows me all the new shipments before they come out and even lets me buy them, so maybe I could get the Bob Marley album today. "Hey Willow what's happening?" Jeff said coming from behind the counter to greet me with a hug. "Oh nothing, just coming to check out the new Bob Marley album" I said hugging Jeff. "Oh yea,I saved a special one for you" Jeff said leading me to the back were all the albums were. When we got to the back, he gave me the new album with Bob Marleys autograph. "OMG Jeff how did you get this?" I said excited. "Oh you know, I have my ways" I smirked at him. "Hey Willow did you see that new movie?" Jeff asked. "Why yes I did Jeffery, and it was great" I said smirking. "Hey you know I don't like my full name" Jeff said making a sad puppy dog face. "Aww, but I think it's adorable" I said sarcastically. "Well I gotta go here's the money for the album" I said giving Jeff the money. "Oh it's ok it's on the house" My face lit up. "OMG thanks Jeff ! " I hugged him then went home. When I got home I saw Quentin's car parked in The driveway, and a patient Quentin by the door. I walked up the stairs to meet his smile. "Well hello mr. director, what's up" I said unlocking my door. "Well hello my beautiful heroin" Quentin said walking in behind me. "What are you doing here?" I asked putting my new Bob Marley album away. "Oh um I need help on a script, I got writers block and it sucks" Quentin said handing my the scripted, and rubbing his neck. "Ok I think I can help, what part are you on?" Quentin gently took the script from me, and flipped to the page. "Their at restraunt that has old movie actors, and musicans, and they are at the table, and I don't know what they should talk about" Me and Quentin sat on the couch, and started thinking. The akward silence in the room felt right. We didn't have nothing to talk about, and nothing was bothering us. "I have and idea!" I said almost jumping up. "What" Quentin said laughing. "Ok so you know how Mia is like a mysterious artist right, so maybe they should sit in akward silence and when it's almost unbearable she breaks it and talks about akward silence" It felt like that idea came naturally, because I latched on to the story so quickly that it surprised Quentin. "That's the most wonderful idea I have ever heard" Quentin said smiling. "You really have caught on to the story" He said gently holding my hand. " Thanks hehe, This is my strong subject in my brain as you can tell" I said laughing. "What's the movie going to be called" I asked seeing that the scripted didint have a title. "I don't haven't though of one" Quentin said thinking. I read through the scripted again. Seeing that it had drugs, boxing, and Rape in it I had an idea. "How about Pulp Fiction" I said with a smile. "That sounds cool" Quentin said with a smirk. "Well thanks Willow I needed the help. I think my writers blocks gone now thanks to you" I smiled. "Well your welcome" I said hugging him. "Well I gotta go, meeting my first producer, oh and I got something for you" Quentin said going out to his car. "I thought about you when I saw this you know, since you like old music and all" Quentin said giving me huge Beatles poster. "Aww Quentin I love it" I said jumping up and down, and hugging him. "Your welcome" He said smiling. This was a good day.