Caught Up In You (Johnny Depp Fanfiction) ✔

part 15

[Day 4]

Johnny scratch his head and yawn.

"I'm so tired last night" he said.

"I know johnny" I said, snuggled to his shoulder.

HE'S TIRED.

He throw himself on the bed last night, after too many beers and ciggars.

HAHA.

"Well johnny, I want to make you some pasta" I said

"I don't have the ingredients" he said.

"Uhm, okay then" I said

"I'll take a quick shower, then I'll shop some ingredients" I said.

"Can I drive you?" He said.

"No john. It's a surprise" I said.

He give me a peck on the cheek and hug me.

-

I put my black leggings and my yellow shirt. I put my hoodie to cover my face.

PAPARAZZI WILL CHASE ME IF THEY FIND OUT.

I arrived at the market.

Buy some ingredients.

There's a lousy shirt by the side of the cashier.

She's holding a magazine with johnny's photos on it.

"Johnny Depp uses fans for toys" it said.

"Hey" I poke her.

"Can you help me?" I said, pull my hoodie to cover my face.

"I will give you how much money you asked for if you tell the media you slept with johnny depp" I said.

"Really?" She said.

"Yes." I smiled.

"Tell them you're not the only one. And you're his fan" I said.

"I will" she said.

"This is my number, call me and text me your number so I can send you the money" I whispered.

She smiled to me I guess she settled the agreement.

NICE JOB.

I pay the bill and look over to the girl, giving her a 'good job' sign and left the shop.

-

"Johnny, I bought you some food!" I said.

He look down to the table, holding a newspaper.

"Baby?" I said.

I ran to him and peck his cheek. He didn't want to say a thing.

The news on the cover of the magazine says it all.

The media get the best of him.

They finally made him look like a jerk.

"Courtney" he begin.

"Read this" he handing me the newspaper.

Good.

Exactly what I told Jake to write.

"Oh baby" I said, faking a doll like voice.

He still look down to the table, begin to lit his ciggar.

And drink his liquor.

"Am I that bad?" He said.

I shook my head and help him to get up.

GET UP FAT MAN.

"Johnny, you don't have to think about it, okay?" I said, faking a sad expression in my face.

THINK ABOUT IT DUMB. THEN WENT NUTS.

-

Johnny stay on the chair, facing he table, just lit his ciggar and drink up like a fat ass pirate.

The smell of the ciggarette makes me want to throw up and burn this house.

"Johnny" I said.

-

"Court" he begin.

"I'm tired. Should I quit this industry?" He said.

NO DUMB. I HAVEN'T SEE YOU SUFFER.

OR, YOU SHOULD?

"No john" I said.

Johnny look at me in the eyes and continue to drink.

He looks so drunk. After it he gonna pass out.

SWEET!.