The tears fall down your cheeks but you don't bother wiping them.
You're standing on the big terrace, eyes fixed somewhere beyond the horizon, staring absent-mindedly at the sunset. You're thinking about the wreck your life is and then about Johnny. He's the most amazing man you've met and you love him more than anything else. Sometimes though you wonder what he ever saw in you and why he loves you so much. While he could offer you the world the only thing you could offer him is your heart full of unconditional love for him.
That's when you make your decision and run inside and into the bedroom. Opening drawers and shoving your clothes into your suitcase you're glad Johnny's away on tour with his band. That way you could leave quietly. You heart is breaking because of your decision but you know what you're doing is right. Johnny deserves the best, he deserves the world and in order to get it you have to walk out of his life. Even if your heart would be shattered in pieces.
You close the suitcase and after writing Johnny a short letter you put it on the bed and walk out of the bedroom. You call a cab and turning to take one last glance at the house you close the door behind yourself.
A couple of hours later you're back at your apartment and curled on your couch and you're trying to keep yourself occupied with the working TV. Suddenly there is loud knocking at the door causing you to jump slightly. Who could so late?
"Y/n, open the door, I know you're in there!"
Your eyes snap wide open at the sound of Johnny's voice. New portion of tears fills your eyes and you curl on the couch. You only hope he's going to give up and leave.
"Y/N, please open the door!"
Johnny sounds so desperate that you let the tears fall on your cheeks.
"I'm sorry." You whisper quietly with tearful face and you close your eyes letting out a quiet sob.
The next instant you hear a loud bang and the door bursts open revealing Johnny behind it. He runs to where you're curled up on the couch and takes your face in his hands. He's staring at you, his dark eyes filled with worry and gently brushes your tears with his long fingers. His touch only increases your emotions and you throw your arms around his neck bursting into new portion of tears. He holds you tight in his embrace and gently fondles your hair and the small of your back. When your sobs lessen you gently pull away to look at him again.
"I'm s-sorry for f-falling apart on you." You say quietly through small hiccups wiping your face with your sleeve.
He takes your face in his hands again and presses his lips on your forehead before pulling back to lock eyes with yours. Remembering he's supposed to be on tour you frown.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you have a couple more shows before the end of the tour?"
"Yes but I've missed you so I wanted to come and take you with me." He said. "And when I went home and found your letter...well I knew where to find you."
You pull your hands from his completely and let them fall on your sides.
"You shouldn't have come here." You say quietly. "I told you in my letter that I didn't want you to look for me. I want you to forget about me and found someone that will make you happy."
He takes your hands and places gentle kisses on them.
"I love you and you're the only one who can make me happy. I want to spend my life with you. Hell every minute we're apart is agony for me."
You close your eyes taking a shaky breath.
"Stop." You say quietly. "Please just don't say anything else."
Standing up from the couch you turn to look at him intently.
"Don't you understand that I'm not good enough for you?!" Your voice is desperate, pleading him to understand and leave because you don't know how long it'll be before the tough facade you're putting up is going to break down. "You deserve the best, hell you deserve the world and the only thing I can offer you is my unconditional love and my heart."
He jumps from the couch grabbing your face gently in his palms.
"I want you to listen to me very carefully now. You're the best thing that could have happened to me. You are the only thing that I want in this world. By loving me and giving me your heart you already gave me the world. You are my world."
He presses his lips on yours and you kiss him back burying your fingers in his hair pulling him close. You realize that you can't live without him, he's like the air you have to breathe so you can exist. He breaks the kiss and takes your hand, entangling your fingers together.
"Let's go home." He says and you give him a slight nod. He calls a cab while you quickly pack your things and you go back to Johnny's house.
This night he holds you tightly into his arms and itmakes you wish you could remain like that forever.
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Johnny Depp Imagines
FantasyCollection of my Johnny Depp imagines. (Inspired by one of my biggest role models and greatest inspirations, Richard Grieco.)