Johnny Depp and Bella Jones meet in the mid-1980s, and they instantly become best friends, both making their way towards fame in Hollywood. Then, after about 5 years of friendship, they get cast in a movie together, which will change everything for...
"How much time do we have?" I asked Johnny as I carefully did my eye-liner. I wanted it to be as clean as possible, so I probably took about 5 minutes on each eye.
"I think we're fine. We have to be there in 40 minutes tops." Johnny said as he tied his shoes.
I nodded and continued on my makeup, which was very simple. I was wearing a very subtle gold and dark brown eye shadow with a cat eye-liner, and a nude lip color. I had already done my foundation and contour, so I was just finishing off my mascara and then the lips.
I was wearing a white slip dress with a black shawl in my bag just in case it got cold or anything. I finished strapping my high-heels on and started applying my lipstick as the final step.
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I saw Johnny come into the bathroom and wrap his arms around my small torso from the back. I giggled when I saw our reflection, him laying small kisses on my neck.
"You look gorgeous, Honey." He mumbled, running his hands along the sides of my body. I sighed into him contentedly, still perfecting my lipstick.
"You look rather dashing yourself." I added playfully, exaggerating my british accent, which I knew he loved.
"You ready?" I asked as I put my stuff in my small clutch bag. He ignored my question and continued his movements, and then very discreetly, he started moving his hand towards my inner thigh, massaging it slightly.
As soon as I realized what was going on, I put my hand on top of his and pulled away from him.
"Johnny, don't start something you can't finish." I warned as I started walking into the bedroom.
"Who said I can't finish it?" He complained following behind me.
"In case you forgot, we have the premiere, which we need to be leaving for. Right now."
He grabbed his tux and started following me as I made my way down the stairs. "We still have time!"
I looked back at him to see him with a pouty look on his face, which made me giggle. "Johnny the limo's here. We need to leave. You know how traffic here in LA gets."
He groaned and dragged his feet behind him. I quickly checked myself in the mirror one more time while Johnny opened the door to the limo for me.
I kissed his cheek and thanked him as I carefully got in. He sat down beside me and we said hello to our driver, Jacob.
Johnny put his hand on my thigh, like he always did, and reached forward to get a magazine. He widened his eyes and clasped it quickly.
"Shit Izzy, it's your Vogue issue!" He said excitedly as he stared at the cover, which was kind of like a headshot.
