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More Than You Expected	By : spikes1830 Category: Individual Celebrities > Johnny Depp Views: 19444 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I own nothing except my original characters, Frankie, You , and Dashlee

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Thursday
You again encounter Johnny in the kitchen. You snake your arm around his waist and say good morning.
“And good morning to you.” He says, giving you a peck on the top of your head. “I have some things I need to do around the house today. I can bring you somewhere if you want…”
“No, that’s alright. Do you mind if I test out that amazing pool you have in back?” You are actually kind of glad that he doesn’t want to go somewhere. You're exhausted. Probably from all the excitement of this crazy situation.
“Anything in the house is at your disposal. I’ll mostly be upstairs but there’s an intercom in the den if you need me.” He says to you putting his dishes in the sink.
“Okay.” You would say more, but he’s already left the room. ‘Is it just me or did he seem standoffish with me? Maybe he’s just tired… I hope.’ You brush away your thoughts and go upstairs to grab your swimsuit.
“Ahhhhhh…” You let out a sigh as you slip into the slightly cool water. You swim around a little and than get out to sunbathe.
*******************His POV*******************
He’s watching you out of a window on the third floor. He sees you get into the water and seems still entranced when you remove yourself from the pool to lay out in the sun. Your thoughts that something was off about him today were right. He’s worried.
‘Am I doing something dumb, letting this girl, this stranger, into my life right now? Are Tracy’s concerns right? Will she use me? Or am I using her maybe? I don’t understand the way I’m feeling right now.’ He rubs his head, realizing he’s getting a headache. ‘How can she be so calm, so accepting, so hot in that bikini, when I can barely breathe when we’re together?’ He stares for a few more minutes before exclaiming, “Fuck it!” out of frustration, and retreating from the window. You look up just in time to see him leave.
*******************Your POV******************
‘How long was he standing there? What is he hiding up there anyway? Oh, well. I guess if I’m meant to know, he’ll tell me. I swear I’m gonna stop worrying. Or at least I’ll try.’ You relax and let your mind wander to what the rest of your trip might hold.
Saturday
It‘s been two days since you noticed Johnny acting a little strange. He isn’t affectionate anymore and no longer even makes an effort to hit on you. You’ve really started to worry.
You’re again, lounging outside. This time with a book and some shorts over your bikini. You’re not really concentrating on the book as you consider your current situation. ‘I don’t understand what’s wrong. I’ve tried joking with him. I even came on to him pretty strong after lunch today. I give up. If he wants me, he can make the effort. And if he doesn’t by Monday morning, I’m calling Dash to see if her offer of that couch still stands.’ Not really liking your plan too much, but having decided, you snap your book shut and dive into the colder water, shocking the bad energy out of your system.
When you get back upstairs you find a note on your door. “Meet me downstairs by 6pm. Semi-casual (AKA not jeans).” You are kind of intrigued as your glance at the clock. 5:42
‘5:42! I’m full of chlorine and my hair is wet! I don’t know what to wear! AHHHHH!’
You decide that a shower is out so you pull out your rarely used travel blow-dryer and make quick work of your hair. You throw on a nice pair of khakis and a semi fancy black top and run down the stairs.
“And here I thought Miss Punctuality might actually be late.” You’re not sure if he’s joking when he says it, so you stay silent.
He holds the door for you and is entirely too courteous as he drives and leads you into a restaurant up in the hills. He gives his name and they lead you towards the back of the dining area. As you’re walking you notice that he’s carrying a bag of what appears to be books, and you become even more fascinated when you are seated at a bigger than necessary table in a corner.
“First, I need to apologize for the fact that I haven’t been hanging around you to much. I had thinking to do and being around you gets me muddled and confused sometimes.” His eyes are begging you to let him finish. You nod and he continues,” I’ve been waiting to hear about a possible job and so that’s why I haven’t left the house. Although I still feel bad that you never let me have you taken somewhere.”
“I actually enjoyed relaxing. This is my vacation after all. And I did plenty of thinking myself.” He nods in understanding.
“So Tracy said I’m supposed to get the part, but I’m supposed to hear officially in the morning. They’ll either send a script to Tracy, or they wont. She’ll call me. So the waiting is done so that stress is gone. And I’ve done most of my thinking too.” He waits for any reaction you might have so far.
“Okay…” You gesture, implying that he should go on.
“So I was thinking we should plan something that’s actually fun tomorrow.” He pulls a few books out of his bag and you realize that they’re travel books on California.
You both decide what you’re going to order before getting down to business. By the end of the meal you have decided absolutely nothing between the two of you, but at least he seems to be comfortable around you again. Although you are still a little concerned that he hasn’t been more than friendly.
After the meal you go back to the house and he leads you upstairs. You start in the den, working at the coffee table but, when you move to the floor so you can lay on your stomach, he suggests that you both look through books in your room. After you transfer everything you both decide that Six Flags may be the best choice for a park.
“After all, it will be a Sunday so at least that one has more than one or two good rides. That way the lines will be spread out, rather than concentrated on the two interesting rides.” You reason.
“Yeah, I’d say that’s the best plan. Well, see you tomorrow than.” He waves with no emotion and goes to his room.
‘SIGH. Things still seem awkward. Well, tomorrow should be good. I guess I’ll sleep on it. Maybe in the morning he’ll be back to his original randy self.’
You change into some bedclothes and climb under the covers. You take a minute to get comfortable before falling into a very deep sleep.
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