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Love Under The Christmas Tree	By : johnny_bae Category: Individual Celebrities > Johnny Depp Views: 1339 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own or know Johnny Depp. This story is pure fiction. Also I don't make any money from writing this.

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"Damn. Why do I have to live in a building with no elevator ?" I whined, discouraged at the sight of the staircase before me.
Today was saturday so I didn't have to be at work. Emily was at her best friend's house for a birthday party she had been invited to, and I had taken the opportunity of being alone to go to the supermarket. It had been quite a while since the last time I had gone get the groceries, so I rapidly found myself with two huge shopping bags literally packed to the brim, which I had to carry home. Despite the heavy bags, I somehow managed to make it to my apartment building, but I wasn't too sure if I had enough remaining strength in me to climb the stairs now. But it was not like I really had a choice.
I reluctantly started walking up the stairs, panting like a dog on a hot day. I wasn't exactly the most glamorous right now, and of course it's always when you look the least presentable that you run into people you know. Yeah, because guess who passed by me at that very moment ? Johnny.
"Hi" he greeted as he took notice of me.
"Hi" I greeted back between two deep breaths.
"Looks like you could use some help" he quickly remarked, taking the heavy bags from me with no further questioning. But then again, I wouldn't have had enough time to protest even if I had wanted to.
"Thanks" I just said, grateful for his assistance.
Obviously being a lot stronger than me, Johnny didn't have too much trouble bringing the damn things to my apartment. And it didn't take him long either.
"Here you go" he spoke softly as he put the bags on the kitchen table. I hadn't realized till now, but he had a real pleasant voice.
"Thank you so much. You wanna drink something ? I don't know, maybe some coffee or hot chocolate ?" I politely offered, feeling like it was the least I could do.
"I'm allergic to chocolate. But coffee is fine" he confided, taking a seat. The allergy part honestly surprised me but I tried not to let it show.
"Alright then, I'll make us some coffee" I stated, taking a few steps to the countertop where the coffee maker was. "I didn't know chocolate allergy existed though" I then confessed, my back facing him as I took two mugs out of the cupboard.
"Oh believe me it does" he let out a slight chuckle.
"I do" I blurted out, glancing over at him before realizing how weird my words could actually sound, espacially out of context if you know what I'm saying. "I mean...uh...I do believe it does exist...I believe you...well, I mean...Whatever" I stammered, attempting to clarify what had just come out of my mouth but only embarrassing myself some more.
"I got it" Johnny playfully replied, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck afterwards.
Taking a quick look in his direction, I found myself blushing for absolutely no reason. I lowered my head to hide my flushed cheeks and went back to making coffee.
"So uh...you really like Christmas don't you ?" Johnny asked all of a sudden as he began looking around, probably just trying to start a conversation. His question sounded more like a statement. Well, with all the Christmas decoration in here, I can easily understand why he assumed that.
"Geez, you kidding ?I hate it" I giggled, causing him to furrow his eyebrows.
"Seriously ?"
"Yep" I walked over to where he was sitting with our mugs in hands and placed them on the table before taking a seat "I'm just making efforts because of my daughter, otherwise there would be no decoration at all. I hate Christmas."
"Really ? Why ?"
"I don't know...everyone is way too cheerful around that time. The mood seems to change everywhere as soon as December comes. Everybody suddenly appears happy as can be and becomes kind to everyone, as if by magic."
"Well, that's the magic of Christmas I guess" he commented.
"There's nothing magical about Christmas, this is all crap. I mean, okay everything seems perfect and all, but it's not, it's only pretend" I argued.
There was a short pause, then I surprisingly began feeling the urge to open up to him.
"Christmas used to be my favorite time of the year you know, but things happened and...It's not even about Christmas...I've just kind of lost faith in life in general" I lowered my head and started fidgeting with my spoon.
Johnny didn't say anything, he just watched me with an unreadable expression on his face. He knew practically nothing about me or my life, but I think he still felt bad for me somehow.
The atmosphere had become a little heavy between us, so I attempted to lighten it up.
"Also Christmas music is crap and Christmas shopping sucks" I joked, earning a laugh from Johnny. "Oh yeah and there seem to be even more PDAs too. It's so gross. Like, why do people feel the need to eat each other's faces in public ?"
"Alright, alright, you got a point" he eventually admitted, causing me to smile proudly.
"Told you" I added, now grinning mischievously.
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Johnny and I kept talking like that for the rest of the afternoon. He turned out to be very great company, very nice and sweet. Oh and funny as well, because we laughed a lot. I hadn't had such a great time in years and it felt great. Honestly, when the moment for him to leave came, I was internally pouting even if I didn't let it show.
"Thanks for the coffee and all" he sweetly said after I had walked him to the door.
"I should be the one thanking you for carrying my bags" I responded, smiling brightly.
We both remained silent for a moment or two, just gazing at each other, until Johnny spoke again.
"Uh...I was wondering...maybe we could go out sometime. Like have a drink or something ?"
"I'd love to but I can't. There wouldn't be anyone to watch Emily while I'm gone."
"My aunt could watch her. She's amazing with kids" he suggested.
I thought about it for a minute. I didn't want to turn him down but at the same time, I didn't want to take him up on his offer either. I mean, as friendly as he was, I didn't really see the point in going out with him. I usually don't go out. On the other hand, having a drink and a great time with a friend wouldn't hurt, right ?
I mentaly slapped myself. What was I even talking about ? A friend ? I barely knew that guy.
I looked up at him, about to turn him down when I got lost in his big brown eyes. It was like I could read his mind through them. He was clearly expecting me to accept and for some reason, I just didn't have it in me to disappoint him.
"Okay" was the only response I could give.
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