I sat in my living room going through all the articles that showed up over the night. Paparazzi took pictures of me and Johnny occasionally laughing while getting into the car or even Alice's apartment. My phone wouldn't shut up from all the messages I got from everybody. My parents wanted to "talk to me immediately" but I couldn't care less.

We kind of don't get along, because they don't understand that there is other life than having a husband and creating family. The last time I saw them my mom literally said that "It's about time" and for the rest of the evening she wouldn't let this topic disappear. Don't get me wrong, I'd like to have my own family but just not now. And my parents aren't helping.

I also gotta contact Johnny to find out if he has seen the news. The problem is that I don't have his number or anything like that. Hold on - I could text Alice for his number. Plus, it could be a great fun because Johnny wouldn't know who is texting him.

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The idea worked out and minutes later I had Johnny's number. What to start with hmmm.. I think something flirty would be good for beginning. Yeah, that's it.

Me:

Johnny:

I debated on what to answer, but then I saw him typing again.

Johnny:

Me:

Johnny:

Johnny:

Me:

I waited for these three bubbles to stop moving again and show me a message.

Johnny:

Me:

Johnny:

Me:

Johnny

We chatted a little more and then said goodbyes. I was relieved that Johnny didn't really make a big deal about it and still wants to be friends (if we can call it like that looking back at our story).

I decided I should go back to all the e-mails about work, because ever since all this happened I've been getting lots of people asking me to work with them. I didn't complain tho.

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I swung my bag over my shoulder and walked right out of the café in which I just had a meeting with a director Wayne Roberts, and honestly I was about to start jumping around from joy. He agreed so I'm gonna work as a stage designer for his movie.

I always wanted to work on a movie set and now I finally got a chance. My job will generally be that I will prepare rooms or just the background of a scene. The filming should start about 6 months from now. I'll have to live in Vancouver for a while, because that's where we'll gonna film.

I called a cab and got on my phone to just pass the time, smiling lightly at the thought of what I'm gonna work on, when suddenly my vision was blinded by the camera's flash from my right. Then, there were two clicks already and more flashes. I turned my head to see a group of guys just standing there with their cameras turned to me. One of them started asking questions:

"What would you say about your relationship with Johnny Depp? And why did you just have a coffee with Wayne Roberts? Is there a new movie coming out? How is it like to hang out with famous people?" The man asked so many questions at once. 'What the fuck' I thought frowning.

"Not your business" I replied, covering my face with my arm, so they couldn't do any more photos and saw the cab-savior coming right around the corner.

I quickly got in followed by more flashes. When did I suddenly become so interesting to snap pictures of me in public? I mean, sure, I've spent time with some famous people, but nothing more.

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I payed the driver and got into my house. I planned to just relax for the rest of the evening and think about all the things that changed during last week.

It was somehow so overwhelming, even tho I hung around Hollywood from a young age. I felt like my life changed completely since this one-time meeting with Johnny, and it wasn't even my intention.

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