《||Wild At Heart|| Johnny Depp》I Wanna Be Yours
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Alex shut the door close as I looked around the room. It was pretty cozy, really clean and had a whole huge bookshelf with some colorful pieces in it, which I absolutely adored. Light coming from little lamps showed that dominating colors here were black and white.
So were the sheets on the king-sized bed, looking extremely inviting. I was exhausted from tonight's party, and all I wanted to do was just collapse on some fluffy pillows and fall asleep.
Night sky, or more like almost early morning, was beautiful as ever as I watched it through the huge window above the bed.
I don't think these few more shots were the best idea. My vision seemed blurry and my thoughts like mindless bubbling as I dragged my feet, now as I took off the heels, to the bed. Bliss overcame me when I felt soft blankets underneath my body.
Johnny and Maxine already left, but I stayed here, at the mansion, with Alex. He wanted to talk to me about something apparently really important. He then will drive me back to my house, as he's one of the few still able to do it since for the whole party he didn't drink any alcohol, because we've got here with his car and, obviously, he also needs to drive back.
"Care to explain yourself?" He finally spoke up and my eyes opened up. What does he mean?
"What?" I sat up on the bed and saw him slowly approaching the me. Like, really slowly. His eyes twinkled in the weak light.
"You made me look like an idiot there. I'm here with you, and some other man gives you a hickey. How do you think I felt?"
I stood up and was ready to argue, when I noticed something in the way he was smirking. No, he wasn't mad. It was something else. Something that made fireworks explode in my lower stomach.
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"I thought you said it was a dare?" I asked on purpose, not sure what I was playing. Honestly, I was able to say literally anything in this state. Alcohol is a dangerous thing.
He didn't respond, he just moved closer, towering over me slightly. The look in his eyes was making me all excited, but at the same time terribly nervous. The feeling in my gut from earlier returned.
Blue, light blue eyes. That's all I paid attention to now. Because of the frail light they sometimes looked dark brown, almost black. But then the ocean eyes again. Yes, now they were all that mattered.
He dragged his thumb over my bottom lip, making me let out a shaky breath. Not two seconds passed and his lips were already on mine, and I instantly shut my eyes close, giving in to the feeling. I was aware of the sensations 2 times more with my intoxicated blood, but it felt so goddamn good.
I wasted no time in kissing him back, more roughly this time, while his hands went up to the buttons of my shirt, before he--
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I pressed down on my temples and squeezed my eyes, trying to make my brain work at the top speed. I wanted, shit, needed to remember so bad what happened after!
Of course I recalled some moments, like him driving me back home, but nothing more. Why did I have to black out at such point?
Normally, I would say I'm never gonna touch alcohol again, but I already did say that once, right after I probably slept with yet another certain man while blackout, few months ago.
Elektra, is it really so hard to learn from your mistakes?
I huffed, falling backwards at my previous spot on the couch. I looked up at the ceiling, hearing rain gently pour on my windows. Yeah, it's raining again. They really weren't joking with basically naming NY rainy.
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I thought of how I said Maxine was right, but in the end it mighttt not be quite like it. Maybe I came to conclusions too fast, and after all I think she just won the bet.
It would be really weird if I suddenly fell heads over heels for Johnny after this one evening. But something has definitely changed.
Every time I randomly remember the purple bruise on my stomach I get this one odd feeling, but I can't put a finger on it. Mostly I just shake it off, but I can't help the wide grin on my face.
My thoughts were violently interrupted by a doorbell. As long as I can remember I didn't invite anyone over, neither did someone want to visit me. I frowned, dragging myself off of the couch.
I jogged to the door, turning the doorknob to reveal.. Alex?
He seemed nervous and held one single white rose this time. His eyes shot up to mine once he realized the door's been opened.
"Hey, Elektra." he started softly with a smile. His dirty blonde hair was a bit wet from the rain pouring outside. I thought I can't leave him on my doorstep, for him to get even more soaked, so I let him inside and closed the door.
"Here, it's for you." He handled me the white rose, to which I smiled. Widely. "I figured out you didn't really like the red ones, so, here you go."
"Thank you." I replied with a small voice. He was almost visibly nervous, making me kinda nervous too. I felt like he wasn't done yet with the things he wants to say.
"I know yesterday's been kind of chaotic, so I came here today." he ran a hand through his hair, but one strand still managed to fall down onto his forehead. "The thing is, I know we've been going out for a while, and stuff, but.. I really, really like you."
My heart was beating at an outrageous speed as my smile grew wider with every word he said. Holy shit, is he about to ask what I think he is about to ask?
"So, I wanted to ask, uh, if you have nothing against, of course," He looked down to the floor and then up into my eyes. "Would you like to be mine? Because I definitely wanna be yours."
I could barely breath from the amount of happiness that poured down on me right this moment. I know I've been having lots of doubts, but I think now is the perfect time to stop it. Kill me and cut me to pieces if I'm wrong, but I feel like I can really trust him. In fact, I would be endlessly satisfied to have him by my side. So, I think you all know what the answer is.
I took a step and kissed him on the lips, taking him by surprise, but once I pulled away I noticed a soft look of satisfaction and, what's the most important, happiness.
"With pleasure." I breathed out against his lips, that curved out a smile not long after.
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