The Shower
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Category:
Individual Celebrities › Johnny Depp
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,774
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
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.
The Shower
*Disclaimer*
I do not own Johnny Depp, and I've never met him. My mum did ONCE back in the 21 Jump Street days, and said he was really nice! This story is pure bullshit, can't really ever happen...but what if it could? Tee Hee. Enjoy!
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It had been a long day and I needed to relax, badly. I worked in a coffee house trying to pay the bills, and every day was torture for me. I threw my bags onto the bed in my room and walked into the bathroom to turn on the water. Walking back into the bedroom I removed my contacts and slipped my black rimmed glasses on, giving my tired eyes a break. Skipping the towel and clothes I stripped to my skin enjoying the cool air coming in through my windows. I lived alone and had no qualms about walking around naked. Seeing the steam coming out of the bathroom I walked back in and jumped under the spray of the shower. It was hot, and I gasped at the shock of the water hitting my body in rapid punches. Leaning against the wall I soaked, letting the jets massage my skin into submission. I reached out and turned on the cd player i had on the wall above the toilet, filling the room with the sounds of guitar. "This is the way to relax" I thought. Just then the power went out, and the room was plunged into darkness. I quickly turned off the water, and the only sound in the room was the quiet guitar music. I reached blindly for the candles I kept on the shelf with the CD player, and lit all I could find in the darkness. As the soft light filtered into the shadows I saw movement across the room causing me to scream.
"AHHHH! Who the hell are you? Get out!" I yelled.
"AHHHH!" The shape replied. "Where the fuck am I?"
My blood froze as I heard the masculine voice reply. "You're in my bathroom...so shouldn't I be the one a little more demanding?" I said softly. I was terrified.
"I don't know what you're talking about...but where are the lights?"
"I lost power." I said, "I was taking a shower." I reached for one of the cotton towels and suddenly realized that I'd failed to bring one with me. I grabbed the shower curtain and wrapped around my middle as best I could.
"Who are you?" He asked again. He was closer now, almost right at the toilet.
"Just stay there okay?" I almost yelled. "I'm Sari...who are you??"
"I'm--" Suddenly the lights came back on and threw the room into a bright chaotic mess.
"Johnny Depp!" I finished.
I do not own Johnny Depp, and I've never met him. My mum did ONCE back in the 21 Jump Street days, and said he was really nice! This story is pure bullshit, can't really ever happen...but what if it could? Tee Hee. Enjoy!
*****************************************
It had been a long day and I needed to relax, badly. I worked in a coffee house trying to pay the bills, and every day was torture for me. I threw my bags onto the bed in my room and walked into the bathroom to turn on the water. Walking back into the bedroom I removed my contacts and slipped my black rimmed glasses on, giving my tired eyes a break. Skipping the towel and clothes I stripped to my skin enjoying the cool air coming in through my windows. I lived alone and had no qualms about walking around naked. Seeing the steam coming out of the bathroom I walked back in and jumped under the spray of the shower. It was hot, and I gasped at the shock of the water hitting my body in rapid punches. Leaning against the wall I soaked, letting the jets massage my skin into submission. I reached out and turned on the cd player i had on the wall above the toilet, filling the room with the sounds of guitar. "This is the way to relax" I thought. Just then the power went out, and the room was plunged into darkness. I quickly turned off the water, and the only sound in the room was the quiet guitar music. I reached blindly for the candles I kept on the shelf with the CD player, and lit all I could find in the darkness. As the soft light filtered into the shadows I saw movement across the room causing me to scream.
"AHHHH! Who the hell are you? Get out!" I yelled.
"AHHHH!" The shape replied. "Where the fuck am I?"
My blood froze as I heard the masculine voice reply. "You're in my bathroom...so shouldn't I be the one a little more demanding?" I said softly. I was terrified.
"I don't know what you're talking about...but where are the lights?"
"I lost power." I said, "I was taking a shower." I reached for one of the cotton towels and suddenly realized that I'd failed to bring one with me. I grabbed the shower curtain and wrapped around my middle as best I could.
"Who are you?" He asked again. He was closer now, almost right at the toilet.
"Just stay there okay?" I almost yelled. "I'm Sari...who are you??"
"I'm--" Suddenly the lights came back on and threw the room into a bright chaotic mess.
"Johnny Depp!" I finished.