You move your head slowly waking up when you feel you're being watched and your eyes snap open in shock; Johnny's sitting on your bed and his brown eyes are fixed on you.

"Jo-Mr Depp what are you doing here? Do you need something?!" You ask him and mentally curse yourself for almost calling him 'Johnny'.

You're only his nurse now and nothing more. Whatever you had in the past is over forever or at least until he regains his memory and remembers who you are and your relationship. It breaks your heart to live in the house that holds such precious memories for you and hide your feelings but you're willing to do it as long as you have to for Johnny's sake. His health is still fragile after that stupid accident and he has to stay away from stress because it might be very dangerous for him. As a nurse and as someone who loves him it's your responsibility to take care of him and that's why you took care of him at the hospital. However, you didn't expect him to actually ask you to come and help him in his house after he was released. Having to live with him and pretend you were strangers who didn't know each other before the hospital was really hard but somehow you managed it.

Or so you thought.

"Mr Depp?!" You repeat when he continues to stare at you without muttering a sound. "Are you ok?!"

You look at him with concern.

"Johnny." He says finally and you look at him confused.

"I don't— "

"You used to call me Johnny once, didn't you?"

You heart jumps inside of your chest. Did he finally started to remember?

He pulls something out of his pocket and stretches his hand to you. You look down to see what he's giving you and your heart falls in your chest; it's a photo of you and Johnny together on the beach of his private island. He's holding you up in his arms and both of you are smiling at the camera. He then turns it around so you can look at the back but you already know what's written there.

'For my Johnny with love' signed with the first letter of your name.

You stare at your own handwriting for a moment before lifting your head to look at him.

"Where did you find it?" You ask, your voice shaking slightly.

You had given the photo to Johnny as a gift years ago and you didn't even know he was still keeping it.

"I was searching for something in my desk and found it at the bottom of one of the drawers." He responds never breaking eye contact. "But I don't understand...what does it mean?"

For a moment your stare at him with sadness in your eyes; you thought he was starting to remember and you had gotten your hopes up but it was in vain. He still didn't remember anything.

"Nothing." You say quickly shaking your head. "It means nothing."

You try to stand up from the bed but he curls his fingers around your hand and holds you back.

"It means something to you." He says and holds your hand with both his hands. "I can see it in your eyes. Please talk to me."

You try to keep your emotions in check and stand up from the bed.

"Mr Depp this photo doesn't mean anything. Now if there isn't anything else I'll ask you to leave my room. I have to get ready for the day."

You can see the sadness in his eyes at your harsh tone and your heart breaks but you know you don't have a choice. He stands up from your bed and opens his mouth as if to say something but then changes his mind and silently leaves closing the door behind himself. Your fingers feel for the closest thing and you smash it against the wall before sitting on the bed and breathing heavily. You can't carry on like this. You can't keep hiding your feelings and most of all you can't keep lying to him. You quickly change clothes and take out your suitcase shoving your stuff inside. Once it's ready you take it and walk out of the room. You put down your suitcase looking around the house and your heart breaks when you recall every memory with Johnny in it. But you know it's the right thing to do so taking a breath you walk over to his room. You softly knock on the door and wait impatiently for him to open. When he does you look up to his face and for a moment you remain silent and it takes you everything not to throw yourself at him and hug him tight.

"Mr Depp, you're getting better and you no longer need a nurse assistance so I wanted to inform you I'm taking my leave." You say, trying to ignore the sadness in his eyes. "It was a pleasure working for you."

With this you turn around to walk away but he grabs your hand. Slowly you turn back to look at him and all of a sudden his face is inches away from yours.

He doesn't know why he feels that way but only the thought that he might never see you again breaks his heart.

You can feel the warmth of his body and the scent of his skin.

"Don't leave." He begs and his fingers touch your cheek gently before he buries them in your hair. "Don't leave me."

And then his lips catch yours into a kiss that sets your insides on fire. But it also triggers something inside him, it's like your kiss was the switch his brain needed and all memories start flooding back one by one. He pulls away gasping for air and then looks at you. He gently cups your face with his hands and the feeling of his long fingers on your skin sends your heart aflutter.

"Why did you do it?" He asks while his dark orbits are pinned on yours.

"Why did I do what?" You ask confused.

"Why did you pretend we're strangers and never told me who you really were?"

His words cause your heart to jump in your chest.

"You remember." You say, voice choked and a tear rolls down your cheek.

"Yes." He says and wipes away your tear. "Your love cured me."

And he kisses gently your forehead.

"I just wished you'd talked to me. Why didn't you tell me who you were?"

"I couldn't." You say, lifting your hand to caress his cheek. "The doctor said any stress can complicate your condition and make it worse. I couldn't let that happen. I love you too much to compromise your well being only because of my feelings."

Tears glisten in the depths of his eyes.

"I don't deserve you." He says, trying to steady his voice. "You're too good for me. And the sacrifice your were about to make..."

"...Would be all worth it if it meant you'd be alive and healthy." You finish for him and you press your lips against his.

Johnny pulls you closer and he slides his hands on your back. You bury your fingers in his hair and press your body against his. He gets the hint and lowers his arms so he can keep you steady when you jumped and wrapped your legs around him. He carries you to his bedroom and lays you on the bed.He removes your top and presses his lips on your neck and then lower, kissing and sucking and biting wherever he saw fit. He kissed your stomach and his tongue darted over to your belly button causing you to let out a moan. He then unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them off kissing the skin above your ankle, then your knee until he reached your inner thigh, getting closer to his destination. He removes your bikini and smirks.

"So delicious." He says throwing your bikini away. "And so wet."

He buries his tongue inside of you and you gasp, arching your neck backwards and your grasp the sheets between your fingers. Your free hand is buried in his soft mess of dark locks, urging him to carry on.

"Tell me you love me." He breathes from under you with sexy voice, sending warm tendrils of breath inside of you. "Tell me you want me to make you come."

He shoves his tongue deep inside of you again sending vibrations all over your body and you can't help but thrust upwards.

"I love you." You choke out. "And I want -- I want you to --- aah..."

But the sensation of Johnny's skillful tongue inside of you is preventing you from speaking and you can't hold back anymore. Johnny licks his mouth savouring your taste on his lips. You pull him up for a kiss, your body still shaking from the powerful orgasm he just gave you.

"I love you." You breathe into his mouth.

"I love you more." He says. "And I missed you so much. I missed this...missed us."

"How could you miss me when you didn't even remember me?!" You say even if it pains you to even think about that.

"Maybe I didn't remember you but I still felt like a part of me was missing. And that feeling wouldn't go away unless you were around me. But now I'm finally whole again and I feel complete" He explains causing you to smile.

"Well I'm glad to hear that." You say with a mischievous spark in your eyes.

You roll both of you so you can be on top of him and grin widely.

"Because it's your turn."

And with that you duck down and wrap your mouth around him.

That night both of you tried to get as much as you could from what you've missed through those months when Johnny had amnesia.

The bad days are finally behind you and both of you can look forward to a future filled with joy and happiness.

Together.

Sorry if the imagine was a little dirty at the end. That wasn't my intention and I'm not sure why it turned out like that... :D