Novel & Cerita Willy Wonka Johnny Depp Smile

I gave him a forced smile to stop him from worrying. For once, I thought I'm hallucinating but I'm sure of what I'm seeing. Vernon is smiling, a wide and genuine smile and not the smirk he usually wears. I couldn't noticed a dimple on his left cheek. All I want to do now is to touch it. I want to capture this moment, his smiling face. "Smile more." I found myself saying before I can stop myself. And it was like he was snapped out of it because the smile on his face slowly fades.

John yelled at him in anger and Ryan smirked "In what way are you looking scared? The way you are yelling at me is making me even more scared of you!" He rolled his eyes while looking at his lousy acting and a scene from the banquet flashed in his mind. It was Lucy where she was teaching a good lesson to Diana which he had wanted to do forever. All of a sudden a smile appeared on his face which made his lips curved upwards! "See! Look… look at the way you are smiling! Who will possibly not be scared?" John pointed at his face with his index finger and the smile on Ryan’s face faded. "Who in the world is smiling?" He said declining as if he had never smiled.

I whisper, then I look up at the camera again with smile. What will John do this time around?

"Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh That's him, she jumped" one maid shouted at the sight of a slim, cute guy with a smiley face who appeared on the screen. She kept on screaming. The other maids rushed to cover her mouth, trying to keep her quiet. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" she goes again Richard looked at them with a slight giggle. "Must be your favorite actor," he asked. "Yes, he is," maid June said,

He said huskily, ignoring my pain. "I don't eat bananas, John." I said rolling my eyes. "You don't have to eat them, you could just lick them if you ask me." He said winking and raising his eyebrow to me, rotating his body towards me. I rolled my eyes. "Pervert!" I said forming an 'O' with my mouth. With a few inches of strength I threw one pillow at him and he giggled. I couldn't help but smiled too. He always had that ability to put a smile on a person when you need it the most. I think that's the one good thing about him. Besides his perfect smile. And deep voice. And smile.

I gave him a friendly smile. “Yes, it would have been. You know what? Once we are out of here, I am going to give you a brand-new look. Your hair needs better treatment. It isn’t as shiny as it should be.” Willy told me with glee. “I am not sure whether that’s a compliment or an insult,” I explained. “That is unquestionably a compliment. We will also have a spa day. We are going to have a wonderful time.” Willy said this with a goofy smile on his lips.

Wendy laughed, “I yelled at that dork for being so obnoxious to you; Is that what you’re referring to?” Willy just nodded and smiled; he wondered what it would feel like to kiss her again, but not just that, to embrace her and tell her that he loved her. She for her part— She looked at Willy thinking how cute he looked in that new suit and said, “You’re welcome Willy. By the way it was funny you know.” “No,” Willy said, smiling eyes wide in mock surprise. “I don’t think it was funny,” Willy disagreed but he was still smiling.

Set the food on the counter, handed her the flowers awkwardly—she looked down at them like they were gold—and then crouched by the couch where John was now peeking over the back of it with wide, curious eyes. “Hey, little man,” Johnny said. John smiled. “Did you bring more pancakes?” Johnny laughed. “Not this time, bud. But I brought you something loud and annoying.” He held up the monster truck and pressed the button. It roared—loud, high-pitched, terrible. John’s face lit up. “YES!” he shouted, launching off the couch to grab it. Johnny watched him run off with the truck, crashing it into the coffee table immediately. A warmth spread through his chest.

But as I looked at him, I saw the same charming smile that had won me over. “Well, I didn't do anything. Besides, they are big boys now I know that you are indeed worried for them, but there's no need. As we prepared to eat dinner, Johnny's hand found mine underneath the table, sending a spark of electricity through my body. I smiled at him, but the moment didn't last because he wanted to serve the meal. “Is this enough?” He asked and I nodded. It was way too much, but it didn't seem like I was much of a choice now.

Johnny sighed dramatically. “Fine.” Five minutes later he regretted his decision. The teacups spun faster and faster while Grace laughed uncontrollably. Johnny gripped the side. “This is a terrible idea.” Grace laughed harder. “Relax!” “I’m going to throw up.” Grace leaned forward and spun the wheel harder. Johnny groaned. “You’re evil.” When the ride finally stopped Johnny stepped out looking dizzy. Grace doubled over laughing. “You should see your face!” Johnny shook his head. “I trusted you.”