Won't You Stay? (Taron Egerton)

Thank. You. England.

The 7 hour flight was exausting let me tell you! My butt really feels numb, if I even have a butt left after that long flight...

Wow, there's so many people at the airport today, I wonder why. Most of them have these posters of some guy and banners with someone's name on it. If I'm correct, I think it says Taron Egerton. Whoever that is...

Anyway, I grab my 20 000 bags.. yeah, I may have over exaggerated a bit, but I sure brought a lot of bags. So, now I'm on my way to the train or "tube" as some English people say, which I don't really get but that's what I love about all the different countries, each and every one of them are different. And I always say that different is good and that normal is boring.

So I entered the tube and I try to walk in a straight line to get myself a seat, but struggle due to my bag's wheels that for some reason doesn't want to roll. I heard some yelling coming from outside and then felt someone run straight into me causing me to fall face first and let go of all my bags. Great. (Note the sarcasm).

"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry!" The person behind me says as I try to get my hair out of my face. "Oh goodness, I could've lost my teeth or an eye thanks to you! And you know what, I think we should make a st- WOW!" Was all I could say when I saw the guy.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer" the guy says with a smirk playing on his lips. Now those words snapped me out of my gaze. "Oh, uhm, I'm sorry I.. uh.. I think I might have fallen a bit too hard.." was all I could get out while I straighten out my clothes and push my strands of hair behind my ear.

"I'm so sorry, I should've been looking where I was going, but I'm not used to dealing with crowds just yet. I'm Taron by the way, Taron Egerton" he says and stretches out his hand for me to shake. "Chanel, Chanel De'Abriton" I reply shaking his hand and damn! Was his hand soft! It literally felt like I was shaking a baby's bum. Okay... yeah... when I put it that way it sounds so gross but you get the point!

"Won't you kids kiss already?!" Some old lady shouts from the side of the train. "Excuse me, but as you can see, we just met and we weren't even thinking about kissing just so F.Y.I" I reply already a bit pissed off by her comment.

"Oooh, feisty!" Taron says and helps me with my bags. "Well, like mother like daughter. We don't back out of anything and besides, why would she even throw such comment?" I say looking for some lip balm in my purse.

"Well, I have an idea... I mean, you're cute, I'm cute, and our kiss would be... hot." He said looking to the roof with a smile on his lips. "Ooh, shameless!" I mock him. "Like father like son, due to his shameless he married my mother and here I am, and I'm hoping to achieve the same." He smiles at me as I stare into those grey-ish sort of blue-green eyes.

"As I said, take a picture it lasts longer" he laughs and my cheeks flush with a pinkish red colour. "Oh whatever!" I hit him on the arm. I could actually reach him now because we finally found ourselves a seat.

"Okay, so I can hear that you're not from around here, you sound American, with a bit of Brittish and a slight tint of Australian.." He says making a fuss. "Well, I'm sort of a little bit of both, my mom comes from England and my dad comes from America. Where the Australian words come from, no one knows, it remains a mystery." I say putting my hands slightly in the air.

"Wow, and where do you live now?" He asks. "As if today, I'm living in England!" I can't help but smile, I'm so excited.

"Oh that's great! Well, do you have any experience whatsoever here in GB?" He asks. "No, not at all, apparently my parents visited when I was really young so I don't really remember anything though.." I frown a bit as I try to remember.

His thumbs came up to my forehead and squeezed the frown upside down. Literally! "Uhm, Taron, what are you doing?" I ask frowning once again, making him sigh and doing it again. "Turn that frown upside down. You should seriously stop frowning, a smile suits your face better and if you keep frowning like that, I might just kiss you." He once again smirks.

"Oh my, you really don't make any sense. You say that the frowning doesn't suit my face and right after you say that you want to kiss me? You are really complicated dude" I frown as I show him the palm of my hand.

Right then I feel something like soft, warm lips on mine and I suddenly back away. "What the hell?" I say looking at him like he was the weirdest creature on this earth. "I'm sorry, but I told you that I'm going to do it if you don't stop and you didn't so I kissed you... which also didn't work because you're still frowning" He sighs.

I now had a slight smile playing on my lips. Should I? Oh what the hell, it's not like you're gonna see him again! I went for it, I pecked him on the cheek. He smiled like the Cheshire cat for some reason. The train stopped and we had to get out. We both stand up and suddenly got divided by the crowd and that was that. He was gone.. Well all I can say now is, Thank. You. England.

That was amazing! I really really really enjoyed my first train ride in England. But goodness am I going to sleep well tonight! I walk towards a taxi and the driver took me to my apartement.