Two seats to myself. Ahh the joy of not having someone annoying sit next to me, I'm able to sleep. I look down the front of the plane as I'm at the back, near the toilet, there was lots of people on this flight, I guess lots of people like going to Tokyo. It's not surprising. The culture is amazing. There was the stewardess was pointing to the seat next to me, the guy was wearing sunglasses, plain top, black jeans, he had a little stubble. Honestly he was so hot. I couldn't help myself staring. He put his stuff in the overhead compartment and sat down. He took his sunglasses off, looked at me and smiled, I then realised it was James Mcavoy, JAMES MCAVOY. I was trying so hard not to fangirl. I was reading a book and then James struck up a convosation with me, said where are you heading? I reply with my softest voice, I'm going to Tokyo, I love the culture. He smiles and nods, I'm screaming in my head but I try not to let it show. He looks at me and says if your a fan, you'll u should just say, I say how did you know, he says because when I sat down,your eyes lit up.
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James Mcavoy Imagines
FanfictionThis is just a bunch of imagines about James Mcavoy . I will be taking requests, if you want a imagine, all you have to is message me; I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. if anyone could do me a cover I would really appreciate...
