"I can't believe that you've never taken a ride on the Eye." Taron leaned against the railing as they waited in line to ride the giant ferris wheel.
"If you're going to mock my choice of date activities, I'll just go all by myself," Hayden stuck her tongue out at the young man next to her. "Maybe I wanted to wait and go with someone I liked."
Taron nudged her with his shoulder, "I think we need to move over to that line." He pointed off towards their right.
"Isn't that the fast lane or something. I didn't get tickets for that," Hayden tried to read the sign.
"I told you to plan the date, I never said you had to pay for it." Taron took her hand, pulling her along behind him, "I might have added to the experience."
"My my, aren't you a cheeky little sneak. Just jacking my plan out from under me," Hayden laughed at her own sarcasm. "Please don't tell me that you spent a lot on this?"
Taron stopped, turning around to look at her, "The money part makes no difference. What does matter is that you and I have a good time together...it's all about the memories created. You knowing shouldn't change anything. I mean really, is it any different than finding out that I'm a doctor or lawyer? Maybe that's a bad example but doing what I do affords me the luxury of doing things for the people that I care about. Like making sure that my sisters will get a good uni education and that my mom will never have another mortgage and that I can afford a nice date with the girl I'm currently enamored with."
Hayden stayed quiet as she listened. She was staring at him and it took her several seconds to realize that he had stopped talking. She nodded her head, "You're right, it shouldn't matter. Did you just say that you are enamored with me?" She batted her lashes at him.
Taron reached around, placing his hand on the small of her back, "I'm still me Hayden. I'm still the same guy that likes to sing George Michael songs in front of drunk bar hoppers and make really cheesy jokes. I'm still the same guy that catches you staring at him, when you're trying to be sneaky and yes, I did."
Hayden's cheeks turned bright red and Taron smiled at her, his arm tightening around her waist as he steered them towards the woman that was taking tickets. Taron placed a soft kiss on her cheek as they were led through the gate, into a separate room. Another woman greeted them, two glasses of champagne held in her hands.
"Good evening, I'm Ava and I will be your personal attendant for the duration of the ride. Champanage?" She handed each of them a glass, "Please follow me."
They followed Ava outside onto a ramp, from there they entered their own giant capsule. The ride slowly started to move, and Hayden stood near the glass, her body pressed against the railing. She felt Taron move in behind her, his arm encircling around her waist. His chin rested on her shoulder and he stared out at the city of London.
"It's so beautiful," Hayden placed her hand on top of his, her fingers threading through his.
"You're beautiful," Taron pressed his lips against her cheek.
She leaned back into him and his arm around her tightened. They rode in silence for a while, the city below them twinkling. As they reached the top, Taron's hand found it's way to the chocolates that Ava had provided.
"So, not to ruin this mood," Taron met her eyes, pulling her attention solely to him, "But there is some bad news I need to drop on you."
"You brought me here, enticed me with alcohol, chocolate and your handsome face, only to make me sad," Hayden moved closer to him.
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Our Album (A Taron Egerton Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction'She stared. She couldn't command her brain to pull her eyes away. She couldn't breathe. She didn't blink. She just stared. He was here.' Hayden and Taron met in a bar but that was only the beginning of their story. Told through the music that surr...
