Why do I trust you? (Zion Kuwonu)

Tonight

I get to Kensington asking for a hotel name or something

I get it walking in I wait in the warm ass lobby

He runs out the lift like we didn't see each other earlier today scared he will knock me over I close my eyes hugging myself

His long arms wrap around me

"Babes!"he squeezes me

"Hello" I squeeze him before holding his hand walking out "where to first"

"You're city"

"Fine" i get my phone out checking the train times "we gotta go" i let go of his hand running

Zion started hysterically laughing

"What" I'm halfway down the road by now

"Your running is like me speeding walking

"Alright mister i have long legs"

"Lets run then "

He runs totally leaving me

"Thanks for leaving me" I get to the train station as he stands there looking at his nonexistent watch "since you've been waiting here you know what to do" i look at the barriers that he can't get through

He looks at me totally lost

"Your gonna need a travel card boo"

"I knew that"

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Off the underground

"I like your actual name"

"So do i... its just Zion is more me"

"Well Caleb that's the London eye"

There's literally no one here and the lights are all lit making this the cutest

"Wheres big ben"

"Over here" I skip down the road "I'll teach you where everything is" i walk back

"You want me to lift you up on my back"

"Yep" i want a piggyback

Jumping on his back life gets a lot better resting my chin on his shoulder

"This right here is the big ben"

"Why is it called that"

"I don't have a clue" we both start laughing "that right there is the London Bridge not that fantastic but tourists love it"

"Its a bridge I guess"

"Where else do you want to see" I literally ran out of tourist destinations

"Buckingham palace" I jumped off him

"I don't actually know where that is " I search on my phone "oh only a bus ride"

(irl tho guys I honestly don't know around London as much and i think I should)

"I'm teaching you destinations in your own country"

"Ok mister I know all of Canada"

"I do"

"Well when the tables are turned I'll be judging you"  I hold out my hand from the bus

"Oh sure thing"

"Well this isn't our bus" i look at the destination "right number wrong way" I wait for the bus to leave prepared to run across this main road