You & Me [Taron Egerton FanFiction]

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Belle's POV:

"Which account did you want that one on love?" the bartender asked as I handed him my credit card, running his fingers through his shaggy brown hair and smiling across at me. I shook my head and returned his smile, putting my open purse down on the bar, "You can just tap it, that's fine". He nodded as he walked away and I looked up at my reflection in the mirror at the back of the bar, the wide happy smile I had feeling like it was plastered to my face. I glanced down at my phone in my hand and fought the urge to hug myself, unable to hide my excitement over Taron. He'd finally messaged me! The rational part of me kept shaking her head and reminding me that it was just a few texts - the sixteen year old school girl part of me though was throwing her arms up with glee. Taron Egerton had messaged me!

I smiled and shook my head to regain my composure - the twenty-seven year old rational side of me winning, and glanced over my shoulder at the girls as they sat at a table at the front of the room. I smirked to myself when I noticed two guys practically drooling as they watched Tash talk animatedly at the table, the two of them staring at her like they'd never seen a woman before. I shook my head - this was something that happened almost every time I went out with Tash, even if it was just out for coffee. It was like they just couldn't help but stare. I chuckled, just like flies to honey.

"Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine" a deep voice suddenly said behind me, startling me and shaking my from my thoughts. I raised an eyebrow, like I haven't heard that one before I thought with a silent laugh, my mind instantly racing with retorts for the cheesy pickup line. I smirked as I turned to face the person in question, "Well that's an original one, did you come up with it all by your--" I replied, my voice suddenly trailing off when my eyes finally landed on the source of the voice. I took in the chiseled jawline covered by a soft layer of stubble, the bright green eyes and the effortlessly gorgeous smile, my heart instantly fluttering in my chest. I couldn't believe it, it was him! "Taron!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide with surprise,"What are you doing here?" I asked, unable to wipe the grin from my face. "Hello love" he said stepping forward to kiss my cheek, his hand traveling to my waist to pull me towards him, "I could ask you the same thing now couldn't I?".

I fought the urge to swoon out loud, my legs threatening to turn to jelly at the sound of his velvety voice. What was he doing here? I breathed in deeply as his hand slipped from my waist, my mind suddenly acutely aware of how much smaller the gap between our bodies was. Oh god. He stepped back in front of me and the smell of his aftershave suddenly permeated my nose, the sweet, musky fragrance making my heart beat even faster than it already was. I blinked rapidly, struggling to register an expression other than surprise, had he come here after I'd texted him where I was? Taron shook his head and laughed having noticed the look on my face, leaning his side against the bar and smiling at me. I noticed for the first time that he had dimples on either side of his cheeks.

"Before you think I'm some kind of creep, I feel I should explain to you why I'm here". I raised an eyebrow, "Oh really? Please, tell me". Taron grinned, "Well see, The Prince here, is me and the boy's local. We've been coming here for years now" he explained, reaching up to run his fingers through his short brown hair, "We'd all planned to go out tonight since I won't be around for the weekend and after trying - and failing I should add, to come up with somewhere to go, we ended up here". I nodded, my mind trying to process this insane co-incidence. I mean, what were the chances that Taron and I would end up at the same pub at the same time? That had to be a sign right? First the hospital and now this?

"So you can imagine my surprise when I'm sitting there with the boys - mind you it was hard not to notice you and your friends walking in with all the whistles you got" Taron continued, flashing me a weak-at-the-knees grin, "Only to soon figure out that one of those gorgeous girls that had walked in earlier, was in fact, the very same gorgeous girl that I was texting at that same moment". Moments ago I'd felt like my heart was skipping beats from just looking at Taron. Now I was certain it was going to explode right out of my chest. Taron chuckled, "The very same gorgeous girl actually, that I keep somehow managing to run into".