3 months later
Eggsy and I had been seeing each other for about 3 months. It was going well, one week we'd go out, the next we'd have a movie night at home. It was perfect, he was perfect. But I felt like he was hiding something from me. I'd told him almost everything about me and he'd done the same. Except for this one thing. The one thing I knew was there but he wasn't telling me. And I think it had something to do with those suits and Roxy.
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DING DONG!
I walked over to the door and pulled it open. To my delight on the other side was Eggsy, not quite in his suit but smart enough.
"Hello Gorgeous, you ready?"
"Yeah"
I took his arm and we walked out of my flat.
"Where'd you wanna go tonight babe?" He asked,
"I'm not sure, somewhere fancy? Ooo what about Mayfair area?" Eggsy looked concerned at my suggestion,
"Erm sure, anything for you"
We pulled up on Old Burlington St. at a restaurant called Cecconi's.
"Good evening, have you got a reservation?" Asked the guy at the front desk.
"Erm no we don't, I was wondering if you had any tables available for 2 people?"
"I'm sorry sir, but we a fully booked tonight"
"Oh okay, thank you" Eggsy said as we turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
"I'm sorry babe"
"Don't worry about it Eggsy"
"Where'd you wanna go now?"
"Can we go for a walk? Maybe down Savile Row, look at the fancy shops and then go down to Hyde Park? It's a beautiful evening"
Eggsy looked worried again.
"You okay babe? We don't have to go for a walk"
"Er no, sorry I don't know what is wrong with me! It's fine let's go"
We started walking and made our way onto Savile Row. We walked past a tailor shop called 'Kingsman' and I recognised something.
"Wait, isn't that the suit you were wearing the other week?" I said pointing at the shop window.
"Erm yeah, Kingsman is my tailors"
"Oh that makes sens- Eggsy are you okay? You look really ill, do you wanna go home?"
"No, I'm fine honestly Kat, come on let's go to Hyde Park"
Eggsy held out his hand for me to take and intertwined his fingers with mine.
We carried on walking but I knew something was wrong. He seemed so scared when we stopped outside the tailors. Maybe Kingsman had something his secret.
