Breathless || Taron Egerton [✔️]

The Famous Royal Oak

You walk into the bar and are seated by Aubrey. She has dark brown hair and her eyes are the color of the fork she is holding over a plate of chips. You sit down in the red leather bar seat in front of her and rest your elbows on the table. It's mahogany wood with a glass top. The chairs are back-less and you nearly topple out of it. Thanks for sharing your clumsy trait, Mom.

"So, Y/N. I'm Aubrey Ash, as you already now. I'm going to be playing the surgeon who works on you and your boyfriend's bodies. For now, though, we'll just talk about ourselves and forget about the movie." she paused to eat some more. "I was born here in North London, but moved to Muswell Hill a couple years ago. This is my first acting job and I must admit, I have the jitters. My mum and dad have moved on. Not died, but just moved to Sweden. Something about "new culture" and "amazing diversity". I don't understand their ways. They've always been outgoing."

Aubrey pauses her little spill and allows you to talk now. "Well, I am Y/F/N Y/L/N and I was born in the United States. My mom's parents just died and they gave my mom and dad all of their money and the house I am living in now here in Muswell Hill. I was just getting stuff ready when Sebastian messaged and told me I got the part. I'm surprised, but I am also very ecstatic about the whole thing. My parents are still in the United States. My favorite color is F/C and my favorite food is F/F. Nothing else much to know about me. I'm clumsy, though. This is my first acting job, too."

"That's nice." she says.

The waiter comes by and hands Aubrey and you a plate that has two hamburgers on it and a side of fries for you. Aubrey says you guys didn't buy it and that she must have gotten the wrong table. He says the young man sitting at the table across the room bought it for you.

Your eyes pass over all kinds of people, around your age (27) and as old as three times that. He has short, brown hair and a clean shaven face. A gray jacket covers a black shirt. For pants, he wore dark blue jeans and for shoes he wore a pair of black Nike's. He was looking your way and your E/C eyes met his green ones. Aubrey gasped.

"That's Taron Egerton!" she said, practically jumping out of her seat. "He's playing the other main actor. You guys are going to be paired together throughout the whole thing, basically. You're lucky."

You gasp, noticing for the first time that this man is Taron. You watched Kingsman atleast a hundred times and you had fallen in love with him, but you didn't expect to meet him. He smiles at you and you smile back. Your movie star crush is now going to be your boyfriend on set. The last bit brings you down a bit, but maybe you two will hit it off in-person.

Your staring is cut off by a bunch of wiry young girls bursting through the doors and up to him. He puts on sunglasses and skirts past tables, pulling the hood of his jacket above his head. You watch solemnly as he walks away.

Aubrey looks at you. "Wow, Y/N. I think you guys are going to be great co-workers. I've never heard of him buying anyone food before. Oh, look at the time. I have to run. Sorry it was short, I have business at home to attend to."

She winks as she waltzes out of the bar, the group of girls following her out. Taron had slipped out the back door without them noticing. You stand up to walk outside, grab your clutch, and pull a tip of three dollars out and place it on the table. 

A gust of chilly wind licks at your bear arms and you suddenly wish you had brought a pullover to wrap up in. Walking down the street towards your car, you feel like someone is following you. Looking back, you notice a man walking towards you and the vehicle. As he gets closer, you make out the face, and it turns out to be Taron. He has a large smile plastered on and you smile shyly back. 

"Hey, Y/N. I'm Taron Egerton and I heard we would be playing in Lost In Our Minds together. I'm super excited about it. I didn't plan to meet you at the bar but I heard Sebastian say I should try to meet up with you sometime." He laughs. "I didn't think it would be this soon, though, y'know?"

You smile and nod back, opening your door. "Yeah, I'm a big fan, Mr. Egerton. I love your work in Kingsman." 

His accent makes you melt, and you're afraid you're going to fall down soon and your legs will melt like butter. "Please, Y/N, call me Taron. Here's my number if you ever want to catch up some time. Nice to meet you. Bye."

As he walks away, you get into your vehicle and shut the door. The slip of paper he gave you with his number on it feels soft like cotton, like he had been waiting for you so he could give it to you. You hold it against your heart, and quietly say, "My beating heart. Oh, Taron. How could you do this." You cringe at your own words, but still find them oddly lovely. Starting your vehicle, you drive away and head back home.