"So tiny dancer, tell me about yourself. Other than you're my niece." I chuckled slightly as Taron and I walked side by side, our disguises actually quite hilarious. I ended up wearing a hot pink jumper with a long, blonde wig, big as hell sunglasses and stilettos. And Taron was wearing one of his longer Elton wigs with a mustache, tinted glasses, a puffy shirt and flowing pants with platforms. We looked completely outrageous. But it was so damn funny.
"Well uncle of mine, I am as shy as they come. I'm the most boring person on earth. Although I love singing, drawing, dancing. And my family. More than anything. Uncle Elton and Uncle David basically rescued me when I was 10. My parents.... they were terrible. I don't remember a whole lot. Just some things. I basically blocked it out. Then, Zachary and Elijah came along. The best kids in the world." My smile was so big at this point, just thinking of those two cuties. I finally looked up at Taron, seeing his eyes on me with that cute grin of his, listening to every word I had said. I honestly don't talk that much to anyone. I just told him my whole biography.
"Maybe the shy part is being fixed." We looked at one another with our smiles never wavering, a feeling coursing through me that I've never experienced before. An unknown feeling. Like I could tell this man anything and he won't judge me or make me feel so useless.
"Well, I might have to agree because before today, I never would have stepped outside looking like a flamingo on a date with a disco ball." He died laughing from my comment, making me smile even more so, if that was even possible. I'm glad I took Taron up on his offer to go out today. It shouldn't just be about work. And since I am his assistant, it would be fitting for us to know each other better.
"We're looking like true Elton's darling. He would be proud." He winked at me with his trademark smile that has grown on me since the day I met him as we continued our little journey on the outside world with so many eyes on us. We looked like we stepped out of a time machine. And some girls? Instantly knew Taron. We got stopped several times and it was the sweetest thing. He was so nice to everyone. No wonder people love him.
"Well Mr. hot shot, I think we're wanted back on set. Dex just texted me wondering where his star is?" I grinned a little up at his humored look, when he suddenly took my hand in his, making my eyes go completely wide.
"I guess we shouldn't keep him waiting yeah?" He nudged me, playfully with a little wink. I swear he will be the death of me.
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"Oh thank goodness you two are back! Taron, let's get you dressed. And Katie? I have a proposition for you that I want to run by you, just to see if you're interested." Taron grinned down at me, hugging me slightly, before leaving to get dressed in the outfit that I couldn't even wait to see him in! Dex Fletcher was the one to greet us as we came back onto the Troubadour set, his beaming smile and bright personality making me smile instantly. He's a brilliant director. And him and Taron? Are really making this film amazing."Do you know how to ride a unicycle?" My eyes went wide from his sudden question, not expecting that to be what he wanted to ask me at all. He simply laughed as he patted my shoulder in humor.
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My Gift Is You {A Taron Egerton/Rocketman Fanfic}
Hayran KurguA once in a lifetime opportunity sends a girl into a world so vibrant and bright. Elton John's world. Her uncles crazy world, filled with ups and downs. An assistant on the up and coming movie, Rocketman, is unlike anything she's done. Wonderful mus...