It was a cold crisp day in London. Theo James was the topic of discussion. I was walking down to the courthouse. "BZZZ BZZZ" my phone went off. I looked down to see the text and i had bummed into a guy with a hood trying to hide his face. "Hi" i said "im so sorry". "No no its my fault" he said with a thick accent. I looked up and there stood Theo James. I was so amazed and my adrenaline kicked in and and and I KISSED HIM. His eyes wide with shock yet he didn't pull away. He gave me his number. He walked off and after he had left i was splashed with melting snow from a taxi. The paper was soaked and i never had a chance to call him. To this day i alway wonder what could have been.