Random Short Stories

May Be - Brian May/Anita Dobson

AU: What should their ship name be? I was thinking of the name "Brianita". I think it merges their names really well but it sounds pretty weird saying it. I don't know.

Warnings: soft smut

*Anita's POV*

I was at a party at Freddie's house. Many celebrities were there. Of course there was Freddie himself. I never knew how much "EastEnders" made me famous. And after the song "Anyone Can Fall In Love" dropped, people just wouldn't leave me alone.

Not going to lie, it felt pretty terrible. No privacy at all. It was very overwhelming and I really wanted a break from it. But I guess I couldn't complain. This fame has brought me amazing things like meeting one of the world's biggest rock bands!

At the house, I was just tagging along, a little uncomfortable in my skin. I was thinking about how a girl from the East End could become part of this crowd.

I sipped on a drink, hoping that I could leave soon. I felt pretty lonely despite all the people here.

Suddenly, I felt someone bumped into me. It was Freddie, the host of that night's party.

"Hey, darling! Feeling alright?" He asked.

"Thanks, Freddie. I'm doing just fine."

I forced the most genuine-looking smile to convince him, but he seemed to look through me. He knew how uncomfortable I was. His smile soonly turned serious. His eyebrows furrowed and he put an arm around me, rubbing my shoulder.

"What's the matter? Is this too much?" He pointed towards the crowd.

I nodded and took a deep breath in. "Pretty much. Look, I'm sorry, Freddie. But this is the first time I get to be surrounded by so many famous people at once. Fitting in just sounds crazy to me."

"Darling, there is nothing to be sorry about. Having this many people in one household is pretty overwhelming. But, my dear, you are a star, too! I bet so many men in this house wanted to talk to such a beautiful woman like you."

I giggled. "Thanks, Freddie. But no thanks."

We stood by each other in silence. I looked in front of me, which was a crowd full of people. Famous people. They were hanging out finely. There were a few guys that seemed cute, but I just couldn't bring myself to talk to them. There were so many beautiful girls out there as well.

"Hey," Freddie said, making me snap out of my mind. "How about you come see the band. You know, in the private room."

I widened my eyes. See Queen? In private? I must be dreaming! I wanted to shake my head, but I knew Freddie wouldn't take "no" as an answer.

He pulled by the arm, running upstairs, bumping into a few people. I helped him apologize to those people who were disturbed by us. Freddie is such a crazy bloke. But I love him for that.

He busted a door open, revealing two men standing there. They were the one and only Roger Taylor and John Deacon! My heart almost skipped out of my chest. They looked so much better in person.

"Hey, y'all," Roger said while waving at us.

"Hello," John said shyly, also waving at us.

I waved back, trying to not look like a fool.

"Darlings, where is Bri?" Freddie asked, looking side to side.

"I remembered that he is in the backyard still doing his research," Roger said.

"Such a nerd," Freddie muttered under his breath.

Right, I haven't seen the guitarist yet. I also wondered what he was like in person. I heard that he made the hit called "We Will Rock You", but that was all I knew. And what was that research he was talking about?