Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

We're Not That Famous, Dear

"Excuse me darlings but we must pause the show, we have been informed of an injury, Miss, please bring your acquaintance back here with us," Freddie said waving his arms after they finished Flick Of The Wrist and was informed of your blackout. 

Of course, you had no idea this was happening. You were still passed out on the dirty ground being held up by Leah.

 Security came and helped her to carry you backstage. She was freaking out as she watched the whole band follow to the backstage area. 

"What happened love? Is she hurt?" Freddie asks Leah. 

"I don't know! I felt her shoulder nudge me quite hard and she fell right on top of me!" Leah says panicking. 

"Well are you ok?" roger said stepping in. "Oh yes thank you," Leah said extremely blushing. "No worries love," Roger responded.

Leah could have nearly died at that moment. 

You see Leah, and Freddie, Roger, Brian, and John watching over you. You lay there star-struck. 

"What did you see a ghost or something darling?" Freddie says. 

You rotate your head around to rest your gaze on Roger staring at you. 

"Love what happened?" You hear Rogers's raspy yet calm voice say. 

He puts his arm on your shoulder and rubs it. His hand is so smooth yet rough on the fingertips. 

"I-I-I'm not sure. I remember watching you-" you say pointing to Roger, "and the lights started swirling round and round. I remember starting to lose my vision and my hearing. Next thing I know I'm here."

"Did I look any good?" Roger says. "You looked perfect-" you say realizing what you just said. You felt your cheeks turn flush. 

"I knew that but thank you," Roger says, his hand rubbing his neck. It all of a sudden just hit you. You were surrounded by Queen. 

Like THE Freddie Mercury. And THE Roger Taylor. THE John Deacon. THE Brian May. They weren't that big or anything to most people but they were your idols.

His hand was removed from your shoulder. "Oh shit," you said accidentally out loud. 

"What's wrong?" you hear Brian say. "Oh sorry, that came out wrong. It's just, wow. Oh lord you guys are amazing I was so lucky to be in the audience watching you, but now. Now you're watching me lay on the ground like I actually matter." you say, barely able to string your words together. 

"Well, we're not that famous, dear. You put too much faith in us, but we are a pretty amazing band" Freddie says. "Modest much Fred?" John says sarcastically. You stifle a laugh.

"Uhm I'm fine guys. You should continue with the performance really." You say tripping over your words. 

"I think she's right. We have a lot of fans waiting for us." John says. Leah helps you up and starts walking out the back door as you say your thank you's, Leah stands there star-struck, and the band walking towards the stage door. 

You hear rapid footsteps, thinking there going the opposite way as you. You feel a tap on your shoulder. You jump slightly. 

"Sorry love, I didn't mean to scare you. Uhm well, I was wondering if you would like to go to the bar next door, uhm, we could meet there after the show?" It's Roger. He was asking Leah out. You were happy for her, but a tad jealous. 

"Oh well, I would love to!" Leah says, bursting at the seams with excitement.

"Oh sorry, I meant her," Roger says pointing at you. 

"Me? Uhm yes, I would love, but your buying," you say and you both laugh, except for Leah.

"Hah, ok I guess I am." He says. He gives you a peck on the cheek and you blush. 

"See you then," you say and walk away blushing and fiddling with your fingers.

"What the fuck man," Leah says. "What?"

"You knew I liked him! And you just make me look like a bitch back there! I mean come on! You're just gonna accept to get on a date with him just like that?"

"Oh, I'm sorry! He asked me! But I'm still going, I'm sorry. It's nothing. Probably just a celebration for the gig. He was just trying to be nice."

"Whatever." Leah scoffs.