Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

You Sure Are Stubborn

 I'm not sure why but please read this story listening to Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow by the incredible Freddie Mercury. I'm not sure why but when Roger and Y/N are on the ground, it's just very perfect with the song. Optional of course. Enjoy!

"Y/N WAKE UP! Y/N! LOVE! PLEASE HELLO?" You hear echoing loudly. 

You groan. 

"what's happening?" 

The pain of your back and head hits you hard. 

"are you ok?" Roger says. 

"Who are you?" you say seeing him. 

"Roger Taylor! Your boyfriend!" 

It clicks. 

"Where am I?"

"you fell in the bathtub while taking a shower. Currently your on the ground and at the beach in a hut in London." 

You are so confused. 

"Why am I on the ground? Why do my back and hurt so much?"

It hurts to even think. 

"I'm not sure love probably cause you fell," he says still worried. 

"We are going to bring you to the hospital," he adds helping you up 

"No please I really don't wanna go. Can we just stay here together? Please?" you plead.

"Will you let me take care of you and if you faint again you won't fight to go to the hospital?" His eyebrows furrowed as he talks 

"I promise. Just please, no hospital for right now." You have always hated the hospital ever since childhood. 

When you were really young, if you had to get a shot you would hide under the doctor's chairs and run around the room till they caught you a pinned you down. You even kicked the doctor as hard as you could in the stomach once when she was giving you multiple shots, it never worked. 

"No hospital for right now," Roger said taking you into his arms. 

You realized he wrapped a towel around you and you were guessing he didn't put you on the bed since you were dripping wet. 

"Roger what's wrong with me?" you say and start crying. 

You have been on the verge of tears since you were awakened because of the pain. 

"I'm not really sure," he says squeezing you gently. 

You both lay there on the ground. Roger sitting cross-legged and you on his lap as he holds you. 

He gently started humming and rocking back and forth. 

"Where does it hurt the most?" he smoothly asks. 

"My head and my back," you tell him 

"Does this hurt?" he says and starts to rub your back "no it feels good."

"do you remember anything?" he asks you still rubbing your back 

"I remember, talking to you in the shower. Then you left and I was confused and then I remember the water drops started not hitting me and I was really confused but it seemed normal. For a second I couldn't feel anything. I started being able not to breathe and I was getting tunnel vision and I just remember hitting the tub." you say thinking hard of what happened. 

"It was like when I fainted at your concert yet no lights and no thudding in my head."

"Right. And you're sure you don't want to go to the doctor's? I mean you could have a concussion or a broken back?" He seemed really panicked. 

"Please Rog..." you say looking up at him. "Sorry, I'm just worried about you Y/N."

"Thank you for caring but honestly you are way better than all of them and if I go into a coma tonight you can take me to the doctors."

"Coma? No way! You better not fall into a coma! Leave me for three months! I couldn't possibly survive!" Tears start streaming down his eyes 

"I don't want to listen to you then regret it but I also want to do what makes you feel the best."

"Did I just make Roger Meadows cry? The rock and roll drummer? Crying?" you say joking 

"I'm serious Y/N, and you should be serious about this as well."

"Ok I will go to the doctor." you finally agree after seeing him get so emotional

"But I don't want to force you there if you are uncomfortable with going."

"It's ok. You're right. I should go, who knows if something internally happened. Better be safe than sorry but you are not leaving my side the whole time!" you realized it would be better just to see. 

"I love you," he says and kisses you. "I love you too."

"Ok let's do this." he says "ready?" he asks you. 

"more ready than I will ever be," you say and he smiles. You get off his lap and he stands up. He gives you both his hands and you stand up, your back hurting more than you ever thought possible. You grimace in the pain. "You ok?"

"I will be," 

You sit on the bed as he grabs a pair of jeans and a cropped button-up shirt. He helps you slip into the clothes and you stand up.

He carries most of your body weight with his arms. "Want me to carry you to the car?" he asks 

"No no, I can do it."

"You sure are stubborn you know that?" Rogers's words make you smile. 

"Yeah, Leah tells me all the time," you respond 

"cause you are," he says and smiles. 

You grab your bag with all the stuff you need for the time being and he grabs his keys and money. 

As he helps you across the sand and into the van your back starts hurting more by the second.