Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

Always Busy But It's Fun

It's two months later. 

You got one last check-in from the hospital last week and there's no more crack. Your head felt better after three or so days. 

Roger made you/ bought you anything you requested. 

In three days Roger was leaving you for two months for Queen's North America tour. "Love please come with me! I can't possibly be away from you for two months!"

"Rog I told you before that I have college and I have a job!" 

"Well quit and just get the information from Leah!"

"I love this job and I have had it forever. And besides Leah can't possibly remember everything. Two months is a long time!"

"Exactly! A long time to be away from you!" 

You felt bad but you guys have been attached at the hip recently and it would be nice, the more apart you were the more you loved him? No that was a dumb thought you kept telling yourself. 

"Roger. Why don't we just spend this weekend together since I only have to work Saturday and have no school to do something."

"Can you possibly get Saturday off? I know you really like the job and are like extremely fucking loyal but just one simple day! Like 8 hours! That's all!"

"Fine, I'll call and say I'm feeling sick? Where should we go then?" 

One day was small compared to two whole months. 

"How about..." he went into deep thought. 

"A staycation!" he finally shouted out "A what?"

"A vacation at home like you stay? Staycation?" 

Kinda defeated the whole purpose of a special weekend before he left since you both have spent two months with him after you moved in. 

"You don't like it, do you? Fine. What you got?"

"I never said that!" you say 

"Well, you thought it." He flopped on his couch sitting up. You climb over the back, moved the pillow, and sat behind him, straddling your legs around him. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put down your idea but haven't we been doing that?"

"Don't apologize. I understand. Maybe! Maybe you come with us for, pshh a week in America! That's all a week! Then we will send you right back home on a plane!"

"And who's got that money?" you asked. You quite like the idea "Trident Studios. Those piss flaps have a lotta money, they can do that. They are so awful, we wrote a song about how bad they are. I'm not sure how much longer we will be with them."

"Oh really? How scary! A song! I'm scared!" you say laughing. He reached his hands around and tickled you. "You should be scared!" he said. "Is that a threat?"

"No." he said and stopped "So are we on?" You reached your arms around him and held him, resting your head on his shoulder breathing in his familiar scent. "Once Trident agrees, we are on."

"Ugh don't make them the deciders." He says 

"You really don't like them do you?" you ask a little confused. "I hate them!"

"Right. Ok, we are on!" You say kiss his neck. "Yay! Let's have a celebratory dinner!" he says standing up and helping you up. "Oh well, I got some amazing stakes!"

"When?" Those were quite expensive. 

"Today when I came home from practice," he responded looking at you.