Peaceful In Your Small Room

49 1 0
                                    

It was a week later. 

May 7th. 

Your birthday was in a month, June 27th. 

You were scared. 

Looking back, planing your 23rd birthday, you didn't imagine doing it half-blind. 

You were going to have a party at the roller rink. 

You hadn't had this kind of party since you were 13. 

Your last party was at a local bar. 

You rented the whole thing out and invited at least 50 people. 

It was incredible. 

There was music and dancing, liquor. Lots and lots of shots. You didn't remember a whole lot from being so drunk. You hadn't been drunk like that for a while.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I-uh the bathroom," Leah said walking into the bathroom after a girl. You didn't realize she was gay at that point.

"I'll only be a minute I promise I'm sorry. We can dance after."

"Ok," you say and go sit with your boyfriend Sam at the bar.

Sam. 

You forgot about him, hadn't thought of him for a long time now. Why would you? Compared to Roger and how Roger treated and loved you, he was just an inconvenience. 

He broke up with you a month after the party. 

He was from your high school. 

You dated for a year and a half when you caught him cheating on you at a small bar. 

You went to the bathroom and came back to see him kissing some blonde. It was hard. It hurt to see it with your own eyes. 

Apparently, he had been with her for over a month and you had no idea. 

You were suspicious of all the errands he had to run but didn't think much of it.

You went back to the bar and met with Sam. 

Him and his dirty cheating face. 

Leah didn't come back after a minute. She promised she would be there in a second after you asked her to dance.

"I'll be right back," you told Sam putting down your empty tequila glass.

"Babe, wanna you know" he pointed towards the door.

"This my party?" you said walking away confused why he would want to leave for some alone time in the middle of your birthday party. 

You turned the corner and entered the bathroom to find Leah and someone, you couldn't see their face, it was too smothered by Leah's.

"OH MY GOD! YOU ARE HAVING SEX IN A BAR BATHROOM AT MY PARTY!" You yelled. 

Leah got up in front of the mystery person. 

You weren't exactly sure in her position what she should say. 

You kicked the door open with your leg and left.

"Morning," Roger said as you turned over to face him even if you could barely see him. 

"Morning," you say as you bury your head deep into Roger's bare chest. 

He often slept without a shirt. 

His chest smooth, hairless, and often your pillow. 

Compared to Roger, you hated your pillow. 

Your forehead pressed between his chest and he wrapped his arms around your back and yours around his. 

He rested his head down on the top of your head. 

He was warm and comforting. 

It was peaceful in your small room with Roger. 

You closed your eyes making you forget your vision crisis. 

You could stay here forever.

Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]Where stories live. Discover now