Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

After a Saddened Goodbye

"And do you Roger Meddows Taylor take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife. Through sickness and through health?"

"I do."

"If there are any objections to this wedding, this is your time to speak up." He said to an empty crowd beside Leah as a witness.

"WAIT PLEASE!" A huffing, obviously exhausted woman came running in.

                                                                                    ~~The night before~~

"Leah I think it will be completely fine." You reassured her.

"What if I'm completely wrong and make myself look like a fool? What would I do then?" She asked, her mascara running down her pink cheeks.

"Marnie loves you. Even if she won't ask you tonight, she will eventually. Do you really want to get married so young? Can't eat anyone else out at that point." You joked and it made her laugh for the first time in a good hour of crying.

"But then if she does ask me, do I wanna marry early? She tastes the best." She retorted. 

"Ok you can spare me the details but if you-" You were interrupted by a pink-cheeked and red nose Roger. An out of breath Roger. 

He burst through the door. 

His eyes widened at the scene of you laying on your already "christened" bed and Leah laying on the sofa the hotel provided sobbing her eyes out. 

"I can come back-back at uhmm" He stuttered, not sure what to do here.

"It's fine to come in. What's up with you?" You said starring at him. 

"Well, I wanted to tell you the dinner buffet is open if you guys want to go down there. The night before the wedding celebration sorta feast."

"Why are you so out of breath?" Leah asked sitting up and wiping away her salty tears. 

"They have sushi. Fresh sushi," he said, sitting on the bed. 

Sushi was his favorite food of all time. 

You hated the fishy parts but otherwise, sushi was always good and they rarely had it in London.

"You guys can go I'll go back to my room," Leah said getting up from the sofa she had made herself comfortable on.

"Good luck Leah." You told her as she walked out the door after a saddened goodbye.

"What happened there?" Roger asked as you both started leaving to go indulge in some good buffet food.

"Wedding shit." You simply said as you joined hands with him and walked down the long hotel hallway.

"Our wedding shit?" He said looking over at you with a raised eyebrow.

"No. She's worried Marnie is gonna ask her to marry her but also worried she won't ask. It's confusing truly." Roger stifled a laugh as you explained it to him. 

He pressed the elevator button and you jumped in the shaft after it came down to meet with your floor. 

A woman with crutches was propped up in one corner with the help of a younger lady. Maybe her daughter or niece. 

A young man in a uniform stood near the control panel, fiddling with a pocket watch.

"The lobby please," Roger said to the man as he reached into his pocket and felt around for some change. 

The guy in the uniform nodded and pressed the lobby button.

"Mmm mm, mis mmuff ms smo goom," Roger said with a faceful of sushi. 

You assumed what he was trying to say and gave a slight peck of the cheek before stuffing your face with some chicken.

"So where was Marnie through that whole breakdown?" Roger asked as he finished his plate and washed it down with some lukewarm tea.

" I think Leah said she was at the pool. She probably still is, why?" You responded after swallowing your last bite. 

He pointed towards the exit, the exit of the eating area you had your back turned towards. 

You looked and saw a young lesbian couple making out on the bench that was set on the wall across from the exit. The brown hair of Leah and the blonde hair of Marnie told you everything you need to know about who it was.

"My god get a room." You said and turned back to Roger who was laughing. 

"Take a picture." He said and you picked up your new camera and snapped a photo of them. 

"Pervs." A girl walked by and muttered to you. 

You really didn't care. 

The camera spits out the polaroid and you set it on the table to develop