Queen/BoRhap Imagines

Before You Go - Brian

September 1977

Brian had been gone on a tour for the past four months, you missed him so dearly. He didn't say goodbye before he left, and that hurt. But considering you had forgotten he was leaving and you passed out at a friends house, he had just left a message on the counter for when you got home. You felt so guilty, you wished you could just forget about it. But you couldn't.

You opened the front door to yours and Brian's flat and immediately went to your bedroom. You had an awful day at work. You got undressed so you were only in your underwear and flopped onto the bed, that had only been accompanied by you for the past four months. You grumbled as you got up and went over to the record player, putting on a random record. Anything to fill the silence resembling your loneliness. Lewis Capaldi came on, he was one of your favorite artists, next to Queen. 

Divinely Uninspired To A Hellish Extent, the name of the album. You always admired brutal honesty when it came to music. It made the mood more dramatic, like you were in a movie.

Grace was the first song that played, and you flopped back down onto your bed. This time, you shimmied down under your covers. You drifted off into a deep sleep...

*The Next Morning: 9:00 A.M.*

You woke up to the song "Before You Go" playing. This song always made you cry, it reminded you of Brian. You couldnt take it, so you got up and left the room. You found yourself approaching the coffee machine in nothing but your underwear. You made yourself a cup of coffee before going back to your bedroom and sitting back down in bed, the song still playing. Tears welling up in your eyes, set your coffee on the coffee table next to the bed and started to cry. You missed Brian so much. You missed how you called him Harold when you were around others to embarrass him, you missed  the way he hugged you close at night, you missed how he would take care of you when you were sick. You missed everything. Your hands plopped down into your palms as you continued to sob. 

I fell by the wayside, like everyone else

I hate you I hate you I hate you

But i was just kidding myself.

Our every moment, I start to replace

Cause now that they're gone

All I hear are the words that I needed to say

When you hurt under the surface

Like troubled water running cold

Well, time can heal but this won't

So, Before you go

was there something I could've said

To make your heart beat better?

If only I'd have know you had a storm to weather

So, before you go

Was there something I could've said

To make it all stop hurting?

It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless

Then you heard a knock at the door. You quickly threw a robe over yourself and wiped your eyes. You trudged over to the front door and opened it, revealing a tall man with frizzy black hair standing before you. "Brian..." You said. You jumped into his arms, a never ending hug. You started to cry again, but this time they were tears of joy. You wetted his shoulder with your tears as he carried you inside, closing the front door behind him. "I missed you so much," You said. "I missed you too." He held you, rubbing your back. Trying to calm you down. "It's okay, I'm here now. And I'm not leaving any time soon."He said, his voice gave me butterflies. "Shhhh..." He cooed. "Brian Harold May you never leave me for that long ever again." You said teasingly, wiping a tear from your face.  He chuckled. He rested his hand on your cheek and said, "I've missed you since day one. Those were the worst four months of my life. So next tour, what do you think about coming with?" My eyes widened. "I'd love you, Bri."

OK this is really shitty but i wanted to publish sOmThInG so here. // Love you! Go eat/drink something if you haven't yet today, and have a great day/Night:)