Rock 'n' Roll Suicide | Roger Taylor

Chapter 20

Amelie's POV;

"I don't think that this specific text is a Plato." I argued with Henry as we were both sitting on the living room floor with all of our books opened before us, Lou Reed playing at the background. We were studying Ancient Greek and gods our minds were ready to blow off. I mean I love Ancient Greek but sometimes it confuses the fuck out of me. Plus, when reading with Henry it becomes ten times more difficult because we can absolutely not focus on one topic without making a full commentator section on it.

"Well I do. I mean it could be Sophocles but it doesn't sound gay enough to be." Henry stated as I rolled my eyes at him. I mean I am used to it but sometimes it even takes me by surprise.

"Gay enough? Henry did you just really based our assignment on whether it is gay enough or not?" I asked as he shrugged not seeing a problem with it. He nodded as I shook my head and turned back to the the books before me. The assignment was due tomorrow and I was ready to call it sick. I mean it's my fault for being lazy and not doing it when I should have. Procrastinating is what I always do. I don't even know why I am surprised.

"Look we can put that it is a corporation." Henry shrugged as I rubbed my eyes from under my glasses, tiredly. It was five in the early afternoon and we had been studying since two thirty. Also, we were strangely alone at the house. Usually, when we get back from Uni the band is here but today no one was nowhere to be found, not even Brian. I assumed they were at the studio but then I remembered they only record at nights so they weren't. Odd because Brian had said in the morning that they would be here. 

"Corporation? That's not a thing, Henry." I said as he shrugged, not seeing a problem with it again. Honestly, this guy. 

"It's solid. Look. No one will suspect a thing." He said as he carefully scribbled down both the names Plato and Sophocles on the paper.

"My consciousness will." 

"Same thing." He shrugged with a pleased grin on his face as he finished with his thing holding it up for me to see what a wonderful scam he had done. I rolled my eyes at his comment and before coming up with something to say the doorbell was heard. I shot up while pushing Henry's hands away from my face as he was pushing the assignment on my face. I moved towards the door and opened it revealing Freddie, Roger and Deaky.

"Hello, hello! How are you my dear?" Freddie got in following by the other two, giving me a smooch on the cheek.

"Great. How about you? I thought you would be here practicing." I said as Roger, who was the last one, closed the door behind him and accidentally stumbled upon Deaky who was sitting on the floor, taking off his shoes. John is always the only one that actually listens to Brian and takes his shoes off.

"Human being down here." John shook his head as he too stood up and followed behind Freddie after we greeted each other.

"Hello Amelie." Roger turned to me with a smile and I felt grateful because he was once again the normal Roger and not the nervous little blondie thing he was at Deagle's. "Didn't know you wear glasses. I like them." He grinned then evilly and my hand flew to my face quickly taking off my glasses, not even realizing I was wearing them. Gods ferfucksake. "No! Don't take them off I like them. They suit you really well." He said quickly with his lovely voice cracking a bit as he did so, making my heart take ten backflips, as he caught my wrist softly with his hand and a silly smile on his features.

"Are you two lovies done with your glass argument? It's beginning to getting really cheesy in here." Freddie called with an evil grin as he turned around to meet us with his gaze. "Oi, cute blushing messes. I love it! But now it's time for my drama!"