Why would I forget ? | Roger Taylor

28- Studio

23rd August 1972

My eyes suddenly shot open as the sound of the phone ringing wailed through the walls of my flat. I let out a small groan before pulling myself out of bed and tiredly walking over to the phone next to the fridge.

"Lottie, darling, are you awake ?" The moment I pressed the phone up to my ear Freddie began talking, his tone slightly panicked and frustrated.

"I am now... what's up ?"

"We're in the studio and I think Roger's gonna pass out if he doesn't eat. Could you really pretty please grab us a Chinese ?" I glanced at my watch- it was eleven o'clock at night. However I knew the boys would be praying that I went and got them their takeout, so I let an obvious sigh before agreeing to Freddie.

"Right fine yeah. What did you want ?"

"Grab a pen and paper there's a bit of a list."

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I arrived at the studio, two bags full of Chinese food, still wearing the clothes I was sleeping in about half hour ago. I tapped on the door and walked through, laughing as the boy's faces quite literally lit up.

"Thank the fucking heavens." Roger put his hands together as if to pray and left the box, joining the overjoyed John sat in the arm chair and Brian on the sofa with a bright smile. Freddie finished recording what ever he was and joined the other boys as they all ravenously grabbed their food and started eating.

"Thanks darling." Fred smiled. "Stay for a while if you want, you can watch Roger try do this high part. It's very amusing."

"High part ?" I raised my eyebrows in shock as Roger smugly nodded and chewed on his food. Brian and John kept on shovelling their food into their mouths and have the occasional nod as a contribution to the conversation.

"Yeah." Roger finally finished his mouthful. "My fucking balls feel like they're in my chest."

"His voice is probably higher than yours Tee. He's practically a girl at this point." John cheekily gestured at Roger with his chopsticks and laughed as I took a seat on the couch next to the blonde.

"Hilarious Deaks. Very entertaining." Roger said sarcastically. I stole one of his pieces of odd looking chicken and laughed along with the others. He shot me a little look of annoyance which soon bled into a smile when he noticed me chuckle.

"Well thanks Tee." Brian placed his empty food cartoon onto the table and sighed with relief, John and Freddie following the same steps after.

"Fucking hell... when was the last time you all ate." I asked, a small concern in my tone.

"Lunch. Been here a while." Deaky replied as he wiped the food from the corners of his mouth with a small napkin. I curled my legs up underneath me on the sofa and yawned a little, earning a small half smile from Freddie.

"What Freddie ?" Roger asked.

"Nothing. Just you two all..." He waved his hands about in a fiddly motion. "It's nice that you're friends again."

"Alright Freddie calm down." Brian glanced over at me and noticed me bite down on my nails a little and then at Freddie with a slight bit of disappointment in his expression. The singer shrugged and took himself back into the box, waiting for Deaks to count him in.

"Is this all you do... all night ? Listen to him shout at a mic ?" I asked. Roger nodded beside me and chuckled as he finally finished his food and sunk further back into the sofa.

"Pretty much. Half the time he's asleep. Just screams and bangs the drums when we need him." Brian gestured towards Roger's tired frame before pulling himself up from the end of the couch and joining Freddie.

After maybe twenty minutes or so, the other three were all recording and the drummer beside me had fallen into a little sleep just like Brian had said he would. I rubbed my eyes tiredly and yawned again, partly wishing I was Roger. I wanted nothing more than to go home and get into bed now that I'd delivered the boys' takeout- but I didn't want to be rude.

My eyes felt heavy and my body a little achey, signalling me to try and fall back into the sleep I was happily in before Freddie called. I leaned a little further back into the couch so I was more comfortable, and somehow a little closer to Roger. I felt my eyes gently flutter shut and my head drop onto the shoulder beside me.

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No more than an hour later, well in to the early hours of the morning, I felt a little tap on my shoulder. My eyes opened again to find Brian trying to wake me and the drummer my head was rested on. Roger's arm had some how subtly wrapped round me, holding me closer to his frame.

"I'm sorry darling but we need our drummer boy." Freddie smiled. I chuckled a little and unwrapped myself from Roger before deciding it was probably best I headed back home.

"Sorry." I rubbed my eyes and half-smiled at Freddie as Brian practically shook the drummer awake. "I've gotta get back to fucking bed now."

"No worries Tee. Thanks for the food darling."

"I'll walk you out." Roger rubbed his eyes and pulled himself of the sofa.

"Roger it's fine I can manage."

"No I don't mind." Before I could say no Roger pulled the door and held it open, waiting for me to walk through it. I gave a little wave to the three boys and walked out to the car, Roger following close behind me.

"How'd you manage to get your arm wrapped round me ?" I chuckled a little.

"Habit I suppose. Always seem to have someone asleep next to me." He smiled.

"Night Rog" I shook my head and opened the car door.

"Night love."

The drive home consisted of thinking. I was a little embarrassed I'd quite literally just fallen asleep on Roger- but it was one o'clock in the fucking morning. They couldn't exactly blame me.

Falling asleep against the drummer didn't feel weird though. It made me feel the same way the picture of the two of us had.

I didn't crave the relationship we used to have anymore- I couldn't help but think about the future like he did. But I quickly remained myself whose future I was thinking about. Roger Taylor isn't the kind of guy to stay with one girl, he's the kind of guy to sleep with about a hundred.

But it still didn't stop me from thinking. Thinking that me and him could have something. Thinking maybe I liked him more than I would admit. And thinking I was being completely ridiculous.

An- I liked writing this one :)

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