That Girl

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"Well that was quite pleasant." You said lying naked next to the love of your life.

Your eyes were closed as your were tired from the early morning shag.

You had just barely woken up before Roger climbed on top of you.

Your clothes were ripped off although you only slept in a sweater (or oversized tee-shirt depending on the weather) and underwear.

You were sprawled across the hotel bed, your hands intertwined with Rogers. The covers pulled up as it was a rather cold morning in your little flat.

Last night it poured rain, your favorite thing. You and Roger cuddled up on the couch with some tea and a blanket as the Telly played out a nice movie for the two of you.

You guys had gotten a better hotel this time compared to the first one for this gig. It had a small kitchenette and a little living room and separate bedroom and bathroom.

Yesterday was also the one year anniversary of being off  your pills. Or at least a year if your calculations were correct.

Your doubts and worries had floated away almost as quickly as they came.

Of course you celebrated last night and today.

Somehow it always felt like a new and better experience with Roger and you weren't sure how sex always felt great with him. No other boyfriend of yours was able to do that.

Sometimes you wondered how you went from the quiet and reserved girl that walked around with a book in her hand and a tote bag throw over her shoulder containing art supplies. That girl that didn't get in trouble, had a few close friends, and who didn't talk much. That girl who hadn't had a boyfriend till Sophomore year. That girl who didn't care about sex or being fancy. To the girl who was envied by so many now. The girl who got to have sex with Roger Taylor every night. Who cuddled him on the couch watching a movie or going on a picnic with him.

You somehow became that girl. And now you didn't wanna be any other girl than that.

The girl who was married to Roger Taylor.

Married till they both lay next to each other in peace. 6 feet under.

You slid into your underwear as you stood up and flopped back down.

Roger was laying there in his boxers calmly as he watched you and smiled. Blushing a bit that he was that guy.

That guy that was married to Y/N.

You slid your body up to him. Resting your head on his chest. You leaned up to kiss him. His soft lips wrapped around yours as they so often did.

"Are you nervous?" He asked. "Absolutely." You laughed.

The time to take a test was coming soon. Maybe too soon. Maybe it would be the result you didn't want. Or maybe the result you deep down hoped for. Maybe that result was a negative.

No, you couldn't go down that path yet again.

-That night-

You starred at that box of pregnancy tests. You took one and folded it over in your hand. You exhaled and began the process.

The process that could last a lifetime or a process that could last 5 minutes.

You knew Roger waited outside of the door. You could hear the floor creak as he paced.

You knew it was gonna be a negative. No way it could take a day to show signs of pregnancy. It had to be at least a week or more. You knew the result of the test before you even took it.

"Another negative, here it comes..." You say sighing.

But still you were hopeful and were gonna take one every single day for a week.

If you didn't get a positive you were gonna go to the doctor.

You needed a positive at some point there's no other explanation.

Your urine soaked into the stick as you set it down on the counter on top of a tissue once you were done.

And so you waited.

And waited.

The familiar waiting of it which took days. In reality it had only been a minute in a half.

"How could it have been only 90 seconds?" You thought.

So you waited more.

And more.

You adverted your eyes from the test until it was time. You didn't even wanna look at it as you waited.

And finally...

The clock ticked and it had been 5 minutes precisely.

You walked over to the counter.

You gasped. You cried.

You sobbed.

Roger burst into the bathroom.

"Is it another negative?" He said running over to you also already knowing the answer.

Your shook you head.

"Positive."

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