Mr.Meddows

First day on the job

You walk into the studio and see everyone sitting on a couch with a pencil and paper. You look at your watch and it's exactly 7:00. You woke up a little late because you couldn't go to sleep. You couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night. You walked over to Freddie and sat by him.

"Hello darling! Here, we are writing some lyrics. They don't have to good or really about anything. Just for god sakes we need to write something," Freddie said. "I can play something on the piano if it would help. It always helped me when I was a kid," you said, not even glancing in Rogers direction. You could feel his eyes on you though. John thought it was a good idea and he picked up his bass. "Not a bad idea." "I guess I'll get my guitar, Roger get on the drums, and Freddie figure something out," Brian said, walking over to his guitar.

You randomly play some notes until you find something that seems right. It's the same beat as "Keep Yourself Alive" but with the piano. It wasn't creative and you knew that but you didn't really know what else to play. Everyone soon realized and Roger said, "Play something else love, this is hot shit." Without thinking you said, "Do you really know what's hot shit, Roger Meddows Taylor, what happened last night. Now please shut up and play."

"Darling, let's calm down," Freddie said, looking at you. "Did Roger tell you what happened?" you asked. "Yes," Freddie said. "I'm done. I'm sorry but I can't be here right now. Give me five minutes." Tears started   forming in your eyes as you said that. You call Mary. She was wise and also gave good advice.

"Just go back in there and don't give Roger any attention," Mary said, at the end of your guy's conversation. "You're right, thanks," you said. You slam open the door. The rest of the boys watch you as you head straight to the piano and with confidence that seemed to come from no where you say, "We're doing this thing wether you guys like it or not. Everyone get to their instruments and just play. Follow my lead. Freddie come up with some lyrics for something."

Freddie starts writing things down and at the end he came up with a title and some lyrics. "Doing All Right?" Brian said, looking at the paper. "Do you not like it? We can change it," Freddie said. "No, it's good," John said. We all agreed with that. And plus there's nothing wrong with it, we just all knew it wasn't completed. "Let's work more on this tomorrow, it's getting kinda late," Roger said.

"Hey, so I really want to apologize about last night. What I did was wrong and uncalled for, and I want to be your friend, but also, more than that," Roger said, stuttering on his words. "Are you ok? I've never heard you stutter like that dear," Freddie said, hearing the whole thing Roger just said, "is it because you li-" Before he could finish his sentence, Roger quickly put his hand over Freddie's mouth. "Leave this to me Freddie. I know what I'm fucking doing," Roger said that in a serious tone and you were a bit scared, and Roger noticed. He calmed down and let Freddie leave. "As I was saying, I'm sorry. And I..I've never felt like this for anyone before." "Sure," you say. "You don't fool me Roger. I'm not going to let you get in my pants just because you're sorry or whatever. I'm not giving anything to you. If you have anything else you want to say, call me," you said to him not breaking eye contact. "Goodnight."

This one was longer but so fun to write. I hope you guys enjoyed this one. Love you all!