Mr.Meddows

Too late?

Everything that has happened to you in the past week still shocked you. The feeling of it, the thoughts of it, and the fact that a baby is inside of you is all too much. "Good morning love," Roger said to you. "What time is it," you ask, ignoring your previous thoughts. "It's 10:00," he says. "Shit, did we have to go to the studio today," you ask. "Well I just called Freddie and since you were sleeping like a baby we decided we could meet up at 12:00," Roger said. "Oh ok! What smells good," you said. "Oh those are my famous pancakes," Roger said, with his signature smile on his face. "How did you know I love pancakes," you said, walking up to him. "It's my superpower love," he said.

You looked up into his baby blue eyes and you felt some sort of way. You couldn't look away from them, they put you in a trance. "Are you going to keep staring at me gorgeous, or do you want to eat some shit," he said. "Yeah right, sorry," you say, with a permanent blush on your face. You eat some of his pancakes, and you were about to get dressed until you realized you forgot to bring clothes. "Rog, I kinda forgot clothes," you say laughing. "Just wear some of mine," he said. "Are you sure?" you ask him. "Yeah love it's fine, and plus you'd look cute," he said, grinning, and you noticed his face getting red. "Rog are you ok? Your face is getting red," you say. "Yeah I'm just fine," he said, seeming a bit flustered. He picks out a shirt of you to wear and some bell bottom pants. "Everything is a bit big, but I think it'll be fine," you say, looking at your reflection. "Drop dead gorgeous," Roger said, under his breathe. "What did you say?" you asked, you did hear it, but you thought your ears were deceiving you. "N-nothing" he says.

"Hello darlings! Y/N you look great in Rogers clothes," Freddie said, winking at you. You didn't think anyone would notice, but they all did. "By the way, we're meeting with Miami today, at 2. I hope my darlings are hungry for brunch!" Freddie said. "Y/N we want to talk about what happened," Brian said, out of the blue. "I don't feel comfortable bringing that up right now," you say. "Ok, but we do need to talk about what you're doing with the ba-" Brian was cut of by Roger screaming, "She doesn't want to talk about right now! Everyone shut the fuck up and mind your business," he said. "It's ok rog, and I Brian I haven't made up my mind up," you say, muttering the last few words, spiraling off into your thoughts. Brian did have a point. You didn't know what to do. You can't take care of a child, but you don't know that much about birth control and stuff like that. You start to tear up. Who knew being pregnant is an emotional roller coaster.

"Anyway, we're talking about creating an album," John said, watching your every move to make sure that you're ok. "Wow really! That's great! What songs are going to be on it?" you ask John. "Well we don't actually know yet but I'm sure you and Freddie can figure something out relatively quickly and the rest of us will follow orders," John said, laughing. You all laughed at his joke.

"Hi Miami darling,"Freddie said, greeting him, as the rest of you did. "So Freddie tells me you all want to create an album," Miami said. "Well luckily for you all I have some of the demos you have created and I sent them into a great producer, and you guys are going to start working on your album with Norman Sheffield," Miami said. This is a really big moment for all of you. "When do we get to meet him?!" you ask Miami. "Tomorrow, at 8. He wants to hear some demos you guys have put together and some of the songs you guys have created. That's it for now, and if anyone has any questions you can call me," Miami said. You all went back to Freddie's flat, because Freddie needed to feed the cats. "You ok love?" Roger whispers to you. "Yeah I'm fine," you say. You were lying. You felt sick, and like you needed to puke. "Freddie where's the bathroom?" you ask him. "It's down the hall, and it's the first door you'll see darling," he said.

You didn't feel too good, and you almost felt like throwing up. Was it too late to get on birth control? "Rog, can ask you some questions?" "Of course love, what's cooking good looking," he said. "Ok, never say the again, and also I think I want to go on birth control but I don't know if it too late," you whisper to him, not wanting the others to hear the conversation. "I'm pretty sure you can, it hasn't been a week," he says. "We can get some right now, it's gonna be ok love," Roger said. He was always so supportive. "Can you pretend to be my boyfriend, just in case if anyone asks," you say to him, which caught him off guard. "Why do I have to pretend," he says, grinning. ""Oh shut up," you say, blushing. "Aww you're blushing, how cute," he says mocking you. "Roger I'm gonna kick your balls," you say, in a serious tone.

That's is the end for this chapter I really hope you guys are liking this. I'm thinking of writing another story! Love you so much <33