Mr.Meddows

Nervous wreck

You and roger go to the nearest pharmacy and get birth control. You're really nervous, but then Roger grabs your hand and gives it a squeeze. He always did this when you felt anxious, and it always made you feel better. "Thank you rog," you say, leaning on him. "Of course love," he says, patting your head. You guys pay for the birth control, hoping it'll work, and going back to Rogers flat. "I'm gonna call Freddie, tell him that we aren't gonna come back for the night, you can sleep here love," he says. You here some bickering from Rogers and Freddie's conversation. You look down at your belly. You feel guilty for what happened. Maybe you shouldn't of have been wearing a revealing outfit for your first gig. Maybe you shouldn't of have gotten a drink. Your mind spirals into what if thoughts, and you run to the bathroom, crying. This was your fault.

Just as that happened, you here someone knocking. "What rog," you say to  him. "I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I thought I heard you crying," he said. "Well you did," you mumbled. "Come out of there love," he said. You felt chills go up your spines. The sound of his voice, his honest tone, it was too much. You open the door, tear stains and mascara running down your cheeks. He just stands there for a second before hugging you. You just kept crying, and you guys just hugged each other for what felt like years. It was nice, really. You were done crying, but you heard sniffing, like what you would do when you were done crying, except it wasn't you, it was Roger. He was crying. A tough, drummer boy was crying. You stop hugging him to see his face. He was crying. "Rog I'm so sorry, don't cry love," you say to him. His face went from crying to laughter. "What's so funny?" you say. "You just called me love," he said, hysterically laughing. "Well I'm sorry, would you rather want me to call you shit face asshole?!" you say sarcastically. You and Roger sit down in his bed and get comfortable. "Wanna watch a movie?" he asks you. "Yeah, but I don't know if I'm gonna make it," you say sleepily. "It's ok love, the movie is probably gonna be shit anyways," he says, also sounding tired.

During the movie, you accidentally lean your head on Rogers chest and and wrapped your hand around his torso. After he moved you two times, you wouldn't stop going back to the position you were in so he stopped moving you. It was now 1:00 and you and Roger were basically on top of each other sleeping. After a few hours you woke up. You looked at the clock. 4:00 am. "Shit," you mutter. You realized that you fell asleep on top of him and got flustered. You were about to go back to sleep, until you heard a noise. You looked at the clock again, and apparently you did you fall back asleep and it was 7:00. You quickly shook Roger awake, scared because you heard more noises. "Rog..Roger...ROGER," you say, whispering loudly. "WHATS GOING ON LOVE?" he yells. "Keep your voice down!" you whisper. "Why?" he whispers back at you. Before you could answer you heard footsteps coming to the room. You held on to Roger and hugged him very tightly. "Oh my god Freddie you actual asshole," Roger says. "Wait what," you say, turning around slowly, still holding onto Roger. "Fred I swear," you say, breathing out. "Good morning love bugs! How did my darlings sleep?" Freddie asked. "Pretty good actually," you say. "How much longer?" Freddie asked. "It's not happening Freddie," Roger said to him, blushing and getting up from the bed. You, confused, asked "What's not happening?" "When are you and Roger going to date?!" Freddie exclaimed. "What do you mean? We're just- all we are is- it's not happening," you say, stuttering profusely. The more you thought about it though, the more you wanted it to happen. But you knew that if Roger wasn't up to it, it could ruin the band. "Let's go, we need to get to the studio," Roger said to you and Freddie.

You guys drive to the studio, but before you walk in you pull Roger aside. "I need to talk to you," you say to him. "What's wrong love," he said, kind of annoyed. His reaction kind of threw you off, so instead of honesty answering him you just said nothing and walked in. You sat in between Brian and John, which Roger found strange, you could tell by his face. "Alright! Does anyone have anything to show the band?" Freddie asked. "Well, I came up with a song in my head. It's not very good right now, but I'm sure it has potential," you say. "Write down the lyrics, do you have a name or some chords?" he asks. "Yeah actually, and I can't sing but I have an idea that you can pull off Fred," you say, walking over to the piano. "It's called Love Of My Life," you say. You could feel Rogers head shoot up immediately, which made you giggle to yourself. You start singing, and everyone turned there heads to you. You weren't that great, but you weren't horrible either. After you finished, everyone starred at you, which reminded you of the night of auditions. "I love it darling," Freddie said. "It's great, and beautifully written," Brian said, smiling. "Better than anything Roger ever wrote," John said. Roger was quite quiet today. He seemed off. "You feeling okay lover boy?" Brian asked Roger, destroying the awkward silence. "Yeah.." he said. "Is there anything you want to ask Y/N?" Freddie said, making it obvious that they had something planned. Roger gave Fred a dirty look and just got out a cigarette. "Good song love," he said. "I need some air," he said, walking outside. "Is he alright? I think it was me," you say to the boys. "No it wasn't you, he just has this fat crush on you and is too scared to ask you out," Brian said. You were to stunned to speak, so you just went outside with Roger. "Ask me already," you say to him. He said nothing. "Fine then. I'm going to a bar with the rest of the boys. If you want to come you can. Otherwise I'm going to finally get out into the dating world," you say to Roger. "Wait," Roger says. "Yeah?" you say. "Do you want to..never mind it's not important," Roger said.

You and the boys (not including Roger) go to a downtown bar. It was cute, and you hung out with Freddie most of the time. You were about to order another beer, when you felt someone tap your shoulder. You turn around to see the man who took you to his gross motel room. You immediately scream, and run to Freddie, just pointing at him. He was going to slap him, when Roger came out of no where and did the job for him. First he slapped him, then he grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and started punching him and cursing at him. Freddie calls the police, and they arrest him. "Roger" you say, just looking at him. You couldn't come up with words. He cupped your cheek with his hand, and you both went in for a kiss. Everyone was clapping and cheering. It felt so surreal. "Wanna go out sometime love?" Roger finally said. "Of course lover boy," you say, kissing him again.

THIS. I think it's very good and I hope you all like it. It's honestly so cliché but I still think it's good. Love all of you!!