One hell of a story (Queen fanfic)

Part 3

Freddie was always there for me when I needed him and vice versa. There were so many times when I would get ill and he would look after me...he would cater to my every need and always make sure I was comfortable and had everything I wanted

Flashback-

I sat up in bed, a wave of sickness coming over me. I got up out of bed and sprinted towards the bathroom. I ran straight to the toilet, bending over and throwing up into it. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I immediately began to relax. I finished throwing up and sat on the cold tiled bathroom floor. Freddie sat next to me; allow me to sink my body into his as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Freddie I don't feel very well" I mumbled into his chest, sounding like a child looking for his mothers comfort. Freddie's hand combed through my hair as we sat on the cold floor.

"Shhh.... its okay" he whispered his voice soft and gentle.

"Let's get you back to bed" he got up of the floor. He picked me up bridal style and carried me back to our room, my head rested on his shoulder and my arms were wrapped around his neck. He gently placed me back into bed, pulling the covers up and around me. I let my body sink into the bed as Freddie disappeared. Not long after coming back with a glass of water and a bucket, just in case I threw up again.

"Get some rest now" he muttered as he kissed my forehead. My eyes felt heavy and soon I surrendered to sleep.

Hours later I awoke, sweating profusely and feeling sick yet again. I sat up in bed, my head was hurting and I felt slightly dizzy.

"Freddie" I called out

"Aw baby what's wrong?" he said, coming to my bedside. He took a seat on the bed, putting his hand to my forehead.

"I'm boiling, my head hurts and I feel dizzy and sick" I complained, just wanting to feel his touch and comfort

"aw...I have an idea...why don't we go into the living room, take a seat on the sofa and put on the fan whilst watching a movie" his idea was just what I needed to take my mind off how awful I felt.

"I love that idea" I quietly said, I still felt energy drained and over all I felt terrible. Freddie helped me out of bed and we both made our way to the living room. He turned on the fan as I took a seat on the sofa. He put on a film before getting me another glass of water and taking a seat next to me.

As the film came to an end I began to shiver. I had gone from hot to cold. My eyes yet again felt extremely heavy and it was as though any moment I would fall asleep.

"Are you cold, Rog?" Freddie asked, noticing me shivering. I simply nodded, not having any energy to speak. He picked up a blanket, wrapping it around the both of us as we cuddled on the sofa. My eyes slowly began to flutter closed and soon I was asleep.