He does it so well

Look at you

"Fucks sake lover boy, get up! you've slept in late you have a gig at 8:30pm!"
i giggled as i rolled on top of him. I traced my hand lightly through his hair.

"Relax Elle. It's only- shit your right. You're deffo coming tonight though arent you?" Roger questioned me as i jumped off him to turn around and be met with his tall slim figure.

"Why wouldn't i?" i gazed at him as i twirled one of his several necklaces around my finger.

*****

"Freddie! What drink would you like?" i shouted with a glass of vodka tonic in my hand.

"Champagne please darling!" he shouted back at me. I gave the bar man the order as i also asked for a small shot of whiskey. I carried the shot in my left hand as the vodka tonic and champagne was held in my right hand.
I walked towards the backstage entrance in my classic black stilettos and a short red dress. My hair cascading around my shoulders.

"Here Fred. Champagne." i passed the glass into his hand as i sat down on the small sofa next to John.

"You haven't got vodka tonic and whiskey all to yourself have you Michelle?" Deaky asked as he looked at me with a look of worry.

"Why not?" i questioned as i threw back the shot of whiskey before placing the empty glass on the small coffee table, taking a small swig of the vodka tonic.

"Where's Roger?" i turned around as i couldn't see him in view. Brian cleared his throat as my face turned red remembering what he had saw yesterday. "I think he's at the bar, you just missed him" Brian pointed toward the door as a figure came through. Sure enough it was Roger with two shots.

"Elle i got you a shot!" he looked quite drunk already but classic Roger. He came towards me and leant forward passing me the shot. I couldn't quite tell what it was but i finished my vodka tonic and threw the shot back.

"Guys come on, we're on now." John shouted doing a signal with his hand letting the rest of the band know that it was their queue.

"Will you be in the crowd or on the wing?" Roger asked me, running his hand through his blonde hair.

"Crowd. It's more lively. Riley will be there so that way i'll get to see him aswell!" i giggled in excitement as Rogers smile dropped.

"Him?" The drummer glared at me

"Yes. Him. He's only my friend Roger, i've known him since i was little and besides, what man can even be as sexy as you." i smirked as Roger pressed his lips against mine.

"Send the girls crazy Roger!" i chuckled as i walked away winking at the blonde.

"Elle! Christ we haven't been able to hang out properly lately." Riley informed me.

"I know. I've missed hanging out. Shot?"i questioned holding up a small shot of vodka.

"Go on then." i slid the glass towards him as he threw it back slightly scrunching his face up.

Before i knew it the band had already started. I pulled Riley into the crowd swaying my hips and arms to Killer Queen. I slid my left foot back and my right foot forward dropping low so my red dress brushes the floor. I sprung up seeing Riley as i intwined my hands with my hair still swaying my hips. My eyes glanced to Roger expecting his to meet mine. His eyes met another girl as he winked before he turned to me, his hair covering his face as he bashed his drums covered in sweat. A wave of jealousy washed over me. I was Rogers. He was mine. I rolled my eyes before leaving Riley, walking to the backstage doors. I reached into my bag to get out my cigarettes when i felt a small box and a bag. It was papers and weed from a few years ago when me and my sister went to Nevada. What harm could this do right? I may aswell finish it off. I took the paper and rolled up a cigarette. I took my lighter and lit it before taking a long drag. I could already feel the high kicking in. I finished the cigarette before stubbing it and walking inside. The rhythm now of Keep Yourself Alive now thrumming through me. I sprayed a bit of perfume to get rid of the smell slowly becoming more and more high.

"Michelle's where did you- God what is that awful smell?" the question echoed through my ears as lights flashed. I started moving to the beat as the song ended. The band was now on their last song, Somebody to love one of the newest released hits.

"Nothing just a bit of weed. Nothing major don't worry! Me and jane did it a while ago in Nevada!" i laughed as i span around my dress twirling with me.

"Be careful Elle. Look Roger will be done in a minute come backstage." Riley smiled as he lit up a cigarette and dragged me backstage with him, holding my hand before wrapping his arm around me in a friendly gesture.

"Michelle you look..-"

"Rough." Roger cut off freddie mid sentence before grabbing my hand.

"Michelle what the fuck is that smell? It smells like weed. Oh my gosh." Roger complained as he ran his hand through my hair.

"Don't worry i'll be fine i did it in Nevada! How many times will i have to say!" i shouted as i flailed my arms around.

"Look just get in the car please." Roger asked demandingly.

"No."

"We're all going anyway Michelle you'll have to come Darling." Freddie wrapped his arm around me carefully as we walked towards the car.

"Roger will be in with you in a sec just wait there." Freddie shut the door i had gotten into as Roger came in the opposite one.

"Look at you!" Roger snapped as he slammed the door causing me to jump.

"Your fucking high? And Riley? Why was he holding your hand and wrapping his arm around you for?" Roger scolded me as i looked out the window seeing double of everything as i played with my rings.

"he's just my friend" i whispered as my voice cracked.Why was he scolding me for? He was the one winking at other girls and paying attention to blondes with their tits practically hanging out.
The rest of the journey was silence then the car had pulled up outside of the Van. I got out of the car then took my heels off. I walked around the back of the bus before sitting down on the small plastic chair. I bit my nails as i stared out into the thick black sky. Honestly maybe getting high wasn't the best idea. I trailed off into the van as i threw my stilettos in the corner of my room. The high made me hot and sweaty and i couldn't be arsed to get any fresh pyjamas so i rolled into bed in my bra and panties. I turned over too see the drummer staring up at the ceiling resting his arms behind his head. We lay in complete silence before he got up out of bed.

"What are you doing?" I sat up slowly and looked at him.

"Nothing." He said through gritted teeth, opening the wardrobe door grabbing a jacket and then slamming it shut.

"Roger. Why are you mad at me?" i choked out softly my eyes tearing at the thought of him leaving, we were barely together but i dare say i didn't like him anymore. He turned around with the jacket hanging over his arm as he threw it onto the floor.

"Riley! Every time i look he's all over you! I can't stand it!" he said frustratedly flailing his arms around.

"Riley is just my friend. There's no feelings for either of us he's seeing someone Roger. So please, just don't assume. I want you." i managed to croak out the words as i rubbed my hand up my face. i lay back down rolling onto his side of the bed facing away from him.

A familiar pair of hands wiped the tears which were rolling off my face. I rolled over pressing my head into Rogers chest as he wrapped his arm around me .

"i-"

"I want you too Chelle."