Save me Save me Save me
I can't face this life alone...
Roger Taylor and Brian May have been friends since before they could remember. They've grown up together. They've been through thick and thin.
What happens when one starts to fall hopelessly in...
"Hi come in." He does and I lock the door behind him.
"So what would you like...? Sex, head.. I don't mind."
"Anything. I just need it." He smiles at me.
"Well of course."
(Roger's POV)
"Claire you need to go."
"But..."
"Please just go."
"Okay." She hurriedly puts her clothes on and then leaves my car. I pull on my boxers and then open my glovebox. I pull out a photo
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I actually cannot believe that I just thought I was doing Bri. I cannot fucking believe it!
I can't believe that I saw my best friend, instead of Claire. I smack my head against the window.
"Fucking hell." Note to self, don't ever do that again because it hurts. I start to cry, thinking about Brian. I just fucking left him after he'd told me a girl had broken his heart, to go out, get shitfaced and shag another girl. I am a horrible friend.
I grab my keys from the dashboard. I know I shouldn't drive, but I need to get to Bri. I need to. I start the car and reverse. It's not that far to Bri's place from here. Just 2 minutes.
[time skip]
I get out of the car. Thank fuck there were no cops around, otherwise I would've ended up spending the night at the station. I grab Brian's spare key out of the console and slam the door. I hope Brian's doing okay. I should never have left him. Fuck I'm a horrible friend.
I stumble up to Brian's apartment, steps are always hard when your drunk. I put the key into the door and open it.
"Bri? Are you here?" There's a sudden movement from his bedroom and i hear him shout,
"Roger?"
"Yeah its me."
"Hang on I'll be out in a minute." He sounds flustered, and a little stressed. I realize his doors shut. He's probably got a girl in there.
"You know what Bri, I'll come back later..." I turn to leave.
"No need Rog." I look around and see Brian smiling nervously at me. His hairs messier than usual.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry I didn't realize you'd have someone here." I say quietly. His bedroom door opens behind him and a guy awkwardly walks out. My jaw drops. Brian? Having sexy time with a guy? The guy smiles at me and I just want to hit him. After he walks out, I look at Brian. He looks really really nervous now, like he's expecting me to just lose it at him.
"Brian..."
"Rog if you want to yell things at me, if you want to tell me how much of a faggot I am, tell me how much you hate me, please don't, because my parents said it to me enough..."
"No, no Bri I don't. I'm... I'm just a little surprised." He still looks terrified. God I would be too, I'd hate for him to find out I was bi like this. I cast my mind back to our last conversation.
"Was it a girl that broke your heart? Or a guy?" He doesn't answer. "Brian..."
"It was a boy and a very pretty boy too." I smile at him.
"Did he give you a reason why not?"
"I never got to ask him." He looks at the floor. "I found out today he has a girlfriend." Today? Oh god.
"I'm so sorry Brimi, come here." I walk over to him and hug him. He hugs me back but pulls away really quickly.
"Are you okay... with... with...?"
"With you liking guys?" He nods slowly and I can see how scared he is. "Of course I am. Also, you told me your parents kicked you out because..."
"I know I did but I lied. I'm sorry, I just had no idea how to tell you. I didn't want to lose anyone else."
"I would have supported you." He smiles and nods.
"I know that now." I yawn and Brian asks, "How were the drinks?"
"The drinks were good, what happened after wasn't."
"What do you mean?" I can't tell Brian what I'd done. "Do you regret hooking up with her?"
"With... who? What?"
"I'm guessing you regret hooking up with the girl you did." I just nod. He sighs. "Rog maybe one day you could think about actually finding the girl you want to spend the rest of your life with."
"Well..."
"There's a well is there?"
"Yeah. I.. I do have someone in mind..."
(Brian's POV)
It's Claire. He wants to spend the rest of his life with her and not me. I mean why would he want me? For one, he isn't gay, two, i'm his best friend. He'd never look at me like that ever. And Roger deserves someone better than me.
"Who?"
"I..."
"Is it Claire?" He laughs,
"No Bri... it's... this person they mean a lot to me."
"So ask them out"
"But I'm scared." Roger Taylor, scared of asking a girl out. That's impossible
"Rog this person... whoever they are, will say yes. Anyone would be lucky to have you love them."
"Do... do you mean that?" I nod. I really do. I'd do anything to call Roger mine. Before I know it, his lips are on mine. Oh! My! God! I go to kiss him back, but he pulls away blushing and saying,
"Shit, Bri I'm sorry. I should just..." He runs towards the door.
"No! Roggie wait!" He stops and looks back at me. Mentally I slap myself. I just called him Roggie How bloody cringe.
"W...what?" His hands on the door handle. I walk over to him and pull him into my arms, just like I had in my dreams. I lean in and press my lips to his and kiss him. It's a second before he kisses back and his arms wrap around my waist. I love it. I love the feeling of his lips on mine. I love the kiss. It's so sweet, so full of passion, so romantic. It's everything I wanted it to be, and more.
Roger pulls back, smiling.
"It's you Bri." He whispers.
"Well I guessed that." He giggles and to me its the most beautiful sound in the world.
