A Date?

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I waited around all day yesterday for Roger after he said he had gone to practice. The thing is he never came back.

I woke up again to a space in the bed. Roger wasn't here. Again. I got up and put my oversized t-shirt on as i went to look for him in the kitchen.

"Good morning Darling! Did you have a good sleep?" Fred asked pouring a cup of tea.

"Yeah good.Uhm. Where's Roger?" i replied slumping myself into a chair.

"God knows Dear. I think he's with John." freddie said turning around. I nodded my head slightly and proceeded to try and find John and Roger. I went to the bottom of the garden in the farm house to find John. He wasn't doing anything but sitting on a bench reading a paper. No sign of Roger and a show tonight? Great.

I made a straight beeline for our bedroom to get changed. Pretty basic this morning, just a pair of bell bottoms and a halter top then of course i would get changed later. I brushed through my hair to see in the small mirror a silhouette behind me.

"Where were you?" i asked in a visibly annoyed tone.

"Well, i was practicing for the show all night then i fell asleep in the studio." he yawned out

"I was in the studio last night though. And you certainly wasn't there." I replied

"Not this studio. Some place about an hour away, but how are you?" the blonde asked coming forward to hug me.

"Okay. What times the show?" i questioned turning around.

" it starts 7:35pm but we need to be there by 10 to 5 to set up and rehearse." he said scratching his head as he took his shirt off, "Well it's just gone 1:00pm now perhaps you should get ready?" he stretched checking his watch.

Perhaps i could keep my denim bell bottoms on or.. YES! My leather mini skirt and cropped tank top with, red platforms and either my leather or fur jacket. I grabbed two towels and went hunting for the shower which was across from my room. I twisted the knob and took my clothes off as i opened the shower curtain a huge shriek emerged quickly grabbing the curtain to cover themself.

"Oh it's you, at least you've still got you're underwear on." Riley exhaled letting go of the shower curtain.

"I'll come back when you uhm, actually have clothes on yeah? let me know when you've finished." i laughed quickly grabbing the towel and nervously rushing out of the bathroom to my room. i dropped the towel and sat on the bed. I could probably paint my nails whilst waiting so without a doubt i grabbed the cherry red polish and painted my nails.

"Woah woah woah woah!Put your arse away i need to have a shower not try and shag you." Roger laughed with the towel wrapped around his waist.

"Shame. I'm next, you'll have to wait. Riley's in there." i laughed back pulling my bra strap back onto my shoulder.

"Mmm yeah." Roger rolled his eyes sarcastically before turning around, "but i don't see why we can't share a shower?" he smirked raising his eyebrows at me.

"Hm? I don't know? What-" i started to reply sarcastically before a slam of a door interrupted. I peeked out of the bedroom door opening it slightly seeing Riley walk out, "Riley's out! Come on Rockstar!" i laughed as i grabbed his hand pulling him into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and wiped under my eyes as Roger got into the shower.

"Where's the gig then?" i questioned.

"Show! We're more professional now. Gigs are for starters. It's at the bar near that new restaurant, we'll go there first. Interviews, pictures and what not, then the show." Roger shouted over the trickling water which i quickly found myself drifting into.

"Okay." i smirked as he turned around. I found myself falling into his arms, i was love sick for this boy. I try to steer away from him but i physically cannot. Us intwined in the shower with water trickling down our back. Kissing. Having our moment. The time passed quickly though.

"Fuck!" i shouted quietly as i wrapped the towel around me and my hair.

"What happened?" Roger questioned confused.

"I don't have any full underwear, just a silly little thong. I can't wear that!" i rubbed my forehead annoyed.

"I don't see a problem, your only wearing trousers perhaps you'll be fine." he replied rubbing his hair with the towel drying it in a very messily way.

"No i'm not. I'm wearing a mini skirt. I changed my mind. For fucks sake i'll just have to wear it. Look!" i stated annoyed as i showed him the small black thong i was now holding up. He laughed as i rolled my eyes and slipped it on. My clothes were hanging up so i ran into the wardrobe and grabbed them, i threw my bra on then top, then of course the mini skirt and sat to do my makeup. Mascara, concealer, an off pink blush, eyeshadow and red lipstick. I wasn't a fan of foundation or anything harsh, but big gold hoops i was a fan of especially the ones on the drawer which suddenly snaked their way into my ears. I brushed and sorted my hair as Roger came following in, dressed in a black pair of trousers,m and a tie. No shirt just a blazer which he would obviously take off.

Time flew and i found myself with brian in a posh car following up to a restaurant.

"So are you and Roger back on? He described tonight as a 'date' i can't see how it would be but that's Roger." Brian laughed as he questioned me.

" A date?.."

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