Roger Taylor // QUEEN

Live Aid

We were practicing for Live Aid which was a week away and we were playing Hammer To Fall. Freddie's singing was strained and raspy. "Lets stop," he said. "Sorry, I sound like shit," he added. "That's alright, we are going to go to a pub down the road," I said. "Before you go, I need to you something," he said. "Okay what's up?" I said. We all looked at Freddie with concerned looks. "I've got it," he said. "Got what?" Roger said. "AIDS," Freddie replied. My eyes filled with tears and as i felt one drip down my face I used my sleeve to get rid of it as fast as I could. "Freddie, I'm so-" Brian started before being interrupted. "Please don't bore me with your sympathy. I would rather spend the rest of my time making music," Freddie said. With that comment, I burst into tears. Freddie came over to me and hugged me. "It's okay, darling. I'll be okay," he said. I pulled away from the hug and wiped my eyes. "Sorry about that," I said, sniffling. I noticed everyone else had tears in their eyes too. Once we all calmed down a bit, we headed down to the pub to get our minds off things.

I decided that this was the time to tell Brian about my self harm. I went over to him. "Hey Brian can I talk to you - alone?" I asked him. "Yeah of course," he said before he got up and moved over to the corner with me. "So what's up?" he asked. "Okay so I have told the others this and basically I do this thing- well used to- let me show you," I said before making sure no one could see us and rolled up my sleeve. "Holy shit y/n!" he said. "Don't worry none of them are new I haven't done it for a while," I said. "Okay good, but still, are you okay?" he asked. "Yeah I'm fine. You can go back now," I said before I went over to Roger. "What was that about?" he asked me. "I showed him my scars," I replied. "Took you long enough," he said, before I gave him a little shove. "Oww," he said, before taking a sip of his beer. It took me a moment to realise he was absolutely shit faced. "Already, Roger? Really? We have only been here for a few hours," I said before rolling his eyes. "I'm not dr..." he trails off. "Wait give me a minute I think I just need to sit down," he said. "Rog, you are sitting down. You know what I think it's time we went home," I said before taking the beer out of his hand and dragging him over to the others. "Hey guys I think me and Roger are going to head off," I said. "Really? It's only 9," Brian said. "Yeah well he is drunk so I think it would be best," I said, trying to hold Roger up while he was leaning on me. "Okay see you guys tomorrow!" Brian shouted as we left. Our place was only a ten minute walk away, but Roger was so slow he made it into a 30 minute walk. Eventually we made it back home and I safely got him up stairs. We both sat down on the bed. "You're beautiful, you know that right?" he said. "Okay now get to sleep. We need you okay for rehearsal tomorrow," I said before he got under the covers. I was about to leave the room until he said something. "Y/n." I turned around. "Yes?" "I love you," he said. "I love you too. Now get some rest," I said before going downstairs to watch T.V. At around 11, I went upstairs and layed next to Roger.

At rehearsals the next day, Rog was so hungover he could barely focus and we stopped early. "I'm sorry guys. I'll be okay tomorrow, I promise," Roger said. The next day came around, and he was well again and we could practice. Fred sounded a lot better too. For the rest of the time we had before the show, we practiced and practiced as we didn't want to make a fool of ourselves. Then eventually, the day came.

We were waiting in the trailer thing they gave us before it was time to go on. I sat next to Roger and looked down at my hands, fidgeting with my rings and bouncing my leg. Roger realised I was nervous - not nervous, actually, petrified - and put his arm around me and put the other hand in mine. "You're going to do amazing. It will be fine, trust me. I'll be there too, don't worry," he said before there was a knock. Freddie opened the door and we realised it was time for us to go on. Roger stood up and pulled me up with him. "It's al going to be okay, love," he whispered into my ear. I nodded. We left the trailer and made our way to the stage, gripping onto Roger's hand just before we got on stage. "You wanna keep hold of it while we are walking on there?" he asked looking at me. "Yeah," I said, before the band walked on stage. We heard cheers all around and I looked over at the audience which was huge but I put on a smile and waved. Roger let go of my hand and went over to the drums before I went over to my bass. As I had a better look around the audience, I realised how many people were really there. My breathing started to quicken. 'Don't mess this up' I thought to myself. But it didn't help. I couldn't have a panic attack. Not in front of that many people. And the boys were excited too. I looked over at Roger. He was going to smile at me but then he saw the look on my face, the fact that my breathing was really fast. "It's okay," he mouthed before we started playing. That didn't help me either and all throughout the performance I fucked up in literally any way I could. I kept on playing the wrong string or something and whenever I did it wasn't as if it wasn't noticeable - everyone heard it. Everyone was looking at me, and that just made it a hundred times worse.

As soon as we were finished with our performance, I got of the stage as fast as I could. I ran off before any of the others and that yet again made people stare at me. I started pacing and I saw that Roger was the first to leave the stage with Brian and Freddie following him. They all came over to me. "Y/n seriously, what the fuck was all of that about?" Brian said. Freddie nodded. I pushed past both of them and ran away, sobbing. Roger came running after me, and he was the only one that did. Once he caught up to me, he grabbed onto me to stop me and pulled me into a hug. "Don't listen to Brian. He's angry and being a twat," Roger said, me still absolutely sobbing. Once I had mostly calmed down, I pulled away from the hug and wiped my tears. I looked up at Roger and then remembered something. I still hadn't told Brian I was pregnant. Roger could tell something popped into my head. "What? What is it?" he asked me. "I still haven't told Brian I was pregnant. Jesus, why is he always the last to know absolutely everything," I said, before Roger smiled. Then, Brian came over to us. He tried to say hi to me but I was absolutely not in the mood for that so I just looked away. He rolled his eyes. "Rog, I need to talk to you. Privately," he said before they went in a 'private' area, but I could still hear them. "You've got to stop treating y/n like a child," Brian started. "You know what I'm starting to think this is a huge waste of time," Roger says. All of a sudden I barged in. "YOU KNOW WHAT, BRIAN? FUCK OFF. JUST FUCK OFF. KICK ME OUT OF THE BAND I DON'T CARE. GO FIND SOMEONE NEW JUST SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH. OH ALSO I'M PREGNANT, AGAIN YOUR THE LAST TO KNOW BECAUSE NO ONE LIKES YOU," I said before turning around and walking away. Roger followed me and put his arm around me. "Why is Brian such a fucking dick I hope he dies," i said. "Okay let's calm down let's not wish death on people," Roger said. "Sorry, I'm just pissed at him. Like, can he just shut the fuck up every once in a while?" I said, turning my head to look up at Roger. "Yeah, I know. Just ignore him," he said before we went back home.

It was that night and all of a sudden we got a call. I was about to get up but before I could Roger was already at the phone. "Who is it?" I mouthed. "It's Brian," he mouthed back. After the phone call, I started to ask him everything. "What did he say?" I said. "He apologised. You should be grateful that is not a Brian thing," he said. "Wow. I'm lucky," I said, smiling. "Also, I'm sorry about today. I was shit I'm sorry," I said. "No, it's fine. I understand, it was too much pressure," he said, before pulling me in for a kiss. "I love you," I said. "I love you too," he replied. "Okay I'm really tired. I know it's only ten but can we go to sleep!" I said. "Of course, anything for you," he said before laying down and me laying down beside him. I turned onto my side and he put his arm around me, just like always. I then fell asleep.

It's nearly over omg. A few chapters left ig and it's done. Also, this is very late, but sorry if I'm a shitty writer, this is my first fanfic.