Pairing: Brian May x Reader
Summary: Princess Diana and the reader, best friends, embark on a much-needed holiday with Brian May. However, their peaceful getaway is disrupted by relentless paparazzi. Frustrated, the reader finally snaps and confronts the intrusive photographers.
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The sun was shining brightly as Princess Diana and you strolled along the picturesque beach, the sand warm beneath your feet. It had been a long time since the two of you had managed to escape the prying eyes of the public, and this holiday was a much-needed respite.
Brian May, the love of your life, walked beside you, his hand intertwined with yours. The three of you had become inseparable since you and Brian had started dating, and Diana had quickly become your closest confidante.
As you walked, laughter filled the air, and the worries of the world seemed to fade away. It was a rare moment of tranquility, and you cherished every second of it.
However, the peace was short-lived. The sound of camera shutters clicking and the distant shouts of paparazzi grew louder, shattering the serenity of the moment. You glanced at Diana, her face etched with frustration.
"They've found us again," she sighed, her voice tinged with disappointment.
Brian's grip on your hand tightened, his protective instincts kicking in. "We can't let them ruin our holiday," he said firmly.
Diana nodded, determination gleaming in her eyes. "You're right. We won't let them win."
The three of you continued walking, trying to ignore the swarm of photographers that had gathered nearby. But their presence was impossible to ignore, their lenses trained on you like vultures waiting for their prey.
As the paparazzi closed in, their invasive questions and relentless snapping of photos became too much to bear. The anger that had been simmering beneath the surface finally boiled over within you.
"Enough!" you shouted, your voice echoing across the beach. The paparazzi froze, their cameras momentarily forgotten.
"You've invaded our lives for far too long," you continued, your voice trembling with a mix of anger and frustration. "We deserve some privacy, just like anyone else. Can't you see that?"
The photographers exchanged glances, seemingly taken aback by your outburst. But before they could respond, Diana stepped forward, her regal presence commanding attention.
"You have no right to invade our personal lives," she declared, her voice carrying the weight of her royal status. "We are entitled to enjoy our holiday without being hounded by your cameras."
The paparazzi seemed momentarily stunned, their usual arrogance replaced by a hint of shame. Slowly, they began to disperse, their cameras lowered.
As the beach returned to a semblance of normalcy, Brian pulled you into a tight embrace, his arms providing solace and support. Diana joined the embrace, her presence a comforting reminder that you were not alone in this battle against intrusion.
"We did it," Brian whispered, his voice filled with pride. "We stood up to them."
You smiled, feeling a sense of victory wash over you. The paparazzi may have disrupted your holiday, but you had shown them that you were not to be trifled with.
Hand in hand, the three of you continued your walk along the beach, the weight of the world momentarily lifted from your shoulders. You knew that the paparazzi would always be lurking, but you also knew that you had the strength to face them head-on.
Together, you would protect your love, your friendship, and your right to privacy. And no amount of intrusive cameras could ever take that away from you.
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A/n: thank you so much for 146 views on my john Deacon x reader one shots, I weren't expecting that much!! I love you all<33
