Under the Pillows - Queen

Sweet Dreams

Light touches across the exposed part of my back. I turn around and to my surprise it's Russell. He only makes looks of lust. I feel such a haze. My heart races and as he comes closer, I fall.

Awake now in a cold room but a warm bed. I sink back into the warmth and think about the dream. More or less a nightmare. I refuse the idea that I just had a sex dream about Russell. I turn and see my cloths shuffled everywhere over my room and remembered that we leave *Checking the clock* it was 9:10am and we needed to leave for Philadelphia at 11:00 am so I get up once again taking a shower quickly this time getting into travel clothes and packing up the rest and headed to the other boys rooms but there was a note on the door it reads "Our talk was cut short last night and I would surely like to finish it. I don't blame you, for I was there at the wrong time but I would quite like to get to know you. Sincerely Fred." I put it in my suitcase and put it aside for later. I didn't have time to think about boys' foolish games. I wanted to make sure everyone was packed and ready to leave. I go knocking door to door hoping to distract myself from Fred's letter. I have seen many sights but I will never get used to Brian's hair in the morning. Like I presumed, nobody else was ready; I hustled everyone out of bed and up to pack. When I went back to do a last check on my room I now see a clean room with everything empty and a vase of daffodils on the dining table. Nobody knew how much I love daffodils; they're so beautiful and how it looks like the sun; each pedal is like one ray smiling at you. As we got a move on down in the lobby everyone was there but me...I was the late one this time. They all start teasing me and pulling on my jacket saying things I would normally be saying to them.

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Hearing the scratchy radio voices and then the next song. "This ladies and gentlemen is an oldie but a goodie." as it plays Hound Dog by Elvis Presley. I've never talked with the lads about how much I love Elvis. Now thinking about it; Maybe when we are in Vegas we can go and see him play live! But we will never know what may come up or what not... AKA I forgot to bring it up. I hummed along as I looked at each tree passing by as quick as a flash.

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When we stopped for gas Freddie came up to me and was clearly trying to bring up the conversation we didn't finish last night; and if i'm being completely honest, I didn't want to talk about it right now. "Hey, I was questioning if you read my note or not. But by your body language right now I can tell you don't either care or want to talk about it. All I was trying to say last night was that backstage before Stillwater went on they were planning on hiding in Bri's dressing room to scare you and Penny. Luckily, I stopped by and told them you're not one to mess with." bouncing my head up and down and pushing out my lips and thinking on his words before I say " Thank you, but that doesn't help the fact that you were just in my room. You could have just told me like you are telling me now?" Freddy, obviously thinking about it, now put his hand up to his forehead and nodded. " Yes, now I can really see how I just wanted to put myself up for failure now. Sorry about that Jo dear." he giggled a little finishing his words.

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Working our way Philly Fred had gotten in the back with me. We both had been looking out the windows and tapping our feet to the music over the radio. Eventually I got tired and I fell asleep and when I woke up I realized I had rolled over onto Fred's shoulder, he didn't seem to mind so I fell back asleep.

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We stopped to eat before we got to the hotel. I got a sandwich and it was brilliant! So much cheese on steak, I should have known! This is America... I also have never seen John finish a plate of food so quickly.

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This hotel was not as great as the last. This time around checking in was long and drawn out. She just kept asking question after question! I got bored and left to sit outside. I sat down,closed my eyes and let my head rest on the wall behind me. As I hear "well well well". I didn't really care to know who it was so I kept my eyes shut. So the voice said "come on you can't despise me that much already! You have only talked to me like (a small pause for him to think)... like 2 times!". So I finally looked up and it was Russell standing over me with a little fake frown. I think 'nothing good can come from this'. I roll my eyes as he sits down next to me. I tilt my head to look at him as he does the same but I became flush and my cheeks were now red. I had butterflies, NO clue as to why it would be for Russell... I said "Well, hey there..." I say as I make my lips a line and widen my eyes. There wasn't much for me to say as when I would close my eyes I would see Him and I in my dream. When I finally looked over at him he was tapping his foot anxiously and looking up into the street lights, you know what he's not the ugliest of men... "Well with Stillwater being here as well, I don't think they would put any mind to which band is which *giggle* we could do so many bad things..." I look down realizing how idiotic I just sounded. I placed my head on my arms that were now on my news and I pulled them up to my chest. I think 'I could use a drink' as Russell says "*ha ha* yeah I guess so, I mean do you think Queen will miss their precious photographer for one night, this is me trying to ask if you would like to get out of here?" I looked up once again, actually considering it before. "We're all checked in, come on Jo! Oh, sorry am I interrupting something here, pretty girl?" Roger said; making me entirely too embarrassed to continue the night. "Coming Roger. Sorry, maybe another night?" I told him as he nodded.

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As soon as I reached the door and we were both inside I said "ROGER, I'm done... you can't do this at all anymore. I was completely and entirely EMBARRASSED. You know what, I'm too tired for this, I'm too tired of you." as Freddie walked over and said "What's going on over here?" I rolled my eyes and tried walking away before I could move much Brian and John walked over as well and blocked my way with questioning looks. "Princess thinks she's gonna toy with the competition!" Roger said with raised eyebrows and a flat smile. "What so I can't just TALK to Russell? And don't give me no 'well he is a man' bull shit. Brain, I'm a woman and I can handle it. *in a smaller giggly voice* it wouldn't be the first." I snort slightly and I push through them and try to head to my room as I hear. " Key" from Roger, I turn around with a frown and grab it from the front desk. Then avoiding all their words as it turns to mumbles entering my room finally.

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I open the mini bar and grab the crown. I grab the glass next to the sink as I realize I want ice. Finding my ice bucket I head to the ice machine. Turns out Freddie beat me there. With a lit cigarette in hand and filling his ice bucket with the other I say "Great minds think the same! or is it alike?" he chuckles and says "drinks? Yeah that and my feet, they have been in so much pain darling, those heels are everything and I won't give them up!" I nodded. He then asks "What is Russell saying? I mean he has you wrapped around his pretty little finger?" Rolling my eyes as I move to replace him and getting my ice; to then say. "Nothing and it's really none of you boy's business. I mean not to be that girl but I'm not attracted to every guy I meet." Fred raises his eyebrows, takes a breath from his mouth and bites his lip with a small smirk; ending our interaction with a little head nod and "Night, Pretty Girl." I really can't believe how many men I have on me. When I get back to my room I pour my drink and open my suitcase as I check my watch that I forgot about and see the time it is at home. I say to myself "I could use this" . I think as well about calling Mary but it's too late for me and I can get back to her later.

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I'm in bed again as I see Fred in front of me smoking out the open window in the room, he looks gorgeous. I've never looked at such a beautiful man. He was soft and raw, a loose shirt on, just staring out the window. I get up and go to him as I Hold him close and move his shirt down to kiss his shoulder and he kisses my forehead. I hear a knock on the door and head back into the bed not understanding what's next.Turning my head the room was empty as Roger comes in and crawls onto the bed as he bites his lip and stoops down and kisses me and pulls me closer to him by holding my back. With every eager kiss he brought a sense, He was sharp and confident, he knew how he wanted me, very sensual. Never breaking his studying look. Again I hear a sound come from the bathroom and all of a sudden the room was empty as Russell enters with just a towel around his waist not acknowledging me until he makes it to the bed. I moved to the middle and he laid his head in my lap. I played with his hair as he told me a story. With every look he gave me there was a slight smile and chuckle. His energy brought kindness and laughter. There was a moment after all of this. As I looked up, all three were in front of me and all gone and just saw my reflection. I was smiling and took a deep breath with nothing left to do. I saw myself fall through the sheets and into the air. As I woke up and sat up straight checking the time and lying back down immediately seeing it being 7:00 in the morning. 

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I'm pacing my room trying to come up with an idea on what that dream was about. I look at my watch again and think about how Mary is at work and how I need to wait another hour before I can call her. I purposefully fall onto my bed and turn to yell into my pillow. "ahhh why does this frustrate me so much!" I wanted to cry and scream and kick but I realized I could just go take a LONG shower.  

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*PS. that chapter was 1989 words for you Swifties!

Hey! I know it has been a year but my creative drive was down and I had been in a state of depression for a while. I hope you will give my story another chance as I continue my story! Love you all - Alice ❤️‍🩹