Roger Taylor Imagines

Dont sleep with strangers! Yeah right...

This song played during the best part in the story (Thinking out loud by Ed  Sheeran). Guess which one it isss aaa 😍
Breathing heavily i stumbled into my yert, chuckling to myself in the dark. The moon was barely illuminating but still helping me see.
"Ahaha I have to admit. That was fun." I said to myself taking my shirt over my head along with my flared jeans. "Although, tommorrow, is a new big day, have to get rest or regret it." I said throwing myself onto the flat sheets.

"Well thanks for waking me up."

A familiar voice said beside me as the person rose up onto their side to look at me. I shrieked quickly getting up and covering my chest with my shirt. I was only in a tank top and panties and seeing a stranger...well, not a complete stranger. Roger had big baby blue eyes and beautifal long golden hair.
"What are you doing in my yert?!" I asked.

"Well, this is supposed to be mine but im not the one to judge." Roger said.
He was sitting up now his bottom half covered with a blanket and oh jeez. His chest was bare.
"Heyyy wait your that girl with the evil stepmother." He said jokingly and i cracked a smile. He, earlier in the day, helped me with some luggage that got stuck in a pile of deep mud. After he did I started walking back to my bestfriend who was yelling like a maniac in the air holding pairs of boots and clothes for me to wear.

"Its Roger."
He said from behind me.
"By the way." He said to himself, obviously staring at me with a smirk.
I thanked him a couple of time cuz my dumbself isnt very understandable.

"Must be hard." He said snapping me back into reality. I still had my shirt over my chest, protectively.

"Maybe I can help you."

I stared at him, lips parted a bit seeing his cute ass smirk.

Sophias pov:

"EMMAAA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUU! IMMMM WASTEEDDD! AHHHH!" She screamed rolling inside the big human sized hamsterball and accidentally knocking those small bathroom stalls over.

My pov:
We made out passionetly, rolling on the soft sheets. He scrunched my tank top around my stomach wanting it off. Scratching his bare back I moaned into the kiss as he moved down to my jawline and neck to leave marks.
"Fucking hell..." I breathed out catching my breath. Wrapping my legs around his waist I heard him against the soft hot skin of my neck.

"Your so hot." He said sighing heavily, picking his head up a bit with my hands.
Staring into each others eyes I bit my lip, smashing our lips back together.
I didnt even care that im making out with a complete stranger, not even in the slightest.
"So are you Rog." I whispered back.

God yes he is. Hes so damn sexy.

The next morning...

My head hurt a bit as I opened my eyes. It took me a minute but I came to me senses, seeing my surroundings. Oh god! I just slept with a complete stranger!

Getting out from the sheets, I took my bra and panties from the place they were thrown to and the outfit I wore last night.
Opening the yert and peeking outside I needed to find Sophia.

"Soph."

"Sophh."

"Soph?" I called out for her tiredly peeking inside a yert.

I didnt see Roger that day but before I left my yert, well Rogers yert I left him a note with my number on it.

Rogers pov:
"Good morninggg, uhh?" He came in through the yert with something behind his back and raising an eyebrow. He didnt see me anywhere but noticed a note lying on the bed.

Reading it carefully:
Heyyy Roger.
Its Ema if your wondering. Sorry I left so early, didnt wake up next to you. Thought you left...if you find this note feel free to call me.
Thanks for the great night ;)
Ema :P
* my number*
______
Putting the note down he sighed and stuffed it in his pocket. He was definitly calling me after this. He could not just, not call me. Looking at the rose in his hand he sighed.

My pov:
After the big festival, Sophia and I travelled back to London. I thought Roger wouldnt even come back to the yert to see the note and honestly. I wanted him to see it. I told her everhthing that happend and she was ecstatic.

My phone woke me up and I groaned rolling in bed. Answering it, it was Sophia.
"JUST TURN THE TV ON! TURN IT ON! NOW NOW! QUICK!" She said excitedly and I took the remote turning it on and immediately recognizing him.

Roger smiled at the camera with 3 other men.
"YOU JUST SLEPT WITH A FUCKING ROCKSTAR! AAAAAAAAAAA." She screamed in my ear and I quickly put the phone back onto the receiver. Flopping back on the bed I looked at the Tv still seeing those 4 men. Roger Taylor.

Queen? Hm.

Who did I sleep with?