Nancy - an ice cream togheter

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It was a Monday afternoon and I had just finished lunch. The others had given me another one of their scoldings about how I shouldn't have done what I did.

I knew full well that EVERY one of them would have done it for me. If it had been up to Jes, she would have even been the one to ask Roger to fuck her; Rachel would have gladly done it again; Kiara... Well yes, maybe she wouldn't have done it... But in the end John would have convinced her anyway.

I don't understand what the problem is: I was drunk and on top of that Freddie is a nice guy. What did I do that was so bad? This story of rivalries couldn't go on much longer. Why couldn't I date the boy I liked? I am 18 years old and I am the oldest and wisest among them; I know very well what to do and what not! They had criticized me all the time, for just one night of fun. Plus, I can't even say that night wasn't beautiful... Looking back on it now, I said and thought some really cringe things. But it was a lot of fun.

As I headed to mine and Jessie's room, I got a notification.

They were messages from an unknown number


Hey, leader.

How are you? We haven't seen each other for soooo long. How about an ice cream together? Just to talk a little about our issue and solve some little problems... I didn't say anything to the others and I hope you did the same with your sisters. Remember: always you and me. I'm waiting for you at the ice cream shop, darling.

Freddie


How the fuck did he get my number??? Hm... And the end I didn't care.

If I had accepted, the others would surely have killed me.

If I hadn't accepted... I don't know what would have happened.

Probably nothing.

For this reason, I immediately headed towards the ice cream shop. I really loved ice cream, so why did I have to refuse? Ahh I know what you're all thinking: "You definitely want to do it again." Actually... maybe. But this time I would have been more lucid and discreet, since I wasn't drunk. Or maybe yes: I was drunk on Freddie.




<Do you like chocolate and hazelnut?> he asked me, giving me a cup of ice cream.

<Yes!!! Thank you very much> I replied swallowing half of it in just a spoonful.

He looked at me with an amused expression, as if I were a kindergartner. Only at that point, I realized that I had become extremely childish and unprofessional. At school, my classmates always made fun of me for the way I ate, so I think that it was my insicurity. We were next to each other on a sofa in the ice cream shop. I wiped my mouth and bowed my head.

<Have the people ever told you that you're very moody?> he then asked me. I shook my head.

<Just three days ago, you wanted me to never stop fucking you, darling... We was in my bed and you were complitly enojoying. And today you are here, as usual. Yet I like both of your personalities> Mercury explained.

They had never told me this. Maybe, only after 5 days of knowing him, I was already starting to freak out. I don't know... I would have rather called it a "disease" of attraction towards Freddie. But it was still fine.

<What did you want to talk about?> I tried to change the subject smirking. He laughed once again.

<So... Queen wanted to inform you, that soon there will be no blogs to be afraid of anymore. We will destroy everything>

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