YES I WROTE MORE MAYLOR CUZ WHY THE FUCK NOT
I can't deny my love for Brian anymore. Anytime he strokes that long, beautiful curly hair, oh dear God, I think, "How is a man this hot even possible?" I wish he'd stroke my ass like he played the Red Special.
I wonder if what it's like kissing a man. I wouldn't know, I've never tried. Freddie would know, I should ask him.
There he is. Right there. Sitting in that chair with the Red Special right in between his legs. God, what I wouldn't give to be that guitar sometimes. IT WAS TOUCHING HIS CROTCH, FOR FUCKS SAKES, ITS LIKE HES ASKING FOR IT
HE MIGHT AS WELL BE IN MY BEDROOM NAKED WITH A SIGN THAT SAYS, "FREE FUCKING"
Holy shit, what's wrong with me? Oh yeah, I'm in love with Brian, that's the thing wrong with me. This might explain why I always go from girl to girl. Because none of them satisfy me like Brian do.
I walked over to him, we were now abiut five feet apart. "Um, Bri?"
He looked up. "Yeah, Rog?"
"Could I, maybe, Maybe, maybe..." my voice trailed off.
"Did you just walk over here so you could turn my last name into a pun?"
"No..... I just...."
"Just...?"
"Brian, I- I love you."
He bent over in shock and his Special almost hit the floor until he grabbed it. "You- what?!?"
"I love you, Bri."
"I- bu- WHAT THE FUCK, ROGER"
"What?!"
"HOW CAN YOU LOVE ME, I HAVE A FAMILY, FOR GOD'S SAKES"
"I can't help it if I love you, Brian! You're acting like this is a bad thing!"
"OH NO, IM FINE, THIS IS ALL PEACHES AND CREAM, THIS IS GREAT, JUST FUCKING GREAT" He screamed sarcastically. This really hurt.
"What's the problem here?!"
"THE HELL YOU MEAN 'What's the problem'?!? THE PROBLEM IS, I CAN'T LOVE YOU, ROGER, I HAVE A FAMILY, I HAVE A WIFE"
"AND I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, BUT I STILL LOVE YOU"
"ITS DIFFERENT, ROGER"
"WHAT? WHATS DIFFERENT?"
"IM MARRIED, YOURE JUST WITH A GIRL, BESIDES, YOU MADE THE FIRST MOVE ANYWAYS"
All his words hit me like arrows. No, worse than arrows. Bullets. Knives. Every horrible feeling possible went through me at this moment.
"WELL IM SORRY IF IM THE BRAVER ONE TO ADMIT LOVE"
"THIS ISNT LOVE, ROGER, THIS IS SOME DAMN PRANK OR SOMETHING, BUT I DONT LOVE YOU"
He just shot me down. He was the fighter jet and I was King Kong. This hit me hard, but I wouldn't stop at this.
"YOU MIGHT LOVE ME, YOU JUST DONT KNOW" It's the best I could do. I had to get him to admit he loved me, because, deep down, I know he did. Ever since Smile, I knew we loved each other.
"I CANT LOVE YOU WHEN I LOVE SOMEONE ELSE"
"WELL, I GUESS IM SORRY"
"HOW CAN YOU EVEN SAY SOMETHING AS CRAZY AS 'I love you' TO ME, DID YOU NOT KNOW HOW ID REACT"
"I DIDNT KNOW HOE THE HELL YOUD REACT, BUT AT LEAST I WAS BRAVE ENOUGH"
"YKNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU, ROGER"
"I WISH YOU WOULD"
Suddenly, Freddie walked in the room holding a paper cup eith coffee steaming out of it. "What the hell is going on over here? John and I just grabbed coffee!" Then there was a sound of a small crash and the sound of liquid spilling.
"IM OKAY"
"Okay, maybe not so much the coffee part anymore, but still, what happened?!"
Brian and I looked at each other for a second until we broke eye contact.
"Oh, um, nothing, Freddie, we were just talking about something we saw in a late night movie."
"Didn't sound like it, but, to each his own." Freddie shrugged, setting the coffee on a table. "JOHN, DARLING, ARE YOU ALRIGHT" He shouted to John from the other room.
"I'M FINE, BUT THE COFFEE AND ROGERS BASS DRUM IS NOT"
My head perked up at the mention of my name and my drums. "JOHN, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY DRUMS" I shouted as I ran to the other room.
John lied in a mess of coffee and sat in my broken bass drum. My mouth hung open as the three coffee cups were strewn across the snare drums, the cymbals, the whole kit and kaboodle.
"Holy fu- JOHN"
"I'm sorry, Roger, it was a complete accident, I swear!"
"Well, I know you wouldn't do this on purpose," we all had a light chuckle and helped John up.
Maybe Brian wasn't supposed to love me back, but now, I didn't care. As long as we don't have hard feeling against each other and we can still be a band.
Hai so I'm working on another Maylor and stuff and I finished this so hope you liked it and if not, I don't really care, but thanks for reading this far cuz now I'm judt spouting off random babble yeah I should probably sleep
