It's All So Beautiful *Roger Taylor Fanfic*

One Spark To The Horizon Wide

*2nd of May 1975*
**Rogers POV**
I woke up in my bed in my parents' house. At first I was confused as to why I was there and then I remembered: my mother was ill. I was so very worried about her. I never told her that I was sorry for everything I said. And now she was sick, I may never get the chance to. A mother is a mother. She did some pretty terrible things to me but I loved her no matter what because a boy's first love is his mother.

I lay in bed and shifted slightly, careful as to not wake up Megan and Elly and Aidan. They were asleep on the floor. Megan was curled in a ball like she always was, Aidan was sleeping close beside her with his arms spread out and Elly Mae was the other side of her, but pressed up tight against her. I knew I should have given them my bed but Megan refused.

I tried to get my watch off the bedside table to check the time, but I couldn't do it quietly. I slowly extended my arm trying not to disturb their sleep. I was watching them carefully as I did it. I supposed I was watching them too carefully, because I stretched out too far and fell straight out of the bed.

I landed heavily on my shoulder and tried not to curse in pain. Megan started to shuffle but she didn't awaken. I picked up my watch and saw it was 10 o'clock. I found it very unusual for Megan to still be asleep at this time. I stood up, rubbed my sore shoulder, stepped over my family and went downstairs.

My dad was sitting in the kitchen at the table drinking tea when I came in. "Morning Roger, do you want some tea?" He asked. "Yeah please." I replied. He saw me rubbing my shoulder and wincing. "You want some paracetamol?" He asked. I nodded back at him. He gave me two tablets and a glass of water. "Wheres Megan?" He asked as I took the tablets. "She's still in bed." I answered. "I heard her get up several times during the night. Is she okay?" Asked my father. "Yeah yeah, she's fine." I answered. I heard footsteps down the stairs. It was Megan and she came in looking exhausted. "Morning." She mumbled. She was dressed but she didn't brush her hair and her eyes were drooping. "Tea?" Asked my father. "Yes, please Michael, thank you." She said as she sat down beside me. "You okay?" I asked. "No," she said. "I didn't get much sleep last night. I was too hot, too cold, then I was scared to sleep in case I hurt the kids in the night." "I knew I should have given you my bed but you wouldnt take it!" I said. "Well, you needed some rest after yesterday." She said, rubbing my shoulder. "Owowowow!!!!" I shouted. She yanked her hand away. "Oh god! I'm so sorry are you alright?? What happened?" She said, flustered. "I fell out of bed this morning." I said, rubbing my shoulder, gently. The paracetamol hadn't kicked in yet.

I checked the date and I realised that I was supposed to go into the studio with the boys today. I never thought to cancel on them so I had to ring from my parents phone in the hall. I rang Freddie, no answer, it was too early for him, then I rang John.
John: "hello? Who is this?"
Roger: Hi john it's me."
J: "is everything okay roger?"
R: yeah I'm just calling to let you know I'm not coming to practice today. My mother's ill.
J: Oh no! Is she alright?
R: she's stable.
J: well I'm not actually going to practice either today so you'll have to ring Brian or Freddie.....
R: okay, see ya.
J: Bye.

That was probably the most conversation I ever got out of John in my few years of knowing him. He was very very shy and quiet but he was a nice guy. I had to call Brian to let him know.

Brian: Hello?
Roger: Hi it's Roger.
B: Oh roger, how are you, what's going on?
R: I'm fine, my mother's in hospital and I'm in Truro right now so I won't be coming to the studio today.
B: Oh Jesus! Is she okay?
R: she's in a coma I think but she's stable enough. I think she'll be okay.
B: Oh god I hope she is. I send my best regards Roger.
R: thanks Bri, that means a lot.
B: how's Megan?
R: she's good, we're doing great now thank god.
B: that's really good.
R: yeah it is. Anyways I have to go. Bye.
B: bye.

I finally got out of going to the studio but it was in vain. I was so worried about my mother. My father got a call to say she was moving a bit and I was overjoyed. The idea of her waking up made me so happy and excited. All I wanted to do was hug her and tell her how sorry I was.

A/N: okay this chapter was crap! 😂 if there's anything you want to see in this story PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT BELOW and tell me your ideas! They are very much appreciated and always wonderful.