I Really Love You

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*25th of June 1977*
**Megan's POV**

I woke up and looked to my left. Roger wasn't beside me. I was confused as to how he managed to leave the bed because he had been having trouble moving. I shrugged and turned over, closing my eyes in an attempt to get some sleep again.

However an "OH FUCK!" disturbed my slumber.

I jumped out of bed to see what was wrong but I bumped into Roger in the hallway and knocked him over. He fell back, his arms flailing, trying to regain balance. Unfortunately he landed on the ground with a thud. I got on the floor beside him. "ROGER! Are you alright??" I shouted. "Yeah I'm okay." He said, trying to get up. I pulled him up and brought him into our room.

"Why were you shouting?" I asked after I put him back in bed. "LOOK!" He shouted, pointing to his chin. "What, what's wrong?" I asked, pulling away his finger. I noticed a small red spot on his chin. "Is that it?" I asked, sighing. "What do you mean is that it!? It's a spot!" He exclaimed. "Exactly," I said. "It's just a spot. Get over yourself!" I plopped back down on the pillows and sighed.

After a few minutes of silence, Roger piped up. "Why do I have a spot though?" He asked. "There could be a number of reasons but hormones is the most likely one." I replied. "But I'm a man, I don't have hormones." He mumbled. "Roger, everyone has hormones. Testosterone is a hormone." I told him. "Oh okay." He said. I giggled at him. "What?" He asked. My giggling was irritating him. "Whaaaat?" He asked, pushing my shoulder. "Nothing." I replied, trying not to laugh. He closed his eyes again and I bursted out laughing at him. He rolled his eyes and got out of bed.

After I woke up from my extended nap I went into the kids' room to get them their breakfast. Much to my surprise, they weren't in their beds. I couldn't figure out how Roger was able to bring them downstairs.

As I was walking down the stairs, I heard Roger laugh out loud, something he rarely did. I stopped on the stairs to try and listen and see who it was.

"Stop Brian, please, I'm going to piss myself!" Said Freddie, followed by Brian's giggle. I walked into the kitchen where I was met with Freddie, Brian and Roger sitting around the table. Elly Mae was on Brian's knee and Aidan was on Freddies. "Morning guys." I said, walking across the kitchen. "Morning Megan." Said Brian and Freddie in unison. I went over to Roger and kissed his cheek. "Morning honey." I said to him. "Ughh," Freddie groaned. "You guys are too cute!" Both Roger and I giggled.

I made the guys breakfast and tea and we sat down. "So," started Freddie. "I'd like to get back into the studio and record another album." Brian rolled his eyes. "Freddie," Roger whined. "Thats the very last thing I want to do right now."

"I'm not saying we have to start now but I think we should be done by October." Said Freddie. Roger nearly choked on his tea. "October?!" He said in disbelief. Freddie nodded. "Megan," said Roger. "When will I be better?" I didn't know what to say. I thought about how long it would take him to heal. "Well your shoulder will be healed by the end of this month, and that's all you need for your record, your hip should be fine by..... the end of July. Maybe, I'm not sure."

"Well that's perfect!" Said Freddie. Roger groaned.

After the boys left, I went into the sitting room and cleaned up. I felt Roger come up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. "I love you." He whispered into my ear. "I love you too." I whispered back. He sat down on the couch, opened his legs and put me in between them. "Don't do that Roger, does it not hurt?" I asked. "No not really." He replied. "I like being close to you anyways." I got up and kissed his lips. He lay down on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I kissed him again. We removed our clothes and I took him into me. We both moaned in pleasure. After we were done he said: "Good thing I took that pain relief."

I knew he was really missing our intimate moments. Just then, I got a phone call from the hospital. They said Roger had an appointment today that he missed and he should come in at any time today. "Roger?" I called out to him from the hall. "Did you have an appointment today?" There was silence. "Shit!!" He shouted back.

We went out into the car and headed to the hospital. "How did you forget that Roger?" I asked. "No clue." He replied.

I waited in the waiting room while Roger went to his appointment. After a while he came back out and the doctor spoke to me. "Okay well Rogers shoulder is nearly healed, maybe a few more days and his hip should be back to normal by the end of next month. I gave him some extra pain relief as well." She told me.

Me and Roger walked out to the car. I took his crutches and put them in the boot. "How did you know when I would be healed?" Asked Roger when I got back into the car. "I was a nurse for over a year, Rog." I told him putting my seatbelt on. "You're so smart love." He told me. I smiled. "Thanks Roger."

When we got home I made us dinner and we watched television with the kids. When it got late I brought them upstairs and put them in bed. "Sweet dreams my angels." I told them, turning the lights off. I got into bed beside Roger and he was already fast asleep. I kissed his forehead and turned so my back was facing him. I felt his hand around my waist and his smile against my head.

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