The Killers - Part 2

chapter 19

Roger POV –

“ive been looking at houses with Freddie”

Tamarah announced as we walked down a street of liverpool, i had hold of Kyries hand, swinging it back and forth. We were walking to a restaurant from our last gig for two weeks, and celebrating before tomorrow with a casual dinner.

“but we aren’t buying one”

Freddie said, didn’t he know better, when one goes looking at houses, especially with a child on the way and you live in a apartment that is already full to the roof, it most definitely means you’re buying a house, i tried stifling my laughter unlike john and Brian who just burst out laughing their heads off by his statement.

“Freddie buddy, let me tell you something, when she says your just looking at houses”

Brian began to say before being cut off by john

“ your buying a house”

John said finishing off the sentence during fits of laughter as we continued to walk to the restaurant, even Tamarah herself was laughing, you could see we have infiltrated her plan, she knew exactly what she was doing.

“No im not”

Freddie interjected, trying to persuade us that he isn’t buying a house, i think he’d rather spend his money on her other than a house.

“Oh yes you are, where’s the little tyke gonna stay?”

I said, joining into the argument, proving a point in all this kafuffle of arguments over a house.

“In our room... im not buying a house, a cat, maybe but no house”

Fred said, trying to put an end to this discussion, getting highly annoyed at our comebacks that there is a house that he is going to be buying if not now, soon. The laughter faded as we continued to walk down the dark streets of Liverpool to the restaurant, the streets speckled with lights of dimly lit street lights, and it was deserted from that of anyone but the occasional one or two walking the streets.

“Oh, id check your receipts; you have a house coming your way”

John said, Freddie’s head snapped in his direction, just when we think all the arguing is over john just has to put his two senses in, just to annoy the hell out of Freddie. Everyone began to laugh at this, it was the best comeback john had made tonight, other than throwing peanuts in brains hair, which he still hasn’t noticed, because who would when you have ten minute long guitar solos you’d forget even if you did realise at the time it was happening

There was a flash of a camera, without a doubt they got a photo of me and my green hair, i snapped my head in the direction of the light, luckily my shades were on, that would’ve killed my eyes if not.

“do you bloody mind, haven’t you seen someone with green hair before!?”

I protested at the man hiding in the bush, he stood straight up when confronted and without any reluctance i took the camera from his hands and threw it onto the road, im fed up with the amount of people taking pictures just because of my hair, why would you do that, its horrible like this, but then again, it is Liverpool what do you expect.

He didn’t say a word, and a good thing he didn’t or he’d have a black and blue eye for a month.

“well if you read the instructions on the bottle then none of this would be happening roger”

Jo said laughing at how funny it was seeing me angry like this, any other time i wouldn’t give a damn about people taking photos or anything but like the way i am, its embarrassing, but at least i don’t look out of place with Freddie walking the streets of liverpool in his harlequin leotard and Brian and his fuzz bomb of hair, no not at all strange compared to them two.