It's All So Beautiful *Roger Taylor Fanfic*

It Ain't Dangerous.... Enough For Me

*Rogers POV*

"I love you Roger."

I felt my heart nearly burst out of my chest once she said that. I didn't actually think she would say it. 

I smiled as I felt tears prickle my eyes again.

"God, I'm such a baby," I mumbled, wiping them.

"Yes and you're my baby." Megan replied, holding my hand and playing with my fingers.

I smiled at her.

All the people in the cafe were still looking at us so I stood up.

"I got her!!" I shouted triumphantly and they all cheered.

I looked down at Megan and she covered her face in embarrasment but I pulled her up with me and everyone started chanting "Kiss! Kiss!" In their German accents.

So, I looked at Megan again and she wrapped her arms around my neck, I put mine around her waist and she put her lips to mine while the people in the cafe cheered and whistled.

I missed the feeling of her lips and I missed the feeling of just her in general. To feel her arms around my neck, and to feel my arms around her waist gave me butterflies.

We pulled away from each other and sat back down across from each other and everyone else went back to their tables.

"Let's get out of here..." she said to me and I quickly stood up, went over to her chair and put my hand out to her. She took my hand and I pulled her up, just like a gentleman. I offered my hand to her and she quickly accepted, placing her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers.

We walked out of the cafe and onto the main sidewalk, walking back to my house.

I gently swung her arm as we walked.

"I'm so happy you love me." I blurted out and she started giggling.

"Roger, you're so random." She told me and I nodded.

I noticed it had gotten darker and the sun went in behind a cloud. Then I felt small and light drops of rain land on my head. It started to get heavier until hailstones and pouring rain came down.

We were getting drenched so I pulled Megan into a short alleyway in between two shops and we were sheltered. She was standing close beside me and I could feel her shivering.

I put my arm around her shoulders and my other one around her waist and put my lips on the top of her head, trying to warm her up. She put her arms around my waist and her face into my chest.

"Are you okay?" I shouted over the pouring rain.

She nodded into my shirt.

I knew she would catch her death wearing only her short sleeved top so I disentangled us and ran out of the alley.

"Where are you going?" She asked, fearfully.

*Megan's POV*

I waited for Roger to come back and I stood against the alley wall, rubbing my arms in an attempt to make the goosebumps on my arms subside.

Eventually Roger came running back into the alley way, absolutely soaked, holding a huge black trenchcoat. He wrapped it around me and pulled me close to him again.

"Wait," I said. "What about you?"

He looked down at me. "I'm okay. I've got long sleeves. You don't."

"Roger, you're wearing a shirt for crying out loud. Come on, get in the coat aswell."

He let go of me and I held out the rest of the huge coat to him. He got in and we both held onto it, looking out to see the rain still pouring down.