It's a Secret

Take A Seat

The doorbell rung at exactly 5:30 pm. He was directly on time. I smiled as I pulled myself up off the couch to answer the door. I could hear him  shuffle his feet and let out a deep breath from the opposite side of the door. I placed my hand on the door and swung it open, revealing a jumpy drummer. I chuckled and stepped aside to let him in. "Come on in, take a seat. Fred called and told me Brian is having car problems, so he sent someone to go get him and it'll be some time." 

"Okay, no problem." I watched him walk over to the couch and sit on the middle cushion.

I walked into the kitchen and pretended to be busy so I could just watch him. He looked around the room and saw a picture I had of all of us after a show, he picked it up off the end table and stared at it. I could see a smile forming on his face and he sat it back down. He then began tapping a tune on his thigh and I recognized it to be one of our songs. 

"D'you remember when we took that?" I walked into the living room and gestured to the picture he was previously looking at. 

"It was after our first gig together... how could I forget." He looked longingly at the picture with a smile plastered on his face. He shook his head and chuckled. 

I chuckled and sat beside him. His body became somewhat stiff as soon as I sat down.

"I see you're feeling better." I was trying to break the awkward silence between us.

"Oh, yeah. After you left I took a nap and when I woke up, my headache was practically gone." He seemed to have become relaxed and we engaged in some small talk for a while. 

"Hey, we should get going. We don't want to be late!" He chuckled and nodded his head in agreement. 

He stood up and I held out my hand for him to help me up. My back was still a little sore from how I slept last night. He blushed a little and grabbed my hand, pulling me up to my feet. His hands were warm and clammy. 

"Thanks mate. My back has been killing me since I woke up this morning. The little couch of yours isn't as comfortable as it looks." We laughed for a moment and I heard him mumble something under his breath that sounded a lot like 'I hope you'll find my bed more comfortable', but I pretended as though I hadn't heard a thing. 

His comment had actually made me blush and I smiled to myself. Maybe I'll have that opportunity. I thought to myself.

Roger held my door open for me as we got into his car and headed to Freddie's. The car ride to Freddie's is short but with Roger driving, it's even shorter. He did sing a few songs along with the radio on the way, which I found to be incredibly cute. I just love his voice. I don't know why I've never really noticed these things about him before, but I'm glad I have now.