-1975-
"No fucking way!" A familiar voice yelled as he bursted through the door only to find Brian and I naked in bed together. I slowly opened my eyes and saw none other than Roger Taylor snapping a picture of us.
"Fuck off, Taylor!" I snarled at the blonde and threw a pillow at him. "Now that's a keeper!" He looked at the picture and ran off. I rolled my eyes and looked over at Brian who was rolling his eyes too. He smiled when we made eye contact. "That's one way to wake up." He laughed. "What's the little bastard doing here anyway?" I asked. Brian shrugged, "He comes over a lot without telling me. He's here pretty often."
I yawn and stretch as I push the duvet off of me, exposing my bare skin to the cold air coming in through the window. I feel goosebumps rise on my skin. As I crawl out of bed, I ask Brian if he had a shirt I could wear downstairs. He points to the top drawer in his dresser. I dig through the clothing and find a T-shirt to throw on. I grab my underwear and slip that on right before I head downstairs.
Once in the kitchen, my eyes meet both John and Roger eating breakfast. "There's some bacon and eggs if you want some." John said sweetly. I smile and nod. "John, darling, you're too kind." I make myself a plate and sit next to Roger on the barstool. He turned to me and smirked. I elbowed him in the arm and he pushed my shoulder. We both laughed and continued eating.
"So how was it?" Roger asked with a smug smile plastered on his face. "I'm not saying anything." I wink at him. Roger rolls his eyes playfully. "C'mon, Lydia! I wanna hear all the details." I look around the room and see that John had gone into the living room, minding his own business. Roger and I were alone as far as I was concerned.
"Fine. But I'm only telling you because from what I experienced with you last night, you must not get to have an amazing sex life." I smirked. Roger suddenly looked offended. "Excuse me, doll face, you were begging for more the entire time." He gave me a naughty grin and I laughed at him. Suddenly, Brian came walking in with a big smile on his face.
"Someone's happy." Roger whispered to me. "I usually have that effect on people when they get to wake up in bed next to me." I wink.
"Morning, Brian." I smile. He puts some toast in the toaster and pours himself a glass of orange juice. "Morning." He smiles. "Brian! You're glowing! It's about time you get laid!" Roger cackled. "Oh really, Rog, when's the last time you had a good fuck?" Brian raised an eyebrow. I suddenly felt my face become hot as Roger's eyes rested upon me. I shook my head hoping he wouldn't mention last night at the club. "Well last night I found myself a lovely bird. She was practically begging for me." Roger smirked. I kicked his leg and he yelped in pain.
Brian looked at both of us suspiciously which made my stomach twist in knots. As Brian began walking over to where John was, he whispered in my ear, "I'm picking you up at eight o'clock tonight. Make sure you're ready." He then walked away like nothing, leaving me confused and filled with curiosity as to where he was taking me.
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"For fucks sake, Brian! She's not gonna want to listen to your stupid astrological shit." Roger said, reading a magazine. Brian rolled his eyes and took the magazine away from Roger, hitting his head with it.
"Well then what do I do?!" Brian panicked. "While you're laying beneath the stars, start making out with her and then fuck her senseless. Simple." Roger said casually.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Roger." Brian got up from the sofa and went to his room, falling to his bed where he inhaled Lydia's scent. He let out a loud groan of frustration. "I. Hate. Myself." He said into the pillow. "She makes me insane. She drives me crazy. I can't get her the fuck out of my head. All I want is her." Brian thought to himself.
Suddenly, a quiet John Deacon knocked on the door. "Brian? Can i come in?" He asked. "Yeah." Brian said loud enough for john to hear. The bassist opened the door and sat on the end of the bed. "What's wrong with you?" John asked, looking concerned. Still facedown on the pillow, Brian shrugged. "I'm taking Lydia to the park tonight to show her the lunar eclipse. Roger said I'm gonna bore her to death and I should just fuck her instead." John chuckled at Brian's response. "Don't worry, Bri. I'm sure she'll love it." John said reassuringly. He then left the room, leaving Brian alone with his overwhelming thoughts on the girl he's hopelessly fallen in love with.
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I heard the sound of a car pull up and looked outside the window to see Brian walk up to the front door. I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the last time deciding I was happy with the way I looked and headed to the front door to greet Brian.
Before I made it to the door, Eleanor stepped in front of me with a curious look on her face. "Where ya headed to?" She questioned. I smiled and bit my lip. "Eleanor, sweetheart, calm down and quit worrying about me. I'm going out with Brian and he didn't exactly say where." I winked and headed out to see Brian, leaving Eleanor speechless and annoyed.
I stepped outside where I was greeted by the tall guitarist. "Why hello, Brian. You're looking absolutely dashing." I said cheekily. He blushed and took hold of my hand. "Where we headed to?" I asked as we got into the car.
"To a place."
