You Take My Breath Away

Queen Month

So, it's been weeks since I've been in this hotel and I love it. The food is nice, the cleaning staff is nice, everyone is nice here. Someone actually knew me from somewhere cause they've seen my face before, but didn't know where. Anyway, guess what month it is. Guess what fucking month it is. It's August !! I'm literally freaking out, because I'll finally get to see Queen. Ever since my Dad showed me Roger Taylor, I fell in love with him. I asked what band he was in and he said Smile. He told me he was 18 in Smile. I was 16 at the time. I wasn't dating anyone at the time. I was single. Hell, I'm still single. I've never dated anyone. Probably because they find me ugly.

Anyway, it was 12:04 PM. I was sitting on my bed watching some TV show I can't remember, when I got a knock on my door. I'll be honest, I jumped a little after hearing that knock. I really don't know why it made me jump. I got up and answered the door and I was immediately surprised to see my parents. I was crying as I hugged them. I told them they didn't need to travel this far to see me. But, my Mom said they both missed me, and me Fangirling over Roger. I couldn't stop laughing after she mentioned my Fangirling over Roger. It really made me laugh.

I let them in, and we sat down on the couch. They were talking about how they saw Roger on TV, and they said it immediately reminded them of me. Dad said Mom cries every time she sees Roger on TV, or simply a picture of Roger. Because it reminds her of me. Dad even admitted that he got a little upset seeing Roger on TV, or pictures of him too. They really know how to remember me, don't they ?

After about an hour of catching up with stuff with my parents, they left around 2:00 PM. I resumed watching TV after they left. Then, I got a phone call. It was my friend, Debbie. She told me to turn on the News immediately. So, I obeyed and turned it on. It was about Queen canceling their concerts due to Brian falling ill with Hepatitis. The News reporters said it was from a dirty needle. I felt fresh tears rolling down my eyes. Not just cause I won't see Queen, but for Brian. I felt bad. They said he collapsed on stage and then Brian said it probably was from exhaustion. So, he went back to the hotel Queen was staying at. The next day, they said he was feeling much worse. His body aching so much. They said he dragged himself to a mirror, and was shocked to see his skin a ghastly yellow.

I turned off the TV instantly and sat on the couch while fresh tears rolled down from my shocked eyes. Then after a few minutes, I burst out crying. I couldn't stop. I was upset about Brian and upset that I won't see Queen. After an hour of crying, my friend Debbie called me back and said she felt really bad for me. She knew how excited I was for this 'greet and meet' from Queen. She also told me that Brian's in the hospital and will be staying there for a while. She said a while, because she doesn't know how long he'll be there. After talking on the phone with my friend, I burst into more fresh tears. After that, I packed up my stuff and started to head back home in Jersey.

I signed out of the hotel and left the building. I went to put all my stuff in my car. Then, I saw him. Him, as in Roger Taylor. Walking down the street by himself. No one at his side. No John, No Freddie, No security guard. Just him. I Fangirled. I felt like God did this for me, cause he knew what happened. So, I thank you God. I grabbed my camera, and ran up to him. I said hi very shyly. I wasn't used to saying 'hi' to celebrities. He said hi back to me with a smile on his face. His smile killed me. Ugh, it was too perfect. I asked for pictures, and he agreed to it. I took so much pictures of us two. But, he didn't mind it at all. I asked what he was doing here. He said he was walking back to his flat where Freddie and John are. I asked for his signature, and he signed my jacket. I still have that jacket till this day. It was never washed because it's perfectly clean. Especially when Roger touched it.

I told him how much I loved him. I asked him for his phone number. I had this feeling inside that he wouldn't give it to me. But shockingly, he did ! Then we said our goodbyes to each other and I ran back to my car. I put it in drive and I road back to my home in Jersey. Excited to tell my friends and my parents about what just happened.