At 7:00, we begin to pick up band members for the performance at 8:30 pm. First, we pick up John from his Mum and Dad's house. He gets into the car, we go and pick up Freddie and Roger and head to the venue. It's not huuuge but it'll be great. We arrive at the hall and we see a few folk standing outside.
"Look! There's your fans!" I say pointing out the window.
"Yeah, all 7 of them." Roger says sarcastically. Brian parks the car and we all get out. (I have to heave myself. Being 8 months pregnant is difficult). The boys and myself walk into the building to try and find their 'dressing room'. We have 39 minutes until the boys are due to go on.
"I'm gonna try and find a loo in this place." I say, resting my hand on my bump.
"Okay, we'll we're gonna get changed and tune up." Freddie says, ripping his shirt off. I swiftly walk out of the room, looking for the direction of the toilet. I find it after 5 minutes. There are 3 girls in there, applying some makeup.
"Oh. Hi. I recognise you. You're going out with the guitarist that's playing tonight, aren't you?" One of the girls says. I chuckle.
"Yes I am. This baby's his, we live together and we're engaged." I say, pointing to my stomach.
"Aww, that's nice. My cousin was mates with him when he was about 16. It's Brian isn't it? Brian May?" She asks as I nod.
"Right, well, we'd better be off, have a nice night." One of the other girls says. Okayyy. That was.. odd. I go for a pee, wash my hands and exit the bathroom. Suddenly, I feel another, more severe pain going across my abdomen, similar to the pain I had earlier. I lean against the wall, clutching my stomach. Roger comes bustling round the corner, wearing a black shirt and a pair of jeans.
"Shit, are you alright?" He says, noticing me bent over.
"I think so. It's just my stoma-aah!" I feel another pain as I scream out...
"Rog, I think the baby's coming!" I exclaim as I feel liquid running down my leg.
"Shit!" Roger yells as he runs away.
"Rog! Where are you-?" I scream feeling another searing pain going across my stomach.
"I'm getting Brian!" He shouts back to me, running down the hall. I might be in complete writhing pain, but I've never seen Roger run before, so I'm laughing through the tears spilling down my face.
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Brian's POV-
Where the fuck is Roger? He went to find Lu ten minutes ago! He was the only one not busy, because me and John were needing to tune up, and Fred was busy being Fred, busy making himself look 'presentable'. Typical. C'mon Rog! Aha! Talk of the devil! Oh..he looks out of breath and full of panic.
"Roger, what's-?" I start, but get cut off pretty rapidly.
"Lucy.. Baby.. It's coming. Brian- You're going to be a dad soon, no, not soon.. Pronto! Come quickly!" He tries to say. My heart stops dead.
"Ayy, that's what she said!" Freddie snickers.
"NOW IS NOT THE TIME!!" I scream at Fred.
"Brian, please don't Panic. It'll all be fine. Go find Lucy and I'll ring an ambulance. Go!" John says to me, very calmly. I run out of the room, down the hall, following the signs to the toilets. I turn a corner to see Lucy bent over, clutching her stomach.
"Lucy! Oh my god! Have your waters gone? How far apart are your contractions? Can you feel the head?" I exclaim as I crouch down beside her. She looks at me as though I'm from another planet.
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"Hi, I'm Brian May"
FanfictionA girl called Lucy Watts meets a boy called Brian May In college [1969] and instantly hit off. Read more to find out what 'interesting' things happen to Lucy and Brian along the way. :)
