Good Company - Queen Fanfiction

The Rest of the Story

For those of you invested, here is in short what I planned the rest of the story to be along with some personal commentary.

Chapter 23 was to be a collection of various dates, a few of the banalities of tour. Also Freddie flirting with Alex and such. Then a week or so would past and the other lads went out to town with Alex. Freddie got mad he wasn't invited and caused a ruckus, upsetting Alex. Roger stood up for her and sorted things out with Freddie, including waking him up to the fact Alex really likes him. There was gonna be a sweet moment where Freddie was like "but im not enough. She deserves more" and all that kind of sappy goodness.

In chapter 24, Alex is upset but gets over it quickly. Freddie on the otherhand avoids her, conflicted about what Roger told him, for a few days. Paul Prenter skulks about him which makes Alex feel confused and angry. Eventually the final show comes around and afterwards there's a party in the hotel. Prenter is glued to Freddie's side and Alex gets sick of Freddie avoiding her like the plague. She finally grabs hold of him and asks what the deal is.

Here's an excerpt I wrote literally almost two years ago:

"What is your problem? You go from asking my opinion Every time you try something different and inviting me to dinner, to totally ignoring me and pretending I'm not there. And that bloody Prenter has been hovering around you like a fly to shit."
"I'd prefer you didn't liken me to faeces."
"Not the point. What have I done?"
"You haven't done anything okay? Paul just said that he felt left out because I was spending all my time with you and not with him. I didn't mean to completely ignore you."
"I have been walking over to talk to you all night and Paul has been dragging you away and you give me the guiltiest look. What's really the issue?"
"Paul is one of my closest friends and he said... Well he said that he thought I shouldn't spend too much time with you."
"What? Why not?"
"I don't know, he said something about me not getting hurt. It was dumb I shouldn't have listened."
"Look Freddie, it's okay and I forgive you. But I promise you I will never hurt you."
"Thanks Alex. You're a really great... Friend. Yeah friend."
I don't know what it was, but when he said friend it felt like I was stabbed in the gut. Of course I'm his friend, and a fantastic one at that.

So average I know but hey, I was but a wee girl. Anyway to continue what was going on.

Alex leaves the party and goes to her room, but can't sleep. A few hours later Freddie turns up, reasonably plastered. They decide to go out and walk around for a bit. Then this dramatic scene I also wrote, took place in the middle of an empty road, in the pouring rain.

I look up at him and his expression is dead serious. His eyebrows are knitted together and his frown lines are particularly defined. His hair is flattened on his head with the rain and the fluffiness is gone and his natural curls have replaced them. The water runs down his face, from his forehead down to his nose, gathering on his top lip and dripping off.
"Fame and success have brought me everything, except a loving, on-going relationship. I seem to eat people up and destroy them no matter how hard I try to make things work. Sometimes I wake up in a cold sweat, screaming with fear because I'm so alone. That's why I go out looking for someone who will love me, even if it's just for a one-night stand. I fall in love far too quickly, and I end up getting hurt and scarred. It seems I just can't win. But Alex over these last few weeks I have loved every second I have gotten to spend with you. You just being around makes everyone happier, especially me. I adore that you are so different to everybody else. You are a fan of our music, but you don't treat us like we are better than any other person. You are one of the most incredibly kind, selfless, lovely people I have ever met. And to be honest, of all people, I'd love to have my heart broken by you."
I'm not sure how to feel as he says all these things. Overwhelmed is the only word I can think of to aptly describe it. It's the kind of overwhelmed where you forget how to breathe, your heart aches for want of a person, and you don't know what you want from them, but need something.

Isn't that just ridiculous and overly intense. I loved writing it though, I'm an absolute sop. Also Freddie has sobered rather speedily?? Continuity goals.

Anyway they end up sharing a kiss and romance and all that. They go back to the hotel and on my original script, nothing was that steamy aside for taking wet clothes off. Utterly unrealistic when considering Freddie being an overtly sexual person. But then again he kind of was overtly gay yet I wrote this story with him as bisexual. (Btw while I do think it was likely he was gay now, we'll never truly know and I don't think it matters all that much). Also she kisses him again and their teeth smack into each other. It lightened the mood and was sweet, also realistic. Ive done it a fair few times on accident with my own girlfriend.

Basically from here they go home, lead their lives and Freddie and Alex fate. There are various small dramas to keep interest and that's that. I wrote all sorts of romantic bullshit that'd happen over the course of the few months. Then at the beginning of 1980, Alex and Freddie break up because of Freddie's substance abuse and such. Prenter inspires animosity in Freddie towards her and they don't have contact for a month or so. Then Alex sends a letter to him and clears things up. On May 6th that year they finallyncatch up properly, inspired by
Alex's inquiry to John about the song Need Your Loving, which in this was dedicated and written about her. Basically they get together again (exactly one year after their first kiss wow how clever).

That's essentially it, so there you go! There is the rest of Good Company which will never be written in full. The fact I wrote 22 chapters fully is amazing to me as is. I may never write on here again, who knows.