im in love with my car (roger x car)

Finding the Potential Car

*Rog's POV*

It was the next morning. I yelled quite loudly, trying to yawn, but then it turned into a whole mess. I eventually got up, sighing for a long time. I got up and actually used my legs to take me to the bathroom. I uRiNaTeD into the toilet and washed my hands, my legs taking me to the kitchen.

I made myself some coffee. I sat down as I waited for the water to boil up, and reminisced about when I used to go out to Eleanor and work on her, fixing her up, and drank coffee as I smelled the gas leave her engine. I missed that. The water was ready and i fixed up my coffee, walking to the living room. I turned on the news, seeing the headline, 'QUEEN'S 'ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST' HITS #1'. I couldn't move. I silently screamed and hit my pillow. I rang up Freddie.

"FREDDIE." I yelled. "Yes, dear?" He calmly replied. I could hear his opera music in the background. "TURN ON THE NEWS!11!!" "Okay.." He suspiciously answered. I heard his deep breathing stop. "Did you see it?!" I excitedly yelled. "HOLY SHIT, ROGGIE!! OH FUCK.. WE HAVE TO CALL JOHN ON THIS ONE, HE CAME UP WITH THE SONG." Freddie hung up on me. I blankly stared at the TV. I couldn't believe it. I called up Brian, telling him the news.

"Bri?? BRIAN." I yelled. "Oh shit.. What's wrong?" He groggily asked; he clearly hasn't completely woken up yet. "Another One Bites The Dust hit number 1!!" I cheerfully said to him, trying to contain my excitement. "Wait what- ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME?? ROGER IF I FIND OUT YOU'RE PLAYING AROUND I WILL PERSONALLY MAKE FREDDIE KICK YOU OUT AGAIN." He yelled, obviously playing around.. I think. "IM NOT, TURN ON THE NEWS, SMART ONE." I rolled my eyes. "Oh yeah." He giggled. I scoffed, smiling wide. "HOLY FUCK ROGGIE. WE HIT #1-" He excitedly yelled. "I KNOW, BRI, I TOLD YOU." "OH SHUT UP AND CELEBRATE. JUST BE GLAD IT WASN'T ONE OF MY SONGS THAT HIT #1, OTHERWISE I WOULD'VE BEEN ALL UP ON YOU ABOUT THIS." "Oh but I like it when you're all up on me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)." I seductively responded. He sighed, "Rog?" "Yeah?" "Go to the dealership and look for a new car." He sounded rather disappointed. "Okay, bye, I love you." "Mhm." He hung up.

But that did actually remind me to go to the dealership. I quickly ran up the stairs and got dressed into a dark blue button up with a leather jacket, and some black skinny jeans. I brushed my teeth and looked into the mirror. My goodness I was hot.. I brushed my hair awkwardly, trying to find my shoes. I finally found them and I slipped them on, grabbing my house keys. Shit.. I didn't have a car anymore.

"JOHN. DEAKY-" I yelled into the phone. "Um.. Hi, Rog?" He cleared his throat. "Oh yeah, heh, sorry.. Um, can you drive me to the dealership that's by the mart on 13th street?" "Well, I don't know, Roger, I'm quite busy toda-" "I'll pay you." "So that's the dealership by 13th street, right? I'll be right there to pick you up!" And then Deaky hung up. Great, now I had to look for money.

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John eventually came and picked me up, "Get in, Loser, we're going car dealin'." He giggled. This did, however, make me horny. im kIDDING, it made me laugh. I hopped to the passenger side, but noticed that someone else had taken my spot.

"Sorry darling, but I beat you to it."

It was Freddie. I closed my eyes- wHy DiD tHiS aLwAyS hAvE tO hApPeN tO mE? "Fine." I groaned, climbing into the back, dodging all of the recently built amps. They were bits and bobs of amps, to correct myself.

"I feel like a taxi driver!" John giggled. "You are a taxi driver, honey. Might as well be the best damn driver there is and get us to where we want to go if you want a tip." Freddie snapped at him. "Ay, what's wrong with you?" I curiously asked. "Fred's havin' a bit of trouble with Mr. Paul Prenter." John answered for me. I always hated Paul. "Just fire him, Freddie. You know he's a bad influence, just stop pretending he's not." "No, he's not! I told you all quite clearly that I really didn't want any of you to know, but he's my manager, so it had to come out one way or another." He really did seem to be in a bad mood.

The rest of the ride to the dealership was awkward and silent, John silently humming to himself was really the only source of music. I got out, walking to the driver's side as John rolled down his window. I handed him the money, "You know, Fred? You're turning against all of us because of Paul. He's telling you things he shouldn't. And it's starting to make you think."

John quickly rolled the window back up before I got the chance to hear Freddie's reply; and thank god he did. 

I looked around for a bit before going inside. All I saw were the same cars as yesterday. As I walked around, I found it amusing that some people in this city would even think of buying these ugly cars. But then I found one that I couldn't imagine would even exist.

And she looked so much better than Eleanor.

A/N: oklook this chapter sucked and it's long and im sorry for that