Keep Yourself Alive - Roger Taylor

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We pulled apart after a good few minutes of snogging and I looked at him with wide eyes.

"What does this mean? How are we going to tell the others?" I asked, pushing myself off him in worry.

"Hey hey hey, love. Don't worry about stuff like that yet. We don't have to tell-"

"Finally! We thought it would never fucking happen, dears" Freddie grinned, and I both internally and externally cringed and threw my head back onto Rogers arm.

"What? I think it's marvellous" He grinned, sitting opposite us in the booth.

"Okay Freddie, you saw. But you can't tell anybody, okay? It's not that we're embarrassed but we don't want it to ruin the atmosphere" I pleaded.

"Oh darling, they already know. It was all Mary really she told us to go over there and watch you to-" he started, but Mary rushed over and interrupted.

"To make sure you didn't get left alone!" She finished quickly, rushing over to the booth.

"Yeah, very good Mary. Thanks a lot" I laughed, rolling my eyes.

"Sorry" she said worriedly.

"Don't worry about it" I sighed, laughing at her worried face.

"So what's been happening with you two then?" She smirked over at us.

Roger wrapped his arm around me lazily and took a swig of his beer.

"Well we've only kissed a few times, nothing else" I said awkwardly as the whole group listened on.

"So we're just taking it slow" Roger shrugged, and I nodded in agreement.

"Ah, I see" Freddie smirked mischievously.

We all ended up actually dancing this time, and Brian wasn't currently spinning me around.

I would say that Brian is my closest friend in the band, as he was there since the beginning and even though I met Freddie first, he was always with Mary which left me more time for the other three.

"So? You and Taylor eh?" He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

I looked over at Roger who was at the bar downing another pint of beer.

"Well, we've only kissed Brian it's not like we're together" I said truthfully.

"But you want to be? Right?" He pushed.

"I- I don't know" I answered honestly.

"Well you know I'm always here for you Rose, if he hurts you I don't care if he's my best friend. He'll be getting it" he laughed, holding up his fist.

It was strange to see Brian being so protective and masculine, because he is such a calm and sweet man usually.

"Don't worry about me, Bri" I giggled, nudging him lightly.

"You know I always will" he smiled back at me.

We ended up going from club to club all night, with no care in the world about how we were getting home or any practicalities we hadn't sorted out yet.

It was about five in the morning though, and we were all absolutely worn out. All of us were drunk out of our minds, and we all tried desperately to keep each other up right.

It was really good actually, as it made me forget all of my worries like: my family, my flat and trying to forget any memories of when I got drugged forever. A lot had happened in the last few months of my life, and I wasn't going to let that ruin tonight's party, which is why it was so much better that I was absolutely shit faced.

Freddie and Roger suddenly got up to go somewhere, drunkenly stumbling away as we sipped on our drinks.

"Oh Brian. I love your hair. Has anybody ever told you that-" I began, but he rudely interrupted me.

"That I look like a poodle? Yes" He scoffed, but still kept his signature smile.

"I was going to say sheep, but poodle works too" I giggled drunkenly.

"Are you okay Rose?" John asked politely, clearly not as drunk as I thought he was.

"What? Me? I am the best I have been for months, but we're all shit faced anyway so let's party!" I slurred, raising my glass.

"Rose... there's only you that's actually that drunk. Well and Roger, but that's a given" Mary said, trying to suppress her laughter.

"Oh. Well now I feel lonely" I huffed, shrugging my arms together.

"Aw, don't worry. We like drunk Rose, drunk Rose is very entertaining actually" John chuckled taking a sip of his beer.

"Whatever" I said, downing the rest of my red wine.

"No more for you though" Brian said in a fatherly manner.

"Fair enough" I said, leaning back into my chair.

Suddenly, Mary's eyes widened, along with the rest of the lads when they saw something behind me. I began to spin around slowly, as my head is pounding and if I spin too quickly I will literally pass out on the floor.

"No! I mean, no- let her have another drink Bri, she's not that bad" Mary smiled, but was clearly hiding something.

I may be drunk, but I can tell when someone is lying.

"Guys, What is it?" I asked seriously now.

She looked defeated, but I turned round anyway. What I saw made me wish that I'd never even thought about peeking.

It was Roger, snogging another girl.

The site made me feel sober instantly. Not only that but my heart felt like it stopped for a moment, and I turned back to the group sombrely and grabbed Johns beer, who didn't flinch as I chugged it back with ease.

"Rose? Are you okay?" Mary asked.

"I'm fine, guys. We are not girlfriend and boyfriend. It's probably for the best really" I sighed.

"I'm talking to him in the morning" Brian said with venom laced into every word.

"Bri, what's the point? He's a womaniser, we all know that. I fell for it, now look at me. It's completely my fault, I mean we all know what he's like" I laughed, but it was all to hide the pain that was penetrating my chest.

"I'm still having a word" He said.

"I'm going to get a taxi. Is anyone coming?" I asked, still keeping my voice steady and showing no signs of anger or sadness.

They all nodded and followed me out, and the last thing I saw was Roger still snogging the girl.