Calling All Boys (Queen)

Charlie 2.0.

Freddie's P.O.V.

At the new hotel, we had all decided to have a meal that night at the restaurant here...well, I say all...it was Alisons idea...

Apparently she wanted to meet us all properly seeing as though she would be spending a lot of time with all of us now that she was married to Brian.

Honestly, I would rather have drank a vial of poison to get out of such a situation, and I was trying to do everything in my power to make excuses up so I didn't have to go and watch Brian slap on a sickly sweet smile whilst his bimbo wife next to him couldn't keep her slimey hands off of him.

It was as if she knew I was watching, knew the effect it was having on me, as if she knew I would hate it every time she left a fingerprint on him.

I wonder how much she knew...I wonder if Brian's ever told her details?

I already knew that she was aware that at some point myself and Brian were together...but I wonder if she knew we were together over four fucking years? I wonder if she knew just how in love we were at one point...I wonder if she knew how hard I used to fuck him and how loud he used to moan my name...

"Freddie?" I had been distracted by a flashback of Brian in bed with me, when John suddenly woke me from my imagination.

I looked up, sat at the end of the table I was aware that everyone was now looking down the table at me, as if I was some kind of freak, I looked at Deaky.

He was smiling a little at me, knowing that I had completely zoned out because he knew I didn't want to be here, he was the one who had persuaded me to at least show my face...I didn't see why I had to, I wasn't going to make conversation with her...again, Deaky knew that.

He was probably the one that was trying the hardest with this Alison woman, he'd already told me he didn't like her from the get go, but he didn't make it as clear as I did, still made somewhat of an effort to make conversation with her at the table, ask her about their honeymoon and so on...to which she had answered, "Oh it was just perfect, everything about it, I would love to go back though, to see more of the place...we didn't really leave the room a lot..." she giggled and winked, making my stomach churn.

I had glanced at Brian at that point, he was red faced as he looked down at the table.
Brian hated it when people told other people his personal business...she must know that.

"I'm just popping up to my room to get a jacket, do you need me to grab anything of yours while I'm up there?" Deaky finally asked me.

"Oh, umm..." I stuck a hand into my pocket and found it was empty, "You couldn't just grab my wallet could you, dear? I'm going to need it later..."

"Sure, have you got your key?" He asked.

"In fact...I'll come with you!" I was about to get up from my seat when he put a firm hand on my shoulder, pushing me back down.

"Stay here." He said, sternly but playfully. He knew I was hating every second of this, but he also knew it would be good for me, to spend time with Brian in the room to get used to his presence again...and regretfully, to also become familiar with his wife.

Roger was also quiet, making more talk with the guitarist more than Alison, but he had overhead my short conversation with John.

"Where are you going later?" He asked, unsubtly so the newlyweds also heard his question and also turned their heads to look at me, to wait for my answer.

I looked up at him for a split second before looking down into my lap, "Out." I shrugged.

"To a club?" The drummer asked.