John Deacon imagines

The split

A/N: This is my last chapter of this book. I have been overwhelmed by the support i have gotten on this book, nearly 1.5K reads, wow! Anyways this chapter was suggested by a follower of mine amyschnapp (Sorry if i got your name wrong ahah). Amy, this is for you, enjoy! <3

We were called into the meeting room for 11am with this message:

I'd like everybody who recieves this to come to the EMI building in meeting room 6 at 11AM sharp, we have something very important to discuss

Many Thanks, Freddie

So we did as Freddie instructed and made our way to EMI. There was a deafening silence in the car on the way to the building because nobody knew what was happening. Recently after Paul started "managing" Freddie, he hadnt been the same.

Most weeks there was a huge party being held involving heavy amount of alcohol and sometimes even drugs, we wanted the old Freddie back, the Freddie that had a purpose and had a real devotion to music, we missed him.

Everybody silently sat down in a chair looking at Freddie standing up at the end of the table looking worn and tired. 

"Why did you bring us here, Fred?" Roger questioned Freddie. 

"Our band work has been stressing me out and im sure it has for you too. You must be sick of all the arguments, who wrote what, whats on the B-side, whos song gets on the album, all of it! Come on you must need a break, because I do" Freddie snapped.

"What are you suggesting Freddie?" John uttered as his grip on my hand intensified.

"I-" Freddie paused as a short silence immerged. "I signed a deal...for a solo album, two of them, back to back" He murmured. Seconds after, whispers were floating around the room, so many questions had to be answered. 

"You did what? How much did they pay you?" Brian asked. There was an ashamed and terrified look on Freddies face, like he regretted everything. But that expression soon changed when he mumbled the words, "F-four millio-n dollars, thats what they paid me, Im not looking back, I need space to grow.

We all put our heads in our hands in a cannon formation. Roger looked horrified. I hated to see everyone like this. I felt like running out of the room but i stayed there, gripping Johns hand tighter as he said it. 

"I cant beleive this, we're family, you cant leave us" John said. "We're not anymore, find a job that will pay you like mine" Freddie had a sour tone to his voice which plunged the room into silnce once again.

He stormed out of the room leaving the rest of the band shocked. John pulled me up and we left the building, passing Freddie on the way. 

Every time John was upset, I would take him down to the feild that he proposed to me in. He said it was his favourite place to go to. So when we got in the car, i said i would drive and we headed off. 

"y/n, where are you going? you just passed our street, love" John said to me. "We're going somewhere else John" I smiled at him as I pulled off near the entrance to the feild. 

"Oh you shouldnt have, i dont deserve you" John said with a happier expression. He took me to the bench we sat at as the sky got darker. "Once Paul is gone, he will realise how much he needs you, it isnt the end of Queen, he will come back i promise, he just needs time" I said before i kissed him on the lips, my cheeks heating up and he cupped my face. I fell asleep on his shoulder and he took me back to the car, leaving a kiss on my forehead.