Keep Yourself Alive - Roger Taylor

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Rogers hand was intertwined in mine, twiddling the ring on my finger delicately as we laid in bed.

"I don't want to go, I can't imagine leaving you" He mumbled into my hair, snaking his hand over my waist and rubbing circles into my stomach soothingly.

"Neither do I, but you'll have an amazing time babe" I mumbled back, sending him a small pout.

"Can't believe I have to leave tomorrow, 'm not ready" He grumbled, nuzzling his face into my neck.

"Well, it's probably going to be okay" I said unconvincingly, biting my lip.

"That is the biggest lie you've ever said, but you looked sexy when you bit your lip so I don't mind" He joked, pushing some stray pieces of hair from my face behind my ear.

"Sexy? I wouldn't say I look particularly sexy like this" I scoffed, looking down at the 8 month pregnancy stomach.

"Shut up, you look stunning Rose. You always do. It's sexy when you're pregnant too" He retaliated, keeping his warm hand rested against the bump.

"How so?" I grumbled, giving him another pout.

"Because it shows people that you're mine... forever!" He joked, tickling my side with the last word dramatically.

"How will I ever survive" I replied with the same amount of dramatics, resting the back of my hand against my head.

He jumped on top of me with one swift movement, straddling my body with his hands in either side of my head.

"More like how will you survive without me" He said smugly, sending me his signature smirk.

"I really don't know" I replied, pulling him down to press his lips against mine, which he obviously obeyed.

It was true, I really don't know how I'm going to survive without you Roger... do you have to go?" I huffed, and he slid down next to me with his arm still draped over me securely.

"Don't do this to me Rose, you know I want to stay and you're not helping me go" He replied, giving me his wide saddened eyes.

"I'll manage I'm sure, just ring me as much as you possibly can, and don't go kissing any other girls Taylor" I joked.

"I can't believe you would even suggest that I would-" He started, but I finished his off by shoving my hand over his mouth.

"Don't even start" I warned, and he licked my hand to get me off.

The joke was on him though, as I wiped my spit covered hand all over his face and he groaned in disgust.

"Oh god that's vile" He gagged, wiping his face.

"Whatever" I giggled.

Suddenly, the phone began to ring and I threw my head back in annoyance, Roger never gets the phone, so I guess it's up to me to roll out of bed first.

I groaned and rushed downstairs to grab the phone, and when I placed it to my ear I heard the familiar sounds of Freddie Mercury speaking back to me.

"Hiya Fre-"

"I've found him. Jim Hutton, I've found him. We went out to a little restaurant and we had such a good time-" He began, rushing his words out of excitement.

"Woah woah woah what time is it?" I asked, rubbing my eyes tiredly.

"It's urm... quarter past one... anyway it was fabulous darling and he was just as amazing as I remembered him to be" I could feel his grin beaming through the phone.

Quarter past one? Well looks like me and Roger slept in a bit longer than planned, but I don't mind as it will be the last time we share a bed for the next month.

"That's great Freddie" I breathed, a huge grin spread across my tired features which I could only wish he could see, "that's truly great"

"You're smiling, I can tell" he chuckled through the phone.

"How did you guess?" I giggled, and he replied with the same laugh as I.

"I just know you, Rose"

Suddenly Roger shouted from the top of the stairs, and I turned to see him pulling a baggy top over his head lazily, taking one last glance at his defined abs before they disappeared. His blond hair got all messy from the material, but it made him look even better.

"Who is it love!?" He shouted down, his voice slightly muffled by the T-shirt.

"Just Freddie, babe" I grinned back, and went back to the phone.

"Just Freddie? I am offended darling" Fred joked through the phone and made me giggle even more.

"You should come over with Jim, I'd love to meet him before you all go on tour" I urged and I could practically hear the cogs turning in his head.

"Okay... but I feel bad, like I'm throwing him in the deep end too soon don't you think?" He stressed.

"No! We're harmless Fred, plus I can tell some funny stories about you that will make him fall for you even more" I laughed, and he eventually agreed.

They were coming round in half an hour, so Roger and I were rushing around like mad men to get ready.

I looked at myself in the mirror, facing the side to take a good look at the pregnancy bump that adorned my once-slender frame.

I don't like to be vain, but it really did look beautiful. Especially with the long grey maternity jumper dress I was wearing. I don't know if it was the actually appearance of me, or if it was the thought of the baby inside me that made me admire myself so much. Either way, I'm not complaining about my sudden burst of body confidence.

Roger came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my neck, dangling his hands down to feel my stomach gently.

"I wanted us two to just have one last chill day" he groaned into my neck, and I watched his pouting face in the mirror.

"I know, me too but he was so excited" I nodded, turning around to cup his face in my hands.

"We'll be alone tonight though" He smirked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes we will" I grinned back, nibbling my lip out of excitement.

"Well then we'll have to make the mo-"

There were three loud knocks at the door.