Ch. 18: Things Happen

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Brian's P.O.V.

Today I was asking Roger to be my boyfriend.

I know, it sounds crazy, but I can't miss this chance at all. Even though I know we like each other and thaere is a lot of chemistry like he looks he gives me, how our hands or arms brush each other when we walk, the pecks he gives me on my cheek, etc. I feel ready to start something new, and I want to make it special for him, so I had an idea.

It was going to be something sincere. Since today we had to keep recording our second album, I was going to ask him during our 15 minute break, when we are alone in the studio. Of course, I was going to use indirects and references.

I checked the time, it was 7:01 A.M. I got out of my bed and headed to the bathroom to shower. When I was done, I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed back to my bedroom, to chose some clothes. There were a lot of scattered clothes around the floor, making it hard to walk. I grabbed some jeans and a red t-shirt that were decently clean, and dressed. When I was done, I headed to the bathroom and began looking for the hair dryer. I looked through the wooden drawers, until I finally found it. Then, I plugged in the cable and began to dry my hair, which was getting puffier and curlier as it was being dried.

Shortly after I was done, I headed to the kitchen to get breakfast. There wasn't a lot in the fridge because I haven't done the groceries lately. Inside, there was some fruit, brownies, salads, veggies, and some butter. I grabbed an apple and brownie and gobbled them up. I checked the time. It was 8:07 A.M. Fred has told me to be there at 8:30, so I had some time. Grabbing all my stuff and guitar, I headed to the door and locked it, making my way downstairs and into my car. The studio wasn't far from my house. It was a 15 minute ride.

When I got there, I saw John and Freddie sitting. There wasn't any sign of Roger, which startled me a bit.

"Oh Brian you're on time!" Freddie said.

"Hi Brian," John greeted.

"Hello guys, how've you been?"

"We've been good thank you." John smiled.

"Yeah we were good. Anyway, where the fuck is Roger?" Freddie asked, frowning.

"I don't know."

"Of course you do Brian! You are like married, so you should know!" I felt my face getting quite hot. I saw John, who had a naughty smirk, nod in agreement.

"Yes you are! You always flirt and blush when you are around him. And you even act like a married couple, am I right?" John argued. I rolled my eyes and my face was bright red. Freddie was giggling like a schoolgirl.

Minutes passed, and no sign of Roger. Freddie began to worry and stress out. He was pacing around the room, with his hand on his chin. Around an hour passed, still no sign. I started to worry too. What if something bad happened to him? That would be awful.

"OH MY GOD WHY IS HE TAKING SO LONG!??!" Fred said, almost shouting. "WE NEED THIS ALBUM FINISHED ASAP AND HE ISN'T HERE! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?!?!"

"I'd suggest we go to his flat," John proposed.

"Good idea John, I'm in."

"Of course you are," Fred mumbled.

"We should go now to his flat," I said. The two others got in my car. John was in the back and Fred was in the front seat. I began driving towards his flat. The sky was cloudy and the breeze was cold and sharp. As I turned a corner to enter the neighbourhood, I saw the most horrifying thing I could've ever seen.

A car accident.

There was a car smashed into an oak tree. It was destroyed and shattered into a million pieces. Behind it, there was a truck smashed into it, and 5 other cars surrounding it, torn and shattered. As we got closer, we got closer look of the driver smashed into a tree. The person looked familiar, with his blonde hair an fair skin.

And then I realized something.

It was Roger.

His face was covered in blood and glass pieces. There was some fresh flesh showing. He looked completely unconscious, almost dead. My heart began racing and my head was spinning all around. Tears were running down my eyes, and I looked completely petrified. Apparently, the boys recognized him and looked completely petrified.

"Oh no, it's Rog." Deaky mumbled, petrified and scared. Without any thought, I got down from the car and rushed towards the accident. There were police cars all around, as well as paramedics. They were getting Roger and some people out and began to carry them to the ambulance.

"We have no choice than to follow that ambulance to the hospital!"

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A/N: Hey guys, sorry for not updating lately. I've been very busy with school and activities and haven't been able to update. I hope you understand.

-Lucia💕

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