roger taylor imagines

imagine 24 - crazy little thing called love

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this imagine is similar to 'don't hurt me' butttt as i've already said, idk what to write about soooo yehh.. also sorry for mistakes :)
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you knock on roger's door, it's pouring with rain out here. he called you and said he needed to tell you something and he couldn't do it over the phone.

he opens the door and he gives you a smile. but it isn't the usual smile he gives.

"hey, come in." he moves out the way for you to come in. something is wrong with him, but you don't know what it is.

"hi, you okay, sweetie?" you ask him, taking your coat off once you're inside and the door is shut.

"i'm fine, how are you?" he kisses your cheek and then looks into your eyes. you look at him confused, he never asks how you are.

"i'm good.." you answer. "what did you want to tell me?"

you sit on the sofa and light a cigarette.

"you have to promise me something, y/n.." he grabs your hand and you look up at him suddenly worried, ".. don't get too mad, okay?"

"roger, what have you done?" you look at the floor, scared for the answer. he sighs and grips your hand tighter. "tell me."

"i... i cheated." he mumbles.

"what?"

"i cheated on you." he lets go of your hand and doesn't move his eyes from the ground. "i'm sorry."

"oh, 'cause that makes it better." you hiss, putting your cigarette out and getting up. you put your coat back on.

"no, don't leave, y/n." he gets up with you. "please, just stay here."

"you think i'd really stay here with you after that?" you scoff. tears fill your eyes, everything in front of you becomes a blur.

you open the door but he closes it and stands in front of it, in your way.

"move."

"i've said i'm sorry."

"you wouldn't have to if you were a decent person, now move out of my fucking way." he hesitates before doing what you say. you open the door and walk into the rainy, dark, cold night.

he pulls your arm and pulls you close to him. you're in the street now and he's followed you out here.

"please, don't go." he whispers, his voice shaking. his eyes are red but you don't know if he's crying. "i love you."

those words hit you like a ton of bricks. in the 7 months you've been dating roger he has never told you he loves you. he could just be saying it so you stay with him. but something in his voice tells you different.

"i love you too." you quietly reply. "but that's not gonna change what you did."

"i know it's not.. but at least let it be a start." he holds your waist and he presses his soft lips onto yours, a feeling you've always loved. you kiss back until something tells you to stop.

"once a cheater, always a cheater." you mutter. he lets you walk away and you go back home.

that night was full of sad films, ice cream and of course tears.

the next day you woke up to someone ringing your doorbell constantly. whoever it was wasn't leaving until you answered the door. for a moment you thought it was mary, but then you actually opened the door.

"hi." roger says, smiling slightly. you roll your eyes and groan. you try and shut the door but he puts his foot in the way. "can i come in and we can talk about it?"

"roger, i don't want to talk about it." you cross your arms.

"i don't either, but we have to sort this out."

"why?"

"because i meant what i said last night, i love you. i know i don't say it but it's true. and i'd hate to carry my life on without you." he leans on the door frame. you step to the side so he can come in.

"you can't be long, i have to go to work." you tell him as you sit down. "so..?"

"i don't care how long it takes to get your trust back, okay? but i have to make sure that i will get it back and we can go back to normal."

"you probably will get it back, just not yet."

"i almost forgot.." he gets up and goes to his car. you sit there with your head in your hands, this is too much.

he comes back with a bouquet of flowers and chocolates.

"oh, wow, now i forgive you." you sarcastically say, making him sigh. "i'm joking. thanks."

"y/n, that night was horrible. it was immediate regret and.. and i was so scared to tell you because i really didn't want to lose you." he looks at the ground. you've never seen him actually care this much about something other than the drums or his car.

"hey, um, how about you take me to dinner tonight? start again." his smile is huge. he nods. "but slowly, of course."

"of course." he repeats, still having a big smile plastered on his face. "thank you." he hugs and kisses your cheek.

something tells you he is really sorry and you don't want to lose him either.

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hope you enjoyed and sorry for any mistakes again
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