you're my best friend • RT

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      Walking home from work was stressful for Harper. She wanted to take the job, but she had just started dating Roger. She didn't know how to tell Roger about the opportunity or if she was at all. Mary told her to talk to Roger about it, she if they could maybe handle long distance. But then Sugar told her the opposite, be with Roger or have the job. Long Distance relationships never work.

      Now you may be thinking, Harper why are you walking home when you have a car? Well the thing is Harper being so distracted went and unlocked her car. She threw her keys in and turned to say goodbye to Sugar and Mary, when wind blew and Mary's papers all over the place. Harper closed the car door and ran after them. But when she went back to the car, the door must've locked when she slammed it. 

      Harper just sighed and started walking home. More time to think, she thought. As she was just reaching the floor of hers and Rogers apartments, Roger was just locking his up to leave. "We've got a gig tonight, you can come if you want."

      "Thanks Rog, but I think I'm just going to sit this one out. I've got a lot on my mind right now."

      "Like what? Are you regretting the you, me thing?"

      "No! No, No, it's just well, it's hard to explain. And it probably will take along time so you should just get going. Freddie won't like it if you are late."

      "He's always late. And plus I won't be late. I was heading out early to reserve a booth for us to hangout at after we play. This pub, is a big one, so we need to reserve it early. Plus, I think Bri is heading over there too."

      "Ok well, just come in. Would you like some tea?" Harper looks under the spare mat to find her extra key. Once she grabs it she starts unlocking the door.

      "No. I should be fine." They walk into her flat, Harper sets the key on the counter before going to the fridge and grabbing a beer. She walks into her living room to see Roger already sprawled out on her couch. "That doesn't look like tea."

      Harper just laughs and rolls her eyes. Taking a sip of it, she would need some of this liquid courage. "I've been offered a job."

      "Wow, Harp that's amazing! What will you do?"

      "It's a stylist job. For a TV Show. I don't really know anymore about it, just that I'm supposed to call her by Monday."

      "So what are you waiting for? Call her. Tell her you accept the job, you deserve this job Harp it's perfect for you. But, why are you still hesitating?" Harper puts her head in her hands.

      "Cause Rog, it's in Manchester. That would mean I would have to leave you and everyone I love." Harper looks up at Roger with hurt eyes. All Roger can do is look at her with hurt in his eyes. 

      "Oh," he says as he sits up on her couch. He doesn't know what to say. Obviously he doesn't want her to leave. But this is her passion, her dream really. They had just started dating, he had finally filled that void. But now it's as if that void, is opening again. He knew what he had to do, he knew if he chose otherwise, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life. "Take it."

      Harper looks at him with parted lips, "What?"

      "Take the job Harper, it's your dream. An opportunity like this just doesn't come knocking all the time. You need to take it."

      "But what about you? The band? Sugar? Mary?" 

      "I'm sure we will find a way to manage without you. And it's not like we will never see you again. I'm sure when Queen gets it's big break we will be touring Manchester and we will get to see you."