Smoke - RogerTaylor {mature}

1 - Killer Queen

Okay really quickly:
This is my first queen story so I hope it's good. I drew the cover myself, do you guys like it maybe? Let me know and suggestions are more than welcome!
Okay let's go...

I was making my way to the bar. My friends had canceled on tonight but I really wanted to go. Queen was playing today!
I walked through the door and saw how busy it was. Queen was an up and coming band, they weren't that well known yet but I was a pretty big fan.
I sat down at the bar and ordered a cola.
There they came leaping on stage. First Brian, then Fred with John and there was Roger.
Freddie started talking to the audience as the other members adjusted their instruments.
"And we're excited to perform this new song here tonight, we never played it to anyone before so I hope you'll like it. And if you don't, well go fuck yourself."
Freddies flamboyance made me laugh.
He started to snap his fingers and sang "She keeps a Moet et Chandon in her pretty cabinet-"

I really liked the new song and bobbed my head to the beat. I looked each of the guys up and down.
John was doing this little dance to the beat he looked so precious.
Freddie was playing his microphonestick like a guitar.
Brian just started on a guitarsolo and was concentrating on his strings.
Roger was twisting his drumsticks in his hand and, winked at me.
What?
I looked again... He was looking the other way.
Did Roger really just wink at me or was I imagining things?

They performed two more songs and then thanked the audience.
"And before we go darlings," Freddie said "we will be outside, behind the bar so if you want, stop by and tell us what you thought of the new song."
Not many people were paying attention to him at this point. But I jumped up, this was my chance to talk to them!

I paid for my drink and put on my coat. When I walked behind the bar I saw them. My favorite band: queen.
Brian and Roger were talking to these two girls, one had black, curly hair and the other red. Roger was leaning against the band-van, looking amused, a cigarette between his lips. Brian was busy talking and showing different parts of his guitar. When the redhead gently tried to touch it, he swiftly pulled it away. Roger laughed.
Freddie and John were talking to a man, I was pretty sure he was te boss of the bar. The man looked stern but Freddie talked to him unbothered.

I didn't know what to do with myself. They all seemed busy...
I hesitated, playing with the string of my blouse.
I saw Freddie sassily patting the man he was talking to on his chest as he said "well I'll think about it Tristan."
Then, Freddie turned around and walked right to me. I froze, I hadn't even realized that he had noticed I was there.
Fred was right in front of me and looked me in the eyes. "Well?" He said.
"Well?" I asked hesitantly.
"Well what did you think of the show darling?" Freddie asked raising his arms up.
"I loved it!" I blurted out "you sing so well and the new song was really cool!"
I saw a twinkle in Freddies eyes "I like you...?" he stopped waiting for me to introduce myself.
"Helena" I said quickly as I shook his hand.
"Helenaaa" Freddie said almost singing.
I chuckled and glanced over his shoulder. I caught Roger looking at me. His cigarette in the corner of his mouth playing with it lost in thought.
Freddie put his arm around me. "Come with me Helena." He pronounced my name with an exaggerated french accent.
I blushed as Freddie took me over to the other bandmembers.
John smiled at me "hi I'm John Deacon". "Yes I know" I said breathlessly "I know all of you".
"Fabulous" Freddie exclaimed "than we won't waste our time with introducing formalities!"
I smiled "yes, haha, you are Freddie, that's obviously John, right there is Brian and there- ..."
I stopped. Roger was gone.
So was the girl with the curly, black hair. My smile slightly failed away.
"Oh where's that rotter Roger?" Freddie said impatiently "he's always off with some girl, now isn't he".
I looked at the ground.
Wait, why was I bothered by this? I shouldn't think that I was special to Roger just because he looked at me like two times.
Brian walked over to us. "Bri" Freddie called "this is Helena, she's beautiful and has great taste in music".
My cheeks felt warm as I tried to play it off cool "well" I said, looking up to Brian, he was so tall, "I really liked the new song, especially the guitar solo".
Brian gave me a warm smile "that's really nice Helena".

The backdoor to the bar suddenly opened. I looked around and the girl with the curly, black hair stepped outside, alone, no Roger, no nothing.
So they didn't sneak off together? Then where did Roger go?

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