The Love You Give. | Roger Taylor ✔️

Thinking of the Future. (46)

You were back from your little vacation.

The daily newspaper was laying flat on the dinner table, the headline reading: "Roger Taylor and Y/n L/n have announced their marriage!" Which would be great and all, if you and Roger wouldn't have been in the middle of an argument.

"You're so childish! Why can't you just get over it!" You raised your voice at Roger, who shockingly was pissed off at Freddie and taking out his anger on you. "If anyone is childish it's him, Y/n!" Roger said, which to that you just rolled your eyes. "Oh please. You should be the bigger person here! There's barely a moment you can talk to Fred without him being spaced out." You said, aggressively wiping the counter spotless. "How about you stay on my side?!" Roger said, standing up from the dinner table.

Truth was, you were terrified of Roger when he was upset. You knew he would never hurt you, it was just his voice was so powerful it could make you tremble with fear.

"How about you be the tough guy that you are and talk to him instead! Stop taking your anger out on me!" You shouted. "Well i'm sorry for talking to you about my problems! I wont do it again." Roger shouted with that powerful voice, slamming the kitchen door behind him as he stormed off. You yelped a bit, shutting your eyes as you heard a BOOM, with that you saw Roger walking out, probably to the pub, with his head hanging down and his hands in his coat pockets.

You sighed, throwing the newspaper in the bin, knowing he would sooner or later come home drunk.

Another thing you were quite mad about was Mary. The last time you have seen her was with her temporary boyfriend (who she ended up breaking up with) and without her Queen ring, which you all have promised to never take it off. So, technically she wouldn't be considered your friend anymore, which none of you seemed to care because of how all of you have been busy.

-10pm-

It's been all day since you Roger walked off and you were getting worried.

As soon as you were going to call your local pub, you heard keys rattling outside. You ran to the door, opening it and seeing Roger. His eyebrows were furrowed, still pissed. "Angel! You almost gave me a heart attack." You said as he stumbled into the hallway. You cupped his face, attacking his face with kisses. You pulled away, his facial expression lighted up a bit. "I'm sorry." He smiled weakly. "It's fine, as long as you're alright." You said, closing the door behind him. "That prick just provoked me more." Roger said, you grabbed his hand, leading him into the living room. "What did he do?" You said, sitting down next to Roger. "He said how i can't love you the right way and how i'm a horrible boyfriend and.. other stuff." Roger said, you pulled him into a hug. "Fred is just trying to get to me, i won't let him. I know how to love you." Roger said. "You're quite reasonable when drunk." You smiled. "Who said i was drunk, love?" Roger smiled back at you. "I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to yell at you." Roger said. "It was wrong of me to shut you down." You said, giving him a kiss.

The next day was back to the studio. 

You and Roger sat down on the couch, Freddie staying away from Roger. They both lit a cigarette and started doing their work.

You looked at your stomach, thinking about having children. When you were a little girl, you always wanted to get married and have children with a loving husband and once your wedding was actually happening, you were scared to death. At one point, Mary, Chrissie and Veronica had to convince you NOT to call off the wedding. You knew you were scared now, but maybe once you were pregnant the fear would go away or grow bigger, you didn't know. 

"You alright?" Roger said, seeing you looking at your stomach. His eyes suddenly lit up. "Are you..?" Roger said with hope in his voice, everyone's eyes focused on you. "No! I was just thinking.." You said, he sat down next to you. "Kids?" He whispered, you nodded. "I know you really want them." You said, Roger tilted his head. "I do, yes.. but i don't want to rush you." He said, taking a drag from his cigarette. "Do you..?" His sentence trailed off. "Of course i do, i'm just.. scared."

Blue whale 2.0 is where i live rn and it's scary. 

Sorry for the short chapter >.<