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Bloody Bastard

Bloody Bastard

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ARABELLA GOT OUT of the vehicle and examined the Rockfield farm. Roger approached next to her, "a recording studio?" He said.

"Well the idea was to get away from all distractions," Paul said as he carried some luggage.

"Does that include you also?" Arabella asked with a cocked eyebrow. Roger let out a laugh while Paul rolled his eyes.

The band entered the house and followed Paul up the stairs, "I know it's not the ritz, not even close."

Paul pointed to a room, "Roger you're in here, Freddie this is you, biggest room in the house, Brian that's you, and Bella I thought you could sleep on the couch and John your down stairs."

Arabella rolled her eyes as he passed her down the stairs. The girl walked into Rogers room and laid herself on the bed, "he's such a bloody bastard! I thought you could sleep on the couch," she mocked Paul.

Roger let out a laugh and laid next to Arabella, "you can sleep in here if you want...I don't mind."

Arabella couldn't help but smile, "are you sure?"

"I don't want you sleeping on the couch while he is also sleeping here," Roger said and moved a pice of her golden hair behind her ear, "we don't know what he's capable of."

Arabella adored Roger, she knew that he would do anything to protect her. She tries her best not to crush on Roger but she felt like it was impossible.

The bedroom door opened and the two blondes saw Freddie in the door way, "Bella, Sweetheart can I see you for a moment?"

Arabella nodded and got off of Rogers bed and walked into Freddie's room behind him, "is everything okay?" Arabella asked.

"Is there something going on with you and roger?" Freddie smirked.

"No," She laughed nervously, "w-why do you think that?"

"It's obvious that you two like each other, you two are always cuddled up together," Freddie smiled, "I think you and Roger would be adorable."

"We are just friends, Fred," The blonde said.

"Whatever you say, Arabella Rose," Freddie scoffed.

"Did you just say my middle name, Farrokh Bulsara?" Arabella said with a cheeky smile.

"You're lucky your my best friend," Freddie glared at her.

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 ♛ Roger TaylorWhere stories live. Discover now