Brian's pov
"of course you would say that" I hear Freddie whisper. I feel myself blushing and I look up at deaky. He gives Freddie a look and I instantly knew that he was in on the secret. Couldn't Freddie keep his fucking mouth shut. I glare at Freddie.
"are we going to record my song or not" Roger asks. Freddie sighs.
"fine let's get this over with" Freddie says annoyed. We start recording the song and I'm actually surprised, Roger was doing a good job singing the song. (A.N he actually did). When we finished I look walked over to Freddie.
"what did you tell him" I Whisper.
"ummm" Freddie replies looking suspicious. I take Freddie's arm and I drag him out the door.
"explain" I say angrily. Freddie looks down at the floor ashamed. I sigh.
"Freddie what did you tell John" I ask
"only that you like Roger and that you guys kissed" he replies sheepishly.
"ONLY, Freddie you told him everything" I yell.
"I'm sorry Brian it slipped out" Freddie cries. I roll my eyes.
"did you tell Roger too" I ask very mad now.
"not I didn't I swear" he tells me hurriedly.
"ok well I'm still mad at you" I say, starting to walk away.
"I'm so sorry Brian" he says again looking very ashamed.
"forget it Freddie, it's done now"
When I get back into the studio Roger looks up at me, I quickly look away blushing, why does he have to be so damn cute.
"ok so do you guys want to start your my best friend, or do you want to leave it until tomorrow" Freddie asks us.
"can we leave it for tomorrow, please" Roger whines. Freddie rolls his eyes smiling.
"fine, but no complaining tomorrow" Freddie sighs walking over too the couch and sitting next to deaky. I watch as deaky rests his head on Freddie's shoulder. I smile to myself, they were cute together. I start to pack up my guitar and other equipment. *BANG* the door leading into the studio crashed open. I quickly jump to my feet and so does Freddie.
"well well well look who it is" says a guy with spiky hair.
"what do you want" I ask them crossing my arms. There were two boys standing at the door the guy next to the spiky hair dude was smirking.
"we just wanted to talk to Blondie over there about a little disagreement we had at the bar a couple days ago" the spiky hair guy replies, taking a few steps towards Roger.
"leave him alone" I growl stepping in front of him.
"aha, what are you going to do about it poodle boy" he says sniggering. The guys friend then comes up from be him and stands at his side.
"do you want to find out" I ask taking a step closer to the boys.
"why not" the spiky hair guy says shrugging. He then punches me square in the face. I stumble back a bit the taste of blood in my mouth. Freddie then goes up to the guy and punches him back but a lot harder.
"NO ONE MESSES WITH MY FRIENDS" Freddie yells. Roger had now joined the fight and had punched the spiky hair dudes friend. The two boys managed to escape and they both ran out the door.
"who the hell were they" John asks still sitting on the couch.
"I met them at the bar" Roger sighs, sitting next to deaky on the couch.
"we got into a fight about a girl, when I was very drunk. They must have found me" Roger says rubbing his eyes.
"are you OK Brian" Freddie asks me.
"yes, are you ok" Roger says looking up with a worried expression.
"yeah I'm fine" I tell them sitting back down.
"it's all my fault" Roger sighs.
"no it's not, it was there fault Roger" I tell him reassuringly. He smiles at me.
"well I'm going back home" Freddie says making his way out the door.
"yeah I'm going home too" I say standing up. I follow Freddie out the door.
"are you sure you're okay" Freddie asks me concerned.
"yeah I'm sure" I tell him reassuringly. He nods. We walk in silence, when I reach my car Freddie turns to face me.
"when are you going to tell Roger" Freddie asks me. I shrug.
"I don't know".
Freddie sighs. I go to hop in my car.
"you will feel better once you've told him" Freddie tells me before leaving. I close my car door and think over Freddie's words. Is it true would i feel better once I've told him...
