Roger Taylor, Barbara Rosabella's 'love of her life', regardless of the fact that they are best friends. Having known each other since the beginning of their teenage years, they grow up together and bring out the best in each other, talk about their...
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November 1967 Barbara's P.O.V Chap2
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It had been two months since I had joined the Ealing art college and to say that I was enjoying my time would be an understatement. I loved being there so much, especially with my new found friend, Stella who I had become unbelievably close with, she was an incredible roommate and person to have around.
Similarly, with Freddie, who I had also grown close with, me and him got on amazingly well and would spend a lot of time with each other in the design room, drawing illustrations and talking about fashion. Yes, Freddie was still a very attractive guy in my opinion, but the feelings that I had for him seemed only platonic - while I still felt like I had a schoolgirl crush on him.
Stella and Freddie, they were both incredible individuals and they each brought out a more confident and content side to me.
I had hardly thought about Roger this past month, I think that I began to realise that perhaps me and him weren't meant to be friends forever, to be happy with the memories that I did have of him, to be happy with his success and most importantly, to be happy for him and for myself. On the other hand, if I were to ever see him again when I went back to Truro or have the opportunity to see him elsewhere, I would thank him for everything that he had done for me, apologise and hug the living daylights out of him, until that moment, if it was to come, I would move on with my life.
"Has Freddie asked you on a date yet?" I hear Stella question me from the living room as soon as I stepped inside of our accommodation.
I rolled my eyes and replied to her with a hint of sarcasm, "My day was okay - thanks, what about you?"
"Did you leave your hearing aids at college?"
I peek my head into the living room, glaring down at her sitting on the sofa before I chuck my wet coat over her head, "Hang that up please, I have to leave in ten!"
