I fell on to my bed and sighed. I was stuck at home now. I couldn't even let Roger know that I wasn't able to see him tonight.
Meanwhile at Freddie and Rogers house:
"Brian?" Roger asked, seeing Brian May stand on the doorstep. Brian moved his hair out of the way "I came to talk to Freddie".
"Freddie isn't home" Roger said, gesturing for Brian to come in. Brian hesitatingly walked to the livingroom and sat on the couch. "When is he coming home?"
"He went to go see Mary..." Roger said.
Brian and Roger looked at each other. Knowing what this meant.
"They have a lot to figure out" Roger sighed. "Yes" Bri mumbled insecurely.
"Tea?" Roger asked, trying to distract Brian, "no thanks" he said.
Now Roger didn't know what to do with himself. He sighed and sat down next to Brian, who was looking distressed. Roger put his hand on his shoulder. "None of this is really your fault Bri". Brian scrunched his eyebrows "I hate that Freddie is mad at me" Brian then quickly coughed trying to change the topic with "where's Helena?".
Roger leaned back "she went home, she can't stay here forever... her parents and stuff ya know". "You guys seem happy together" Brian siad.
"Yeah she's an okay shag," Roger said, checking his fingernails. Brian looked up at him an unamused expression on his face.
Roger chuckled and shook his head "alright alright. She's great, wonderful actually. A smart girl, and a sweet one."
Roger paused...
"And I was kidding, she's more than an okay shag ... sometimes she fuckin' drives me-"
"Yeah, yeah okay" Brian laughed, putting his hand up to cut off Roger.
They laughed together.
Brian and Roger kept talking for some time until they heard a key in the frontdoor.
Freddie was coming home.
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Smoke - RogerTaylor {mature}
Fanfiction! [Part 14 and 34 have smut] Meeting the band Queen backstage is quite intimidating. Especially when you have caught the eye of their drummer Roger Meddows Taylor...
