roger taylor imagines

you've broken my heart

y/n pov
me and roger were at a pub, chilling out and talking.
"hey i'm gonna get another refill, you want one?" roger asks me.
"yeah, sure, i'll have the same again please. roger gets up and heads to the bar, leaving me on my own.

it had been a good half hour since roger had gone to get our refills, so i go to look for him. i couldn't see the bar from where i was as i was so small so i decided to go up to the bar to see if roger was still there. when i had reached there i saw the one thing i had always dreaded to see. there stood roger with another girl practically making out in the middle of the pub. roger saw me and i storm out, roger following behind, leaving the girl on her own.
"y/n!" roger called out.
"don't fucking talk to me" i say through gritted teeth.
"look i'm sorry okay-"
"no!" i shout, getting some people's attention in the street.
"you're not sorry! i can't even trust you to go up to a fucking bar on your own to get more drinks! half an hour! half a fucking hour i was sitting on my own, waiting for you. do you know how stupid i felt!? people probably thought i was that sad to come to a pub on my own!
"i said i'm sorr-"
"i'm not done!" i shriek, earning more eyes on us both.
"would you stop shouting for fucks sake people are staring." roger said sternly.
"would you stop shoving your tongue down another sluts mouth when your in a fucking relationship!?"
"ooo" a group of men said.
"nice one mate" one of them called over.
"do us a favour and mind your own fucking businesses" i call over, flipping them off.
"better be careful pal, she's a feisty one" another guy said.
"you heard what she said, mind your own business!" roger shouted.

"i feel like i have to hold your hand all of the time so you don't cheat on me or something" i say, starting to walk again.
"don't be so stupid, you don't have to hold my hand-"
"me!? me don't be stupid!? okay how about this? i go over to a random guy and start making out with them in front of you. how's that hm?" we had both reached home and i unlocked the door, running upstairs and started to pack a bag.
"where do you think your going?" roger said.
"away from you." i reply.
"you are not leaving this fucking house, you hear me?"
"watch. me." i spit as i leave the house.
"i swear to god if you try to come and find me then that's us done, think about that."

i knock on the door, waiting for an answer.
"come on come on come on." i impatiently say.
the door opened and there stood a welcoming, friendly face. freddie.
"darling what's wrong?" he asked as soon as he saw the mess that i was in. eyes red and puffy from crying, face red, tear stains down my cheeks.
"roger. he- he cheated." i manage to spit out, bursting out crying.
"hey, hey, everything's gonna be okay. it always is with you two." freddie reassures me, giving me a hug.
"i don't know about that this time fred."
"come and sit down, i'll make you a cup of tea, you need it."
"thanks freddie." i sniffle.

there's a knock at the door and i go to see who it is.
"shit, it's roger. he can't know i'm here fred."
"quickly, go into one of the bedrooms" he says, ushering me into a room.

freddie's pov
i open the door to see a tear stained roger.
"fred, have you seen y/n?" he asks me desperately.
"no, i haven't sorry darling." i say.
"i've fucked up fred." he says, running his hands through his long, blonde hair and walking in without my consent, i didn't mind though.
"what have you done to the poor dear now?" i ask, fully aware of the situation. roger tells me the whole story and says,
"can i stay at yours tonight fred? i just don't know if i can be on my own tonight."
i didn't want to say no, with the state he was in, but the problem was that y/n was also here.
"uh, of course darling, wait here a minute, i just need to do something." i get up and walk into the bedroom that i pushed y/n into.
"so we have a problem." i whisper to her.
"oh god what is it?" she asks.
"he asked if he could stay the night, but i couldn't say no so i told him he could, you're gonna have to try to avoid him y/n."

y/n pov
"shit" i say, "okay, i can do that"
"good because you're gonna have to" freddie chuckles.

~2am~

i have been laying in bed for hours now and i can't sleep. i decide to go outside for a fag to take my mind off of things for a while. i sneak downstairs, making sure not to wake freddie up and worst of all trying not to get caught by roger. that plan had gone downhill though, as he was too, outside smoking.
"y/n.."
fuck, i think.

rogers pov
i was glad that freddie let me stay the night. i couldn't have stood being on my own tonight. i probably would've trashed the place, only making y/n more angry with me. i was sitting outside having a smoke, the cold air blowing my messy hair and giving me goosebumps on my arms, making the hair on them stand up. i hear shuffles coming from behind me. looking back, i see her.
"y/n.." i say.
"wh-what are you doing here?" she asks coldly. i hated how she was talking to me. like i was some dog shit on the bottom of her shoe.
"i came here so i wouldn't do something stupid. i couldn't stay alone in the house."
she scoffs at me.
"you're a grown man roger, you're saying you can't stay in a house on your own for the night?" she says "why didn't you go back to your slut or something?" she asks, taking a long drag of her cigarette.
"because i didn't want to. i didn't even fucking consider it y/n. i don't know why i kissed her, i love you and only you. i'm sorry okay? i don't know what else you want from me." i was on the verge of tears at this point. she sighs, making me look up at her.
"i hate seeing you so upset like this, but i don't want to forgive you like it was nothing. just give me time to think about things okay? we can both go back home if you want and i'll sleep in the spare bedroom and-"
"no no" i interrupt her. "i'll sleep in the spare bedroom.
"well how about we both sleep in a spare bedroom. we have enough." she chuckles. i chuckle too.
"sounds like a plan."
"what i was going to say before you interrupted me was i'll sleep in the spare bedroom and i'll think things through yeah?"
"yeah okay." i say to her.
"i'll write a note for freddie so he doesn't get worried." she says as she stubs her cigarette butt out and walks back into the large mansion.

~the next morning~

y/n pov
i wake up after an eventful night. i thought long and hard when we got back. i go downstairs to the kitchen to make a cup of tea and i see roger sitting at the table with a cup of tea of his own and another one opposite him.
"thanks." i smile at him, taking a sip.
"so i thought long and hard and i do forgive you."
"thank you, i'm so sorry baby i love you so much."
"but if it happens again, i will not give you anymore chances, okay?"
"yes ma'am" he says, his hand lifted by his head like what a soldier does, making me chuckle.
"oh come here you." i say and i press my lips onto his. this turns into a full on make out session and i lead him to our room.
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