It was a cold evening. Rain, thunder. Roger was all alone in his car. Heartbroken, sad and empty. He saw his girlfriend with someone else. He loved her so much, he didn't feel the need to keep on living without her. Roger looks saldy out the car window with tears in his beautiful oceon blue eyes. Abour to blow up. It felt like nothing is going right for him. It was so choking that the girl he knew for over five years, who he trusted and loved uncondiciondaly betrayed him like this. She was beautiful, her laugh hipnotized him, he felt safe around her and roger made sure she felt the same way... As he stared out the window into the starry night sky someone knoked on the window. It was a man, but structured like a boy. He was tall and skinny, had an exotic face and was soaked wet from the pouring rain. Roger open a door and the man said:
-Could I sit in your car for a bit? It's really cold outside.
Roger tried to contain his tears and said:
-Yeah, sure.
The man got in the back seat all wet from head to toe.
-what's your name? - the man asked.
-I'm Roger. Roger Meddows Taylor.
-Pleasure to meet you Roger. I'm Freddie. Freddie Bulzara.
-Pleasure to meet you too, - Roger mumbled, he was so broken he couldn't contain it for any longer.
-Are you ok? You look a bit down my friend. What happened?
Roger looked at him and didn't want to talk about it, but thought that he had no one to talk about it eather way, so he explained:
-The love of my life wasn't who I thought she was... I saw her kissing another man and...,- he bursed into tears. Freddie looked sadly at him and said:
-Oh darling, you're hearbroken!
Then he reached to his pocket and pulled out a tissue and handed it to Roger, saying:
-Take this, dear. I know how you feel. I was heartbroken before. Roger wiped the tears of his face and said:
-Thank you, you seem so nice after all of that...
-It's fine dear,- said Freddie with a little smile on his face. - Can I ask you, do you play any instruments?
-Yes, I can play the drums and little bit of guitar,-said Roger, as he looked intruiged, becouse music was his life.
-Oh, really? That's just what I need. I'm trying to form a band.
-Oh, do you play anything?
-Well yes. I sing and play the piano. And I can play the guitar a little bit, but I'm pretty shitty at it.
Roger felt a bit better now and asked:
-So you want me to be in your band?
Yeah, if you would like that. Come tommow at 12:30 to (adress) if you want to try it.
-Yeah, maybe I will. If I feel like getting out of bed at all,-said Roger, becouse he was sad about the heartbreak.
-Oh darling you're going to be fine.
-I guess. You made me feel a bit better. Thanks Freddie, - mumbled Roger.
-Oh look it stopped raining!- said Freddie as he looked through the window.
-Thank you for letting me stay, but I should go now, goodbye!
-Bye, Fred, - said Roger, while smilling a bit for the first time that evening.
YOU ARE READING
Queen Fanfic
FanfictionA story of Queen, but not like in the real life. An aesthetic and romantic vibe that will haunt you for days. Fanfiction and gayness.