"good morning baby,
I have to go now even though I wanna stay and lay in bed with you all day.
Don't worry love, I'll sneak out the window and yes I will be careful ;)
I can't wake you up, you look too adorable and you deserve your rest, so
sleep tight princess.
Fred and me need to pack for tomorrow... I'm going to miss you, but we'll
meet up again before me 'n the boys leave, al right?
I never wanna fight again, 'right babe. And btw, if some farmgirly does come to flirt with
me because of my irresistible charm... I'll tell 'er to piss off cause I've
already found my love ;) So don't worry your pretty little head about that.
ps: look under your bed, I left you a little something cause ya look so damn
good in my clothes"
That was the note that I found on my pillow this morning. I turned it around and saw some hurried scribbles:
"yuck, I just read that back, I sound like a bloody idiot!
x Rog"
I chuckled and reached under my bed. I felt some thick fabric and pulled it from under there.
It was the dark red hoodie that Roger was wearing yesterday. I pulled it over my head and hopped out bed to look in the mirror. I almost drowned in the oversized hoodie. My fingertips barely reached out of the arms.
I put my hands to my face and noticed how much the fabric smelled like him. That made my heart jump, but it quickly settled as the reality of Rogers soon departed hit me. I wanted to go see him immediately but I knew I had to have breakfast with my family first.
I took off the hoodie and hid it under my pillows.
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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...
