Relationships

Chapter 20

Freddie's P.O.V.

"Darling, we only have a couple of hours left before we get to Roger's flat. Do hurry please." I exclaimed while grabbing my wallet off the dresser in my bedroom. I was all dressed up and ready to go while waiting for Brian in the living room. He was all dressed up as well except for his crazy hair which is taking him forever to fix up. I swear he's spends like a half hour to 45 minutes alone spraying and picking at it. I've told him many times before to cut it or slick it back or cut it down to a crop style anything, but he insists on keeping it long and unruly. I don't know. I give up on arguing with him about it. Maybe I'll just cut it off while he's sleeping. I began chuckling to myself at the thought of me doing that to him. He would literally have my head on platter if I even attempt to mess with his beloved curls.

"Yes babe, I know. Now will you relax already. Please! We'll make it on time, Freddie." he exclaimed while looking out of the wash room at me. "Roger's flat isn't going anywhere. Also did you make sure everyone was notified about the party?" he muttered and seems a little aggravated by my nagging, but it's only because I want everything to be perfect for Deaky's party. He should know me by now. I want everything to be in order and on point. That's just how I operate.

"And yes dear. I've made all necessary contacts from everyone at the recording office and of course all of John's family. Oh and I've also invited a few other people such as Elton, Peter Straker, David Bowie you know the usual bunch. They wanted to be here for John as well," I explained while opening the door and suddenly feel irritated by him asking me a million and one questions.

"Right, well I'm sure Deaky will be glad to see everyone. But why are you inviting Peter Straker?" he asked quizzically while grabbing his car keys so we can go. Finally, we can get this show on the road. He really needs to find other alternatives for his hair my God.

"Wonderful dear. You look beautiful," I smiled. His hair does looks nice now for all the time he spent on it. We then get in his car and make our way to the stores. "I invited Peter along because he's my friend Bri. That's why. Do you have a problem with that?" I grumbled with a raise eyebrow and feel some what annoyed by all of these damn questions. He knows I hang out with Peter. He comes over to my flat all the time.

"Oh no, not at all. There's no problem with him coming. But does John even know Peter? I mean have they ever met before at some point? I was just wondering because you yourself haven't known this Peter guy that long, Freddie. That's all I'm saying babe. I just don't want any problems with people we don't know that well." he muttered while looking directly ahead and now we're stuck in traffic. Fuck.

"Well Peter is loads of fun. And correction dear, John has met Peter before. John came by my flat one day to drop something off to me and Peter was there so. He just wants to pay his respects that's all. No harm in that is there?"

"Oh God no Freddie. Listen that's fine, I just wanted to make sure all of Deaky's friends and family were there. People he knows. If you say he's cool then that's fine babe," he stammered trying to act like he's not put off by my friends. And thankfully the traffic is moving. We don't have much time. I kept my mouth close for the remainder of the drive. I didn't want to say or do anything else that would cause a row on the day of Deaky's homecoming. Its just not worth it.

Brian is going to have to get use to me having certain people in my life. I mean he was dead on about Paul don't get me wrong, but he needs to understand that I'm going to be involved with many different people throughout the music industry. That's just par for the course and simply can't be helped. I hope he understands that. We'll see. There are many things that I'm still learning about Brian and him being over protective is one of them.

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Brian's P.O.V.

We're just arriving at Waitrose. "Finally, we're here," Freddie clapped cheerfully. I pull into an empty space near the store and we make our way inside. Straight away, Freddie starts rushing up and down each aisle grabbing certain items for the party. "Darling, could you grab two of those large vegetable trays for me," he asked and I picked up the trays out of refrigerated bin." That's mostly for you dear. I knew you would appreciate me thinking of you," he chuckled sarcastically then kissed me on the lips. "Gee thanks for caring. You know me well," I cheekily smiled while nudging him in the arm. "Any time dear," he snickered. The things we put up with for love.