{({A/N Final part of this Hardzello crap! +a little bit of Maylor. I have some ideas for Maylor... finally})}
Joe's P.O.V.
I watch Gwilym being taken away from the room. He... tried to kill me? He looks so ashamed of himself. He glances back at me before he's pulled out the door."I'm sorry, Joe." He mutters.
I feel terrible. I did nothing, but one of my loved ones is going to die. I go back to the waiting room. Gwil and Ben don't deserve this. Suddenly, a nurse comes out.
"Are you Joseph Mazzello?" She asks me.
"Y- yes..." My voice croaks.
"Mr. Jones is alive." She says with a smile.
I get up quickly and follow the nurse.
I go inside the room. Ben and I's eyes meet.
"J-Joe?" Ben says.
I smile softly.
"Hey, buddy." He says with a smile.
~~~a few days later~~~
Freddie's P.O.V.
I'm hanging out with Brian today. We're having a tea party, and we're having a little ranting session with each other."... and I thought that was really stupid of him to do." I finish.
"Wow. I can't believe someone so nice would do that!" He says. "Listen, so there's this girl..."
"ooOOOoOoOOO"
"...but I have no idea who she actually is..." He says quietly.
"aAAAaaAaaAwWwWwWwWwWwwwW"
"Tell me about her." I say interested.
"She's pretty short. Well, from my angle. She has eyes as blue as the sky. Her wavy blond hair flows like a waterfall to her shoulders. I saw her at Roger's house when we first moved here. She was with John. I talked to John and he said it's his cousin from Sweden. Her name is Rina Meadow. Isn't that a majestic name?"
"Rina... Meddow?" I say slowly.
"R. Meddow(s)... Taylor?" I question myself.
"I'm pretty sure you just described Roger." I say.
"That's what I thought." He says sitting back. "When I first met the band, Roger looked like her."
"Um... can you describe this... 'Rina'?" I ask.
"Oh, she had a black skirt, a white long sleeve blouse, a yellow and pink striped tie, and two cute bows in her hair."
"Deaky's being sneaky." I tell myself. "John's hiding something."
"Cool... are sure it wasn't Roger?"
"Positive. Unless Roger's actually a girl."
"Hehe. Maybe." I say awkwardly. What if Roger actually is?
"And Rina had this cool pink vintage car." He adds.
I nearly spit out my tea. "Oh... really?"
"Well... maybe it was John's because she's from Sweden."
"John doesn't have a pink car!" I yell. "You know who has a pink car?"
"Who?"
"N-nobody." I stutter while looking away.
"Roger has a pink car doesn't he." He says.
"How'd you know?" I say surprised.
"I live on his street. That car is always there."
"It's parents." I say.
"Oh." He says. "That makes more sense."
"This was really nice, but I've got to go. Have a good day. Bye!" I say.
"B- But you invited me here!" He says.
"Yes. You can go. Bye, darling!" I say running out the door to my car.
I'm going to Roger's house.
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*I get out of my car and run up to Roger's door. I knock on the door repeatedly. Eventually, it opens up.
"Freddie?" Roger says.
"No time for talking!" I say pushing him away from the doorway.
I run upstairs to his room.
"Hey! What are you doing?" He says chasing after me.
I open his closet. No skirts, blouses, or bows. I do find the tie though. It's exactly how Brian said it looked.
"AHA!" I scream. "I knew it!"
"Knew what?" Roger says. "I wore that at the beginning of college."
"Goddammit, Roger!" I say throwing the tie at him. I quickly run into his parent's room.
I go into the closet. I find a black skirt and a white long sleeve shirt. I grab them.
I find the bows on his mum's side of the sink. I grab them and run to Roger's room. I put them on the bed.
"I knew it!" I say.
"Um... what?" He says confused.
"Mrs. Rina Meadow." I say putting my hands on my hips. "Do you remember the first time you saw Brian?"
"Yep." He says. "When you introduced him to me."
"No, before that!"
Roger sits quietly thinking what happened. He still doesn't remember a lot, for Joe knocked him out.
"De- Deaky's... dare?" He says.
He looks down at the clothes then back at me.
"Oh my god! Deaky's dare!" Roger screams.
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