No One But You

42. World Tour

I watched Bohemian Rhapsody again. I cried. Several times. 

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Madison

"A world tour?" I ask. 

Roger just broke the news to me. My heart shatters slightly, for selfish reasons. Is it horrible that I don't want Roger to leave? Of course I'm happy for him. I'm ecstatic for all the boys, but I'm only human and I wish my boyfriend didn't have to leave for months. 

Roger nods, taking my hands in his. His soft is touch as he rubs his thumbs over the tops of my hands.

"This is the biggest thing to ever happen to Queen," he tells me. I can tell he's hesitant about his excitement. most likely he doesn't want to hurt me, but my heart hurts regardless. 

"Rog," I say. I pull a hand out of his and cup his face gently. "I'm so happy for you," I tell him, my voice cracking slightly. 

He smiles sadly. "I wish you could be there every step of the way," he says. I wish I could too, but it's not realistic. I'm finishing my degree and looking for work. Rog keeps telling me I don't need to work and that he'll always support me, but I don't want to be that person. Plus it gives me something to do to keep myself occupied when he's gone. It might seem like it's holding me back from accompanying him on tour, but honestly I think I just need to be grounded. I need to stay home. 

I pull my hand away from Roger's face and stand up, walking towards the window. I stare out of it, crossing my arms while I think. I sigh. Too many thoughts are running through my mind for me to process. My life is moving so fast right now. I don't know how Roger does it to be honest. 

"Are you okay?" Roger asks. 

I don't answer. I suppose I am okay, but at the same time I'm not. I hate this feeling. I hate feeling like I'm holding Roger back. I can tell how excited he is for this tour but he's toning it down for my sake. I don't want to be the thing holding him back. 

Before I can even process anything to say, tears fall from my eyes. My vision becomes blinded as they keep rolling down. Roger is up and out of his seat in seconds, embracing me in his arms. 

"I don't know if I can do it," I sob. 

Roger sighs as he holds me. God I'm so emotional right now. 

"It won't be long, love. And I'll tell you all about it," Roger says to me. "Every single night I'll call. It'll be like I'm right there with you," 

I nod, wiping a tear away from my cheek. Roger kisses my forehead softly. Brian's right. I do make him soft. And I absolutely love it. 

"I love you," He says to me. As I stare into his eyes, I get flashbacks to the beginning of our relationship. I remember the feeling I got when he was with that brunette. I remember hating him for how he slept with nearly every girl. I remember being scared because I began to fall for him, hard and fast. He makes me feel something I've never felt before, and I know I have that affect on him as well. Knowing that I make him feel the same way I feel about him is...well there's no word for it. 

"I love you more," I tell him. He smiles softly as I lean up to kiss him. 

Before things can get too intimate, which I felt coming, Roger pulls away and just stares at mess smiling. 

"What do you say we get lunch with my parents and sister tomorrow? They've never met you and I think it's been long enough," Roger says. 

I feel that nervous jump in my heart. It was bound to happen. We've been putting it off too long. Somehow I think I have the fear that by introducing our relationship to our parents, this little fantasy we have will come to an end. I know personally that my mother will lecture me and my father will make some stupid comments. And my brothers...well they'll be relentless about it. And on top of that there's always the fear that Roger's family will hate me. Then this little world that we've built together could all come crashing down. 

"Do you - do you think they'll like me, Rog?" I ask the blonde boy in front of me. 

He laughs. "No," he says. "I think they'll love you. I know they will,"

I rest my forehead on his chest briefly before groaning and looking back up at him. 

"Well I suppose we should make a weekend out of it. Let's introduce you to my family while we're at it," I suggest. 

Now Roger is the one with the worried look. 

"Yeah," he says, taking a hand off my waist and scratching the back of his neck. "That'll be nice. It's long overdue,"

I laugh. "It really is,"

Honestly we should have done this months ago. I'm not terribly close to my parents or brothers so I haven't felt the need to introduce them. I love them, sure, but Roger is something sacred in my life I don't want my parents ruining. There's a reason I'm not that close to them. 

"Now, my love, I do believe we have dinner at Brian's tonight that we should be getting ready for. We need to discuss the details of our tour with you all," Roger tells me. 

The hurt feeling returns but I push it to the side so I can focus on being happy for Rog and the guys. They're my real family and I want to celebrate the boys' victory with them - not sulk. 

"Okay," I sigh. I go to walk away but Roger pulls me close to him and kisses me passionately. 

"Do you think we have time for a quickie?" he asks. 

I roll my eyes and push him away. "A quickie?" I laugh. 

Roger groans, an impatient look spreading across his features. 

"I want to make love to you for hours but we don't have time," he says quickly. My face heats up. He was just soft a second ago. Now he's - quite literally - hardening up. 

Without saying anything, Roger and I exchange a look. Simultaneously we both skip off to the bedroom, giggling like fools as we kick off our clothing. This day has been wild. 

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Not my best chapter. I'm having really bad writers block but I owe you all a chapter :)