Queen oneshots

Daffodils : Breaky

Sequel to anemones and amaryllises enjoy x

Brian's POV:
I laid in bed, feeling so awful. I didn't want to do it, but I did. I hated to see the way his face looked when I told him it was over. It wasn't my fault, I wish I didn't have to. I want him back already, I wanted him back the moment I left. His sweet face, and his beautiful smile. I hated to think he was crying right now, but I'm guessing that's the reality. I was staying with my Mum at the moment, before I figured out what I was going to do. I looked around the walls of my childhood bedroom, nothing had changed really. The glow in the dark star stickers still stuck to the ceiling, the posters of famous rock groups up on the blue walls, and the same solar system model that I made in year 8 displayed in the corner.

"Brian!!" My mum called from down stairs.

"Yeah?" I called back.

"Freddie is on the phone for you."

What did he want? I grunted and pushed myself off the bed, slowly making my way down the stairs where my Mum was patiently waiting, phone in hand.

I took it from her nodding my head slightly in thanks. "You alright Fred?"

"Yeh, well no.. um. It's Deaky, he's um in the hospital." He sounded panicked and very upset.

I felt my heart drop, what if he did something bad, like really bad, and it's all my fault, fuck.

"What? What happened?!" I spluttered, waiting impatiently for his reply.

"Well he passed out, Rog came over to give you guys back the champagne glasses we used last week, and then Deaky was just passed out... and you where gone." He sounded close to crying.

"Oh my god. Is.. is he okay?"

"I don't know... but where are you? Why weren't you at home? Is everything okay?" He sounded deeply concerned, but I didn't know if I could manage to tell him.

"Oh um I was just at Mums.. yeh it's all good." To me it didn't sound very convincing, but he seemed to buy it.

"Well are you coming?" He asked, I couldn't go to see him. I couldn't, I wish I could but it was against the rules.

"Where?" I tried to play dumb as well as I could.

"The hospital!!" He half shouted down the phone, sounding very stressed.

"Oh um.. I don't know. I might not be able to make it." I sighed, not even having to fake my sadness.

"What? He's your boyfriend! You have to come, what's wrong with you Brian!?" He was starting to realise something was off, I couldn't let that happen.

"Look Fred, I'll try... just I might not be able to. I have to go, I'll see you soon." I felt like I was going to faint, with all this stress put on me, how did I get into this mess?

"What Bria-" but before he could protest anymore I hung up on him and ran back up to my room, to let out the tears that had been building up.

I laid on the bed, my body shaking with each sob and I let out. I couldn't do this shit anymore, I loved him too much. But no, I had to... or who knows what could happen.

I was in an endless pit of sadness, just replaying the look of heartbreak on his gorgeous face. How his bottom lip quivered and his eyes searched mine for any sign of hope. I wanted him in my arms again, and I was so worried. I needed to be there for him, in that lonely hospital, but I couldn't- and that was the worst part. Not that he wasn't there to love me, that he couldn't comfort me or that he couldn't kiss me. But rather that I couldn't do any of those things to him, and it felt like shit.