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~1 year later~
alex and i were together again and nothing had happened like before. he hadn't hurt me or anything, we did have small arguments but it never escalated beyond shouting. he was still a slob and still drank a lot. delilah and roger had been dating for a few months and freddie had met a really nice girl called mary. everyone loved mary, she was incredibly sweet and i believe freddie really did love her. roger and i drifted a lot since i got back with alex and he was with delilah. we often talked but mostly with the rest of the band. every time i see him i still feel something, i shouldn't, but i do. delilah was head over heels for him but, to be honest, i didn't think roger liked her that much. she can be a bit much sometimes but she was my bestfriend.
i had started to loose feelings for alex even though he was being nice. i contemplated breaking up with him quite a lot. my thoughts were broken by the phone ringing from the kitchen. it was 10pm so i wasn't too sure who would be ringing me at this time.
i plodded to the kitchen and answered to hear delilah, i think she was crying. 'hello, y/n?' she said, her voice breaking. 'hey delilah' i replied 'can you come over please?' she asked. 'now?', i was a bit annoyed as i was just about to go to bed. 'yes please' she said persuasively, 'fine, i'll be there in 10' i sighed.
~20 minutes later~
delilah was sobbing non stop over the fact roger had broken up with her. i knew it wouldn't last forever, roger isn't committed enough and nor is delilah. 'he said he didn't like me the whole time and he was still loving someone else' she whined. 'it's okay' i said, i didn't really know what to say in these situations, i wouldn't make a good therapist at all.
we sat and talked for hours, i had to get home before alex would have a go at me so i hugged delilah and said goodbye to jake who had just come home a couple minutes ago.
the walk home was short as i paced quickly. i got in the door and saw smashed beer bottles and just empty beer bottles everywhere. alex was completely wasted when i got back. 'where the fuck have you been' he slurred. 'i was with delilah' i replied quietly. 'bullshit, you were with a guy. whore' he spat. the thing is i wasn't lying but no matter what i knew he wouldn't believe me. 'i-' and before i could finish he had pushed me incredibly hard and my knees gave in and i crashed down on the wooden floor. i had hit my head on the table extremely hard and it hurt a lot. he kicked me in the shin where i had previously hurt it so the pain was more intense. i didn't feel much pain due to shock and just being terrified. he hadn't lashed out like this in ages and i thought he had changed. i couldn't deal with him anymore.
i ran upstairs, packed an old suitcase with as much as possible and ran downstairs, passing alex. 'you'll never leave me, i won't let you' he said. those words made me uneasy. i couldn't go to freddie's because he was with mary and i didn't want to disrupt anything and i couldn't go back to delilah's, she was already going through a breakup and she was probably asleep. the only person left was roger. he lived the closest to me so it was the easiest.
i practically sprinted to his apartment and frantically knocked on his door. he opened it with a cigarette in his mouth. 'y/n? what you doing here?' he asked taking a drag. 'a-alex' i managed to say, i felt tears forming in my eyes. 'what happened? what did he do? come in'. i wasn't crying as much as the first time, i was still in shock so i didn't really know what to do with myself. 'he hurt me' i calmly said. i pressed my hand on the back of my head and felt loads of blood gush out, my hand was covered in it. 'oh my god, you're bleeding a lot' roger said trying not to look panicked. he rushed to the kitchen, grabbing a clean tea towel and pressing it on my head. i yelped in pain, i hadn't realised how much it hurt until now. 'sorry love, but it'll make it better' he softly said.
~1 hour later~
my head had stopped bleeding now and the cut wasn't that big, it just bled a lot which made it look bigger. my shin was definitely bruised though. i was so thankful for roger, he had always helped me when shit like this happened, even if i had been a complete asshole.
it had seemed like hours that me and roger were talking for and it was just like before, when we'd stay up all night just talking about pointless things. i remembered what i had felt for him and memories flooded my mind. we sat in silence for a minute until roger blurted out 'i never stopped liking you. it's why i dated delilah, to try and distract myself from you'. his words made me blush. i had always liked him a bit, even though i told myself otherwise. 'apparently if you like someone for more than 4 months it's considered love' i said holding my breath. i dont know why i said that, it just felt like the right thing to say. 'maybe i love you then' he shyly said. roger taylor might love me, what is happening. 'maybe' i said smiling.
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a/n
this chapter was really bad, sorry.
i watched rocketman today and omg it's so good. it's my second favourite film heh.
keep reading <3
~ h
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