Just Smile

CHAPTER FIVE

*Hey guys! I'm so sorry this took so long for me to get up! I've been having a bit of trouble within how I want to lately, and I've just wanted to get this chapter done so I can write the next few exciting ones for you!
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I'm sorry this isn't my best work (I HATE the ending) but I'll be back with a chapter I love soon, I promise! 💕💕*

*JOHN'S POV*
I sighed as quietly as I could, my eyes staring the ceiling as I struggled to fall asleep lying next to Freddie. He'd told me about his conversation with Roger, confirming my fears that the drummer did in fact, have feelings for him. I wasn't worried about them, I just felt guilty that Fred had to break his heart because of me. Because we've been sneaking around for the last month behind everyone's backs! It wasn't meant to turn into anything like this. I'd only just met them all, but there was something so intriguing about Freddie that made me want to find out more. It made me curious as to what he was like, as to what he did and thought about. This whole thing only started by us hanging around after band meetings and things, having tea and just chatting about ourselves. It was nice, getting to know someone who I quickly found out was a lot more like me than I'd first thought. Freddie was shy, and quiet too, his real personality a lot less intimidating than his on stage one. He was still ridiculously over the top at times, and his flat was decorated with bits and bobs of anything you could think of, but it all suited him quite well. He was lovely too. I mean, I could tell that from our first meeting, but I didn't realise how lovely he was until he asked me to dinner the first time. He'd offered to cook, but said he was a horrible chef, so opted for his favourite restaurant instead, insisting to pay and walk me home as he did the first day we'd met. There was just something hiding under the facade he threw on that caught my eye, and I was enjoying peeling away some of his layers as we got closer.

"Lovey, do you mind sighing a little quieter? Some of us are trying to sleep you know." He joked from beside me, the humour in his voice earning a small laugh from me as he leant over to click the lamp beside the bed on, quickly illuminating the room. "What's the matter, hmm?" He asked, his arms pulling me closer immediately as I sighed yet again, my head resting on his chest as it always would the nights I stayed over.

"Nothing." I mumbled, my eyes now focused on one of the many pictures the frontman had pinned to the walls of his bedroom. The place was littered with his artworks, most of them being confined to his room though. I wish he'd put more out there. He really was talented, and he should believe it. I'd taken a few pictures home myself, showing my mother proudly the masterpieces my (boy)friend had drawn.

"Oh yes! It's 2am and you're awake because you're perfectly fine darling!" He said sarcastically, making me roll my eyes as I'm sure he had a cheeky smirk on his face. "What's bothering you love?" He sighed too, his hand finding it's way into my hair.

"I'm just...I don't want Roger to be upset with me tomorrow." I said quietly, feeling stupid as I said the words out loud. I was worried Rog would somehow find out about me being Freddie's "mystery man", and I didn't want him to feel as though I betrayed him somehow. I'd only found out about their little thing through Brian, the older man ranting one day about having to hear them fucking all the time. It came as a shock to me, hearing that the man I'd been out to dinner with (on multiple occasions) was in bed with someone else every other night. I tried to break us off, not wanting to be someone's side thing, but Freddie insisted that he and Roger were just sleeping together and there were no feelings on his end. I was a little surprised when he said he'd stop seeing him. Another thing I'd heard from Brian was that both Fred and Roger weren't ones to settle down, relationships not being either of their things it would seem. He said I shouldn't be too shocked to see more than one person leaving their room per night while we were performing either, which definitely took me a aback a bit. I'd never have guessed that Freddie would be so casual when it came to sleeping around. He seemed to love doting over someone and being romantic, that's what I've seen at least.