☆𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬☆

"𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦"

✨𝘗𝘵. 2✨

"rog..." brian trailed off with a sigh. roger looked down relaxed his arms. he once again messed up his drum solo. "i-i'm sorry, just run it back one more time. i'll get it this time" he looked at them. john signaled fred to replay it. he twirled the drum stick around his fingers. he took in a breath as he started to hit the drums. the longer he went the harder he started to hit them and eventually the sticks broke taking aback the boys. he threw them on the ground in anger and rubbed his face standing up from his seat.

"roger" john called as he walked past them. "i'm taking a break" he told them leaving out of the studio aka recording was finished for today. he sat in the other room in silence and looked over at the phone on the table. should i call her? he thought bouncing his leg.

going with yes, he picked up the phone dialing her number. he put it up again his ear waiting for the call to be answered. i just want to hear her voice.

"𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰?" her soft voice said. he stayed silent debating whether or not he should say something. "𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰? 𝘐𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
he softly placed the phone down hanging it up. in his mind, he knew if he said something she wouldn't want to talk to him and maybe she already moved on and is starting to look for someone better. someone who wouldn't leave her for something so small.

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"should we just bring her? he's distracted, he's depressed, he can't even concentrate on a damn drum solo" john said taking his bass strap off of his shoulders.

"remember y/n's and rogers' relationship? remember that?" john asked the two boys. "yeah" brian and fred answered. "trash" john put his hand out at them. "john.." brian sighed giving him a look.

"it's clear that y/n is over roger. she hasn't called us anymore, when was the last time she even talked to you?" he asked brian. "almost a month ago" he answered. "ok! so she's over it and roger should be over it also so i don't know why he's still hanging on when clearly she let go a long time ago because his depression vibe is making me sick..literally, i had a cold last week" john spoke as the door behind them opened.

simultaneously, brian and fred both sat on the couch with a pursed smiles on their face as roger walked out of the room.

"the hell are you so pissed about my relationship for?"
john spun around on his heel towards the blonde. "it's none of your business about mines and y/n's status-"
"but it is my business to make sure that the people around me are okay," john cut him off. "you can't do anything because your mind is stuck on y/n. if she's on your mind so much why don't you call the girl, take her out, talk it over-"

"i've called her....she didn't answer" he lied. "well do it again" john said taking not taking no for a answer. "john it's none of your business, just let it go. it's nothing serious-"

"you cried!" john exclaimed. roger rolled his eyes and licked his lips. "you've been crying for a month!"

"you should call nine-one-one" fred said to brian as they watched the two bicker back and forth. brian nodded and stood up from his comfortable spot and went over to the phone. he called y/n placing his back on the wall as he continued to watch them argue.

"𝘺/𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦!" she answered. "y/n.." brian said. "𝘰𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘺, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬-"
"long time no see actually" brian paused before talking again. "you need to come to the studio" he simply told her. it was silent on the other end before a chuckle went through the phone. "𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺" she said. brian looked around thinking of a something that would somehow get her there.
"john," he started talking thinking of what else to say. "𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯?"
"john...is in danger. very bad danger, i think he's about to die" brian lied—well half lied. roger was seriously getting mad at john at this point he could punch him. "𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯-"
"seriously. i'm being really serious" brian made his voice stern. "𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘰, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘣𝘺-"
"you are a life saver. literally" brian hung up and walked back over to fred.

"—who even said i was depressed in the first place?!"
"you?!" they continued. "so is y/n coming?" fred asked brian. he nodded his head. "she need hurry. this argument is kind of dying down. roger ate your cheese by the way" fred lied so the argument can continue.

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the door opened to the room making it go silent. roger looked towards the door and his tensed body and face relaxed when he saw her. he just stared, and that was all he did.

"you told me john was about to die" y/n mumbled towards brian. brain just raised his hand up at her.
she sighed. "well, it was nice seeing everyone but i have to go, i'm very busy today-"

"i think we all know you're doing nothing" fred cut her off. john pushed roger towards y/n since he hasn't said or done anything. she looked at him but she didn't hold the same stare he had. she turned away and left out of the place.

"y/n.." roger went after her. the room was quiet after roger left. "soo" fred dragged on. "anyone want a drink?" he offered standing up.

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"y/n please stop," he caught up to her. "hey" he grabbed her wrist and turned her around. "what!" she snapped. "what could you possibly want?" she looked at him waiting for a answer. she leaned over a little as her eyebrows shot up when he just stayed silent. "you're just wasting my time" she mumbled opening the door leave but roger closed it back. he walked up behind her wrapping his arms around her.

"i'm sorry" he mumbled into her neck. "i'm really sorry. i love you so much. so much you mean the world to me. i didn't know what i was thinking that day, y/n, i wasn't thinking at all when those words left my mouth and if i could erase that whole day i would with no hesitation. it was stupid..that's what it was. i really miss you and i want you back" he held her body tighter. she closed her eyes letting drops of tears fall out. "roger..." she mumbled but he stopped her from talking.

"remember that poem..that you wrote? it was about me" he let go of her and slowly turned her around so she could look at him. "you wrote it a year ago, on valentine's day. i read it every night. y/n, you'll always be my love. always. and i want to keep it that way" he cupped her face. "please, give me a second chance"

he caressed her cheek before leaning in and giving her a soft kiss.

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"so" john spoke up as roger closed the door behind him. "everything is fine" he mumbled. there was nothing showing on his face. not even a small smile.