Love Of My Life {•Roger Taylor•} BOOK ONE

chapter twenty three;

"Promotion?" I asked.

"Yes darling! We've decided to promote you as Queen's new personal assistant." Freddie exclaimed.

"Oh my god, thank you guys so much. That really means a lot." I said as I hugged both of them.

Roger decided to keep me held in his arms the whole way to the pub. When we arrived, I saw John and Bri waiting at the entrance. I could see paparazzi trying to talk with them, but they ignored the paparazzi. We had walked in, and this pub had a VIP section that Freddie had reserved for our visit.

"Fred- You didn't have to go this far," I said as I walked through the red ropes to get to our booth.

"Of course I had to darling, you're a big deal around here now." He said, hugging me again.

What did I do to deserve such an amazing friend like Fred. I ask myself this a lot, and sometimes I feel like I don't deserve a friend like him. As we sat in the booth, Roger pulled me down to sit in his lap. He held his arm around my waist as we talked with the other boys.

"Guys, I'm going to go to the restroom." I said as I hopped off Roger's lap.

"Alright love, be careful." Roger said as he let me up.

I made my way over to the ladies room. As I was about to reach it, I felt a hand grab onto my wrist. I turned around to see a tall man who had a smug grin on his face. I tried to get him to let go, but he wouldn't.

"Let go of me you bugger!" I yelled as loud as I could, hoping someone would hear me.

"Oh feisty much? I like that in a woman." He smirked as he grabbed onto my other wrist just as tight.

"Let go of me!" I yelled even louder hoping someone would hear me.

"No, not today. You're just what I need tonight." He said as he held my wrists even tighter.

I dragged him everywhere, and no matter what, he followed. He still had a tight grip on my wrists, but he went anywhere I went. I decided to try and drag him by the VIP area where I'm hoping someone I know will come and help me. It took me a few minutes to get in front of it, but I had made it where I saw all of the boys talking.

"Get off of me!" I yelled as loud as I could. The boys spotted the man on top of me, and Roger came dashing to my rescue.

"Get off of her you fucking wanker!" He yelled as he pushed the man off me.

Freddie took me back to the booth, and Bri went out to help Roger. John and Fred were keeping me company as I saw Roger punching the man. Bri was trying to pry him off, but no matter what, Roger still went after him.

After a good ten minutes, Roger and Brian came back. Roger held me as tight as he could and started apologizing. I'm glad I had such a caring boyfriend.