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

chapter thirty one;

Me and Roger were getting ready for Fred's Halloween party. I'm so glad I mad my mother mad, she was a witch. Roger was already in his Prince Charming outfit, and he looked good as hell.

After I did my makeup, I went to find the blue dress I remember I had from last year I used for a wedding. It looked a bit like a wedding dress, but the skirt was a bit smaller. It still went my ankles, but it was beautiful according to the family at my cousin's wedding. Roger hadn't seen it yet because I had a bunch of dresses I kept hidden in case I needed to use them for special occasions.

I have put it on and put on my white heels and I went out to the living room where Roger was waiting to let him see it. As I made my 'Royal Entrance,' Roger's jaw fell. I thought it was going to fall off.

"Maddie- love you look as stunning as ever." He said as he grabbed my hand to press a kiss against it. I blushed madly.

"Thank you Mr. Taylor, you look very handsome yourself ." I winked.

We headed out on our way to Fred's house.

When we arrived, it looked like a concert was going on inside his house. Roger opened my door and held my hand as we walked to the main entrance which had a guard standing and well, guarding.

"Hello, and how do you know Mr. Mercury?" The guard asked.

"Roger Taylor, drummer for Queen. This is my girlfriend and his best friend, Maddie." Roger said as his hand gripped tighter into mine.

The guard let us in and we spotted Fred near the bar, struggling to keep himself up. He was dressed up as a girl, but had the boobs outside of his shirt.

We met up with Deaky, Veronica, Brian, and Chrissie. I bursted out laughing when I saw Brian dressed as a poodle.

"Nice costume Bri, suites you very well," I said trying not to make him too angry.

"Thank you Maddie," he said as he rolled his eyes, "I see your Prince Charming has brought you. Where's your carriage?" He asked teasingly.

"My car is the carriage of a lifetime!" Roger exclaimed.

We all sat down at a table. I wondered where Mary was at. I bet she would've loved to come to this party, but I guess she hasn't come tonight. We all enjoyed talking with each other. Roger put his hand on my thigh, making tiny circles upon it. My Prince Charming.

We finally saw Fred as the party died down, shitfaced as normal.

"Fred, is there ever going to be a party you won't get shitfaced at?" I asked him, holding my head in my hands.

"I don't think so darling! It brings joy to my life!" He shouted as he got on top of the table.

That was Roger's cue to bring us both home after tonight.