The Love I Never Gave-Maylor

Chance

The walk home was a walk full of shame and regret. How stupid could I have been to think that he actually liked me back!? Of course, he didn't! More importantly, I messed everything up with him and I. The bond we had was broken now, thanks to me I couldn't stand the thought of facing him again. Nothing would ever be the same between us again.

Roger's POV

I still can't believe it, Brian likes me!? Looking back on it, how did I not see the signs? He covered his face a lot because he was blushing! It was always kind of awkward between us, Brian seemed uneasy around me most times. The question was, did I like him? I don't know...his whole personality was of that unlike any other person. Great interests, a major sense of ambition, not to mention the fact that he was had a great sense of humor. That smile, so charming and his eyes too, the perfect shade of hazel. Wait a minute, I do like him, shit..How did I not know this before? All this time, I, Roger Fucking Meddows Taylor have had a crush on Brian Harold May and I didn't know this until now! What the heck! Everything was like a slap to the face, only coming to overwhelm me. To come to think of it, Brian looked disappointed when he left, eyes droopy and teary. It was because of me, I hurt him.

The Next Day

I've been thinking about it day and night and my feelings for Brian are confirmed and genuine. I was ready to respond to his confession. I picked the phone up and dialed his number in.

Brian's POV

Today has been a sulking day for me. I still haven't recovered from the harsh rejection of yesterday. It would take me a few days, weeks at most. The thought of seeing him again made my heart sink, with that in mind, locking myself up inside my house was a reasonable choice.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Oh no, who could that be? Hope it's not Roger. I answered it, doubts lingering in mind.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Roger."

Stomach sank, it was Roger.

"Can you come over to my house? It's important. I understand if you don't want to, but I'd really appreciate if were able to come."

I thought about it for a moment. Should I go? I can't leave him hanging.

"All right, give me ten minutes."

"Thank you, goodbye."

I didn't want to go in case he was going to break my heart again, but I managed to walk myself over to his house. Here goes nothing. I knocked on the door and anxiously waited for a response. It opened and Roger's face peeked through it before fully opening the door.

"Hi, come inside, I have something important to tell you."

I sat on the same sofa and he came in after a few seconds. He looked nervous, fidgeting around with his hands and uneven movements, pacing around the room.

"So about yesterday, I've been thinking things over, and I came to a conclusion. But before that, I want to say that I'm sorry if I hurt you after I rejected you. One more thing, I didn't reject you and that leads me to my conclusion. Thing is...I like you too."

Hearing those words from him left me in shock and it was my turn to sit still, mind blank, in disbelief of what had happened. Roger walked up to me and sat in the empty seat on the sofa.

"Bri?"

I turned over to face him and we locked eyes. His eyes, so big and beautiful. They cast a spell on you that made it impossible to look at anything else. Those lips, they looked softer than butter and as plump as two pillows on his face. I scooted over to him, trying to make them appear subtle as possible, so he wouldn't notice. I found myself leaning in towards him and before I could stop, our faces were mere centimeters from each other. Our lips slowly met with a gentle kiss, a long one, and that was when our feelings for one another set in stone. Lips parted, lingering. I can't believe this, I kissed the man of my dreams. Was this just fantasy? Heart raced from excitement and adrenaline rushed over me, shudders going off. The taste, well, it tasted...like him. Heat filled my face and I turned away, knowing for sure I was blushing again. Next thing I know, Roger pulled me by the shirt collar, yanking me back to him and we kiss again.

I cupped his face, loving the way it felt in between my hands. Hungrily grasping his hair and kissing him to no end. He let out a soft gasp, hands on my arms, squeezing them, not knowing where else to go. Hands went onto his waist, traveling up and down, occasionally going to his bum. Roger giggled under his breath and a smile formed onto his face, I loved making him laugh, it was my favorite sound in the world. He ran his fingers through my curls, getting his hand buried in them. I made the effort to push my tongue deeper into his mouth, exploring the depths of it followed by of our tongues tickling one another quickly, almost dancing together. With his grip still on my shirt collar, he set me down onto the bed and got on top of me, scooting his body to kiss me comfortably on his back, hands traveling everywhere and his own clutching my face, not letting it go anywhere. Roger began to unbutton my blouse and I ripped his shirt off, throwing it onto the ground, moving onto the belt. Things were getting more intense by every kiss, with Roger pushing his torso closer and closer to mine. We had to take a break after a while, parting from each other, panting for breath.

"Wow, I can't believe we did that," Roger breathed out.

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that for," I added.

"I know right, I thought this day would never come!"

We sat back in the bed, laying down, enjoying the silence between us. 

"I like you," I said.

"Nah, I like you more," Roger joked.

"Nope, think again. I like you more."

"No, me."

"Me."

"Me."

"Me."

We burst out into laughter, enjoying the special moment between us. Eyes traveled up to the clock and it read 10:36pm. It was the time for me to go, the other part of me wanted to so desperately stay, but I couldn't.

"Rog, it's late, mind if I go now?"

He turned over to the clock, reading it, and turned back to me.

"You're right. I suppose you can go now if you want to."

"Thanks," I said walking over to the door, opening it.

"Promise me one thing," Roger added.

"Sure, anything."

"Come back when you get the chance."

"Of course." And I was out the door.