The Love I Never Gave-Maylor

Caught

Brian's POV

Roger and I were all dressed up again and ready to leave. We didn't think much about what had just gone down only mere seconds ago, so we weren't expecting anything to come out of the nowhere. Walking down the stairs, feet pounding against the steps, once we reached the bottom of the staircase, that's when it became very apparent that there was something wrong. And it wasn't just anything that could be brushed off without giving it a second thought, it was something else. There Freddie was, standing still, with a petrified expression on his face. Needless to say, there were no questions having to been asked about how he was feeling, the answer being clear on his face and based on how he eyed Roger and I. 

"Fred, you okay?" I asked. There was worry in my voice that I wasn't feeling so sure about but even with that, it didn't mean that I wouldn't keep trying to find out what was really going on before it was too late. For all he knew, it could've meant for something more serious to come and he wanted to get down to the bottom of it before it could get to that point. 

"Yeah..." he said, voice trailing off into nothing and fading away into the abyss that was the tense air that filled the room, no signs of it being gone soon. That wasn't the only thing going wrong either, the vibe was offset to an almost unbearable sense of tension. It was almost as if Freddie knew something we didn't. 

He looked at me in the eye with a confused and suspicious look and then at Roger. It was nothing to take with a grain of salt, in fact, being the opposite of that. The way his eyes stared into mine with a worried but at the same time confused look, I couldn't help but be confused myself. It unsettled me to say the least and I was quick to leave.

"Bye for now!" I pulled Roger with me out the door.

I didn't say a word about what happened back there the whole way home. Now that we returned to Roger's house, I felt a tad safer and asked him about it.

"Rog, did you notice that look Freddie gave us when we were about to leave?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"It made me nervous, maybe he hear everything happening between us—"

Roger's eyes widened and filled with worry.

"Brian, he knows about us, our relationship, oh no..."

"We have to tell them."

"Tomorrow," he stated.

"Yes, as soon as possible."

"But how?" Roger questioned.

"I don't know, that's the problem, we'll hopefully have something figured out by the end of today."

The rest of the day was swallowed by distress and disturbance, with Roger and I ripping our hair out trying to figure out a way to tell the rest of the band about us. Unfortunately, we didn't come up with any ideas, but we still had tomorrow to think about it. Even though we were under pressure, we didn't let that stop us from going to the park at 10 pm, which was now a tradition between both of us.