No One But You

54. I Love You Too, Freddie

Author's note at the end!! :)

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Madison

"I love you," Roger tells me on the phone. 

I smile and twirl my phone's cord in my fingers. MY heart never fails to skip a beat when I hear him say those words - the same words he struggled so hard with all that time ago. 

"I love you too," I say, looking down at my feet. 

"I love you more!" I vaguely hear Freddie shout in the background. 

I roll my eyes at the foolish behavior. I haven't seen the boys in months yet they still manage to show off their childlike behavior through nothing but postcards and phone calls. 

"Tell Freddie I love him too," I say to Roger. 

"No way, I don't want him getting the wrong idea," Rog argues. 

"Seriously?" 

"Seriously," 

I huff and shake my head. Roger can be a dip sometimes but he is also extremely protective. It this case it's a little extra, but most other times it's endearing. 

"Did she say it back?" I hear Freddie ask, sounding much closer than he was a second ago. 

"Piss off, Freddie. This is my Maddie time," Roger seethes. 

Freddie laughs and mutters something I can't quite make out. I could only imagine the comment that flew out of his mouth. There are about a thousand different things I could picture Freddie saying. 

Glancing at the clock that's hung on my living room wall, I sigh. 

"I should probably get going. Veronica should be here any moment to get me," I tell Roger. 

Since Veronica and I are both pregnant and our significant other's are quite literally out of the country, we've been planning our doctor's visits at the same time. Mary and Chrissie have been absolutely wonderful in supporting us and coming with us to various appointments but Veronica and I know they have other things going on that they shouldn't put on hold for us. So the two of us plan our schedules accordingly so we can support each other while taking care of what we need to. It works out. 

Today we have a doctor's appointment just to check on the baby and make sure he or she is healthy. Veronica and I both agreed we want to be surprised with the sex of our child so we're unsure at the moment if we are having a boy or a girl, although Veronica swear she's having a girl based off of her instinct and food cravings. 

"Good luck, love. I'm there with you in spirit," Roger tells me. He sounds sad, most likely because he's not here with me. He broke down crying over the phone the other week because of how far he is. He expressed to me his sadness in leaving me while he's on the road but I assured him it's for the better. 

I know Roger loves Queen and he absolutely loves touring. I think he's stuck in between wanting both worlds and he desperately wants for everything to be perfect. Unfortunately that's not how it is, but he forgets that we're actually in a really good place. I tried to lighten the mood by telling Roger that he doesn't have to deal with my mood swings or excessive eating but I don't think it helped.

I wish Roger was here with me. It breaks my heart to live alone, especially while pregnant. The only thing keeping me sane are his phone calls and knowing that he's with the boys, doing what he loves.  

"I'll make sure to take it all in so I can tell you everything in detail," I tell Rog at the same time someone knocks on my door, nearly giving me a heart attack. "I'll be there in a second!" I shout, covering the phone so I don't blow Roger's ear drums out, although I'm pretty sure he's going deaf as it is.