♕𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐬♕ 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫

✰.𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞.✰

♕Brian's P.O.V♕

Six o'clock had arrived at last after most of the afternoon I spent lazing around, strumming my shitty guitar, scribbling down notes and watching the clouds from the perfect spot on the rooftop like last night.

I had hoped to see roger up there, maybe for an early morning smoke before his shift, but I was disappointed to find I was alone.

Although it was nice and relaxing, before the long nights I'd spend up studying and stressing about exams when I started school the next day.

I was enjoying it while I could.

But it was now six o'clock and I had to get going.

Running a comb through my thick curls and shoving my guitar back in the wardrobe, (which was the only place it could really fit as I didn't want it to seem to my roommate that I was a cluttered person) I was out the door and making my way to the quaint little coffee shop.

The sun was slowly melting into the towering buildings of London as it was growing darker by the second, with the street lamps now flickering on.

I made a left, backtracking my way to the shop and arrived at the crumbling little cafe with brick walls and tainted windows, the reason it attracted me in the first place was how it stood out.

I swung the door open and saw Roger sweeping the floors with his messy blonde hair tangled over his face, accompanied with two other people who were wiping down the tables.

He shot up and grinned at me which I replied with a little wave and a smile.

❝Hey Brian! ❞ He beamed, leaning the splintery broom on the table next to him and walking over.

❝Evening roger.❞ I said, closing the door behind me which was letting in a gentle breeze.

❝This is Freddie and John by the way.❞ Roger informed me pointing to the pair of boys about my age, one with dark groomed hair and the other a bit shorter with long brown hair.

❝Nice to meet you darling, Rogers told us so much about you.❞ The one I assumed was Freddie smirked, which led to Roger flushing a bright pink and tucking his hair behind his ear.

❝We've about finished our shift so we'll lock up and get going, alright?❞ Said John who plucked up both his and Freddie's soggy cloth and dumped it behind the counter.

❝Oh! Also, Brian I got something for you.❞ Roger rushed behind the counter and returned holding a little pastry wrapped in a brown napkin.

❝Raspberry eclair? You remembered?❞ I laughed, which he responded to with a nod.

The warm feeling of butterflies fluttered around inside my stomach at Rogers bright smile which could light up any room.

He quickly yanked off his apron which was covered in coffee and tea stains, throwing it onto a near by hook.

❝Ok, lets go.❞ Roger said, and with that, we left.

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♕Rogers P.O.V♕

Yesterday at the record shop it had been Freddie and John talking about my clumsy encounter with Brian, but this morning it had been me chatting about how we had smoked cigarettes and talked under the moonlight, every now and again adding in a random fact about him.

Brian made my heart pound out of my chest when he'd glance over at me, and when I'd look over at him I caught myself gazing intently, taking in all his lovely features.

It wasn't until we were about halfway to the movie theatres that I admitted to myself that I in fact had a small crush on Brian May. Could I see myself falling in love and some how marrying him even though we have had like two conversations? Definitely.

I was pulled out my thoughts when Brian slowed down his pace to walk beside, I couldn't tell if that was because he actually wanted to walk beside me, or was sick of Freddie talking about his cats.

❝You've been a bit quiet, you alright?❞ He asked.

❝Yeah, I'm doing alright, just thinking that's all.❞ I replied looking up at Brian who was wearing a little smile.

❝Did you guys already buy tickets?❞ John questioned, as we arrived at the large front door that entered to the movie theatres.

❝Er-no.❞

❝Yes, obviously.❞

❝Forgot, haven't had the time.❞

John sighed and began playing and twirling with the ends of his hair.

❝Let's just go in and hope they have any left.❞

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Freddie and John had gotten seats a few rows behind us, seeing as they had already bought their tickets they got better seats.

That left Brian and I to two musty seats close to screen which were covered in small chunks of popcorn.

At least we got to sit next to each other, I told myself as I slid into my seat, stepping on sweet wrappers which were discarded on the floor.

A/N: Wow, over a hundred reads?! Ty all so much :)))
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