just Another day/: part 1

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First time writing so I hope I don't do to bad , btw I hope you all enjoy !!❤️

1975 roger pov

I stared towards my dark blank Ceiling as my net curtains flew through the air from the cool breeze. I lay there wide awake even though it was 3am , I couldn't sleep and I knew exactly why. Brian . He just wouldn't pop out my head even if I tried. I had liked him now for about a year but I would forbid to ever tell anybody let alone him. He's my BestFriend and god knows what would happen if he ever found out , he would hate me think of me as a freak. But I knew I just have to deal with it I couldn't risk breaking the band up or anything.

I had lay there till 7am as I finally felt myself drifting of to sleep when suddenly a heard a loud knock on the door " Roger dear wake up we need to get started on this album " shouted Fred from the other side of old wooden door . Slowly I got up as the cold floor boards hit my bear feet making me shiver. " no sleep again " I said to myself under my breath as I ran into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

Brians pov

I woke up snuggled in my white soft covers , i turned over looking at my small alarm clock when I heard Freddie shouting at roger through his door . I knew Fred wouldn't bother me as everybody knows I get up early anyway . I sat up thinking of how angelic Rogers face would be as he cuddled in my arms , this thought brang a little smile to my face but then reality hit once again. I have liked roger for as long as I can remember but obviously I know how it is and Roger would never like me back. As much pain that caused I would never let it get in the way of our friend ship.

I just left my room to go down stairs and have breakfast when I saw the small blonde walk out him bedroom like a zombie. A beautiful zombie non the less. We quickly made eye contact as a soft smile rose upon his face.

"Morning rog" I said quietly.

"Hey bri" the little one said letting out a small yawn

I felt butterflies fill my stomach , how can somebody be so gorgeous I thought to myself whilst following him down the creaky stair case to Fred and Deacy.

Roger in front, we both made our way to the small kitchen where we were greeted by the other two.

"Morning Darlings" Fred said waving his arms around frantically . "I made cheese on toast dears help yourself , meet me in the studio in a 1 hour " quickly grabbing johns arm and running out as fast as he possibly could.

I slowly got up making tea for me and rog excitedly but nervous as we were alone.

"You alright , good sleep?" I asked calmly but panicking inside." Didn't really sleep you?" The blonde asked quietly as his long soft hair dropped over his blushed skin. "How come" I was a bit confused he loved sleeping.

"Dunno just thinking" for some reason he started getting really upset making me worry and more confused . I slowly pulled him into a tight hug wrapping my long arms around his small frame.

"You know you can tell me anything right" I said still a little worried . I slowly held his hand in mine making him blush a little , I traced circles on his back as I saw he's eyes start to tear up. "Are you ok , you seem really down lately, are you having problems with girls or anything like that ?" I asked making myself feel worse, I felt tears on my shirt as he pushed me away , as I tripped over spilling the tea everywhere.

"BRIAN IM FINE!" He screamed as he ran into his room slamming the door shut. I stood there wondering what I had said wrong . Just stood there, as I felt tears fill my eyes , 'what did I do ?, I'm so stupid ' I thought to myself whilst hot salty tears ran down my cheeks.

Ik this is terrible but thank you if you have read this it means a lot , btw i don't really know where these stories going to go so give me some suggestions ❤️ byeeeeeeeeee bitshhhhhhhh

Ik it's short I'll make the beach one long I promise x

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