Roger’s PoV
I woke up to hear Louise soft breath as she slept. I laid there for a moment, just watching her and taking in her beauty. I gently stroked her long dark hair behind her ear to see her cute face. I, as careful and soundless I could, stood up and sneaked out to explore the rest of the apartment. It was small, but very cozy. Accept the bedroom there was a bathroom, and a combine kitchen and living room. I saw a box of vinyl records and immediately went to check them out. She definitely knew music, the box was filled with albums like Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, The Doors, Elvis Presley, David Bowie and even a album of Queen! A girl with this music taste was almost too good to be real!
I took out Abbey Road and played it, as it started with ´Come Together´ I clapped my hands to the beat and went for a glass of water. I jumped as I saw Louise in a big oversized t-shirt standing behind me and saying “ Good morning Rog.” “Good morning love.” And just in that moment, ´Something´started playing. It was the song we kissed to yesterday, it was our song. She blushed and whispered, “I guess I know what that means.” I leant forward touching my lips against hers. Her green eyes were reflected in the sun and for a moment we just moved to the music, slowly in a long hug.
“Do you wanna cook pancakes for breakfast or something?” “I'd love that but I'm sorry, I have to meet up with the boys in the studio. ” “Oh. ” I saw the disappointment in her eyes, angry at myself for not accepting her offer. I was often shagging with new gals, but Louise was special. I regretted that I didn’t take her number, I wanted to know more about her, she interested me like no one ever had. At least I could ask Mary for more information.
As I took a cab from Louise's place I thought for myself that yesterday my life was in ruin but today, I kinda knew what I was doing. I got a feeling that I should be doing alright.
Louise’s PoV
The moment he left I was alone with my toxic thoughts. I really liked him, I really did. On the other hand I knew I didn’t mean anything to him. He was often in the newspapers nowadays, and the headlines were all the same. He was a rockstar, living the life of one. Who would I be to think I was special? Why would Roger Taylor, the ladies man and the sex god want to be with me? He just wanted to sleep with me once, that's all. He didn’t want to stay and didn’t ask for my number either.
For the whole day I tried my best to get the picture of Roger that morning out of my head. How my eyes got lost in his, big blue eyes and how my hands stroked his chest. It was summer so I didn’t have anything to do. I worked at a café to pay the rent mondays to saturdays and I went to campus but since it was summer I was free from studies. At 12 pm I decided to call Mary and see what she was up to. “Hi stupid” the voice from the phone said.”Hi Mary. What are you up to?” “Oh you know, just the usual, nothing.” I smiled as she continued “Freddie and the boys are in the studio but Roger were apparently late, he probably went home with some girl yesterday” she paused. “When did you go home yesterday? I didn’t see you for the whole evening.” I quickly thought of what I was going to say, deciding that it was better to lie. It’s not like something are going to happen between me and Roger anyways. “Oh, I wasn’t feeling any well, I went to bed early.” I tried to sound as convincing as possible but Mary didn’t suspect anything. We talked for a half an hour or so when Mary asked if I wanted to follow her to the studio and go out with her and Freddie after. In lack of things to do and in need of distraction I said yes and started to prepare myself. I did my makeup light and for clothes I chose a pair of bootcut jeans, a white shirt and a black beret. Mary were supposed to pick me up at six.
She arrived at my place and together we sat in her and Freddie's little pink car driving to the studio and singing along to ´Yellow Submarine´ by the Beatles. Both of us were actually pretty good singers but when it came to sing along in the car, we both screamed like we never had used our voices before.
“Are you following me in?” I shook my head, afraid of meeting Roger, and Mary closed the car door. I went out for a smoke and lit a cigarette, dragging the smoke deep in my lungs. I was addicted to smoking, I liked to have something to distract my hands with and I just couldn’t stop. “You have one saved for me?” a soft and high voice said. I looked up to find Roger standing there in sunglasses, smiling at me. That smile made me melt and suddenly it felt like I couldn’t stand on my legs anymore. “Yeah, here ya go” I leaned over the package and the lighter, my hand touching his. “So Louise, can I ask you something?” “Yes of course, anything” He blushed a little bit, and it was very cute. “Are you avoiding me? Because first of all I want to say sorry for not taking your number.” My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest and I took up another cigarette, just to have something to distract my eyes on as I answered, “S'alright, I’m just as bad as you for not asking for your number.” I was nearing him in a hug and gave him a kiss as he let his hand rest on my waist and then grabbing my but quickly. I gave out a little shriek and giggled as i kissed him again. “Here write your number here.” He gave me a pen and I wrote my number on his wrist, enjoying every little second of it. Mary, Freddie, John and Brian came outside and Roger whispered in my ear, “Tomorrow I’m taking you out. I’ll call you”
Me, Freddie and Mary had a fun time at their place, playing games, drinking wine and eating pizza. Their apartment was cosy, not small but not so large either. It was clothes and books everywhere and on the walls paintings Freddie had made. The cats were literary everywhere. Suddenly Freddie asked “Darling I almost forgot, how was it yesterday with Roger?” Mary spitted out her wine as I questioned “How did you know?” “Dear Louise it’s obviously. Both of you couldn’t take your eyes of each other yesterday, disappearing early and then Roger came late to the studio with the biggest smile I’ve seen on a person” Freddie laughed his adorable laugh and continued “And when we came out today your lipstick was smudged and he had a telephone number on his wrist.” I laughed nervously as I saw Mary’s face. She looked like she had seen a ghost. “And darling don’t even deny it, he talked about that he had been with a special girl.” I sat quiet for a moment, staring on my hands. “Okay. It’s true. I like him. Please Mary do not kill me!” Mary looked into my eyes and said “ Of course I’m not going to kill you silly. I just want you to be happy and I thought that Roger may not be the right for you pal. But if you like him and he likes you… just be careful okay? I don’t know if you have seen the newspaper but,” Freddie interrupted “Oh gosh Mary. Don’t be such a stiff. He actually talked about how he thought she was special and that she interested him.” A big smile formed my lips at the idea of Roger talking about me in that way. Freddie raised his glass. “Cheers. For love.”
Later Mary and Freddie drove me home, Mary was driving because Freddie was too drunk to stand up. It was over midnight when the phone called and I answered, in hope that it would be Roger, and so it was. His raspy voice that sounded from the otherside of the telephone filled me with a warm, safe feeling and at the same time made me feel like I was filled with soda. “Hi love. I just wanted to make sure you are coming tomorrow evening.” “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” “Great. I’m picking you up by six o’clock. Dress fancy.” I tried to hide my excitement just a bit, tried to sound cool as I whispered “Okay. Goodnight Rog” “Goodnight love” he said and hung up. I fell asleep that night with the knowledge of what was going to happen and a big smile on my lips.
Authors note
Such a long chapter with such a little amount of smuuut
I've already written the next chapter and smut is included do not worry
Also I HAD TO put that reference from doin' all right okayyyy
I'll try to update ASAP
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Catchin' feelings - Roger Taylor
Fanfiction"I guess I'll have to introduce myself, I'm Roger" Louise Austin is a 20 years old girl, living in London. One day her sister Mary takes her to a concert and Louise catch feelings for a certain drummer ;) A story of Louise and Roger's freaky life to...