Roger Taylor Imagines and One-shots - Request open

Abandoned

Summary: You had a child with Roger in 1972 but he left both of you. It's 17 years later and your son finally finds out about his father
March 4th 1988
Your POV

It's been 17 years since I've last seen Roger. Still, consider him to be the love of my life. I haven't been with anyone since 1972 and my heart breaks too see him in the media with his new girl Debbie, the acting girl.

Here I am in a two-bedroom flat working two jobs just too support our son that he decided to abandon. I can clearly remember the day I told him I was pregnant. He didn't say anything he just got up and left. I was 18 and scared, I didn't know what to do. But then later that same year I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy who I named Andrew and nicknamed him Andy.

And now he is turning 17 years old in a few months and he shows every characteristic of Roger. He has dirty blonde hair with big blue eyes. He has music running in his blood 24/7 but is more of a bass guitarist rather than a drummer. But he had that same attitude as Roger in the 70s. They were almost like twins with the way they act. I've caught him smoking and almost having sex with a girl. I didn't want him to be like Roger. Get the girl pregnant and leave.

He needs that father figure in his life and I can't give that to him. From what I know he hates me and blames me for him not having a father. If he only knew.

I made a promise to him that before he turns 17 I would tell him who his father is and everything he needs to know and that way he can decide whether he wants to meet him or not.

But I needed to make sure Roger was on board with this first. My taxi pulled up in front of a big house surrounded by gates and fences. And to think this could have been mine if I wasn't pregnant.

I thanked the driver and got out the car watching as the car drove away. I took a deep breath and walked to the front door. Using the door knocker I knocked 3 times and waited till the door could finally open.

A young blonde girl who I believe is Debbie opened it while holding a little girl who I believe is from Roger previous relationship, "Can I help you?"

"Hi, I'm Y/n. I came to speak with Roger," I said confidently.

"If you're a fan this is the wrong time" She began to close the door but I stopped her, "Listen I don't know how you got in but could you please-"

"What's going here?" It was him. It was really Roger. His looks have obviously changed, hair shorter and much mature looking, "do I know you?"

"Don't worry babe she's just a fan," Debbie said putting her hand on his shoulder making me feel just a tad bit jealous.

"I actually contacted someone called Crystal about meeting with you? He was the one who let me in and-"

"Y/n? Your names y/n, right?" I nodded my head. Did he remember me? "That's right!? Crystal said someone was coming over today, I've completely forgotten. Come in!"

As I stepped into his house I could feel Debbies eyes piercing at the back of my head like daggers. She's giving me a bad vibe.

I looked around the house and it was beautiful. Wooden structures, a chandelier! It's everything I could dream off.

"We can talk in my office if you'd like?" Roger offers.