Breakthru: A Maylor Fanfiction

The First Show

Tim, Brian and Roger had been working so hard, for so long. Now, it was time for them to get a reward. It was the first show and afterwards, there would be a party.

They wore cool, rock n roll stuff like leather jackets, jeans, V neck shirts...
It was a Saturday night so the next day, there wouldn't be any classes. People cheered as the brand new band entered the stage for them to build up some courage and then started looking at the three of them, waiting. Roger gulped and took a deep breath, hearing his own heart beat in his ears. He was nervous. Brian turned to him and winked like he did in the audition.
The first song started.

Yesterday, my life was in ruin
Now today, I know what I'm doing
Got a feeling, I should be doin' alright
Doin' alright...

The first song was "Doin' Alright" and it had been alright. Tim sang it beautifully, they played it with power.

They played every song they've written so far. The gig went very good. The audience actually cheered their name and applauded. Roger caught the girls' attention very much. It was time for the party!

They danced like crazy and drank, like everybody did.

Brian realized that Roger was drinking a bit too much.
"Rog, you're not used to drinking so much. You've become suitable for drinking (age 18 in my country so I'm writing this fic according to that) only a year ago. Maybe, you shouldn't be drinking so much..."

"Nah, it's okay..."

Roger was already dizzy. Brian probably had foreseen the future because he stopped drinking.

After an hour, Roger was pretty drunk. Brian and him were sitting on chairs, next to each other. Brian realized Roger wouldn't be able to go to the college to sleep. He decided to take him to his house.
Roger put his hand on Brian's tight and closed his eyes, holding his stomach. Brian blushed a little.
Roger suddenly got up and lost his balance but thankfully, Brian caught him in the right moment.

"Are you okay?"
Roger nodded as he tried to walk, Brian following him. Roger started running dizzily and Brian started running after him. Brian understood where he was going. To the toilet!

Oh no! Brian thought when he saw Roger gag.

Roger ran in the lavatory but before he could close the door, Brian came in and closed the door after him.
Roger bent his body forward and started throwing up. Brian looked at him and held his blond locks. When he finished, Brian started rubbing his back.

"It's okay..." He comforted Roger.

They flushed the toilet and Brian washed Roger's face and mouth, bending his body forward on the sink since Roger wasn't able to do anything at this point.

Brian went up to Tim, holding Roger. He motioned at the boy with his head who was hardly staying on his feet.

"Tim, can Roger and I leave early?"

"Of course..."

They started walking to Brian's house.
When they arrived, Roger went in the door and layed face forward on Brian's bed. Brian looked at the young drummer in disbelief. He got his shoes and socks out so he could sleep comfortably. He looked at Roger. He was wearing a leather jacket.
He'll sweat so much in that... He thought. He pulled Roger up from his shoulders, who was already half asleep.

He layed his head on his shoulder and let Roger put his whole weight on him. He got the jacket off Roger and layed him back on the bed.

He hung the leather jacket, hoping it wasn't real.

He looked at his best friend who was drunk as hell. He covered him with a blanket. Then, turned the lights off.

"Good night, Roger..."

Roger mumbled something like: "Good night, Bri...whatever..."

Brian chuckled with a smile and went to the living room. He looked at the couch, where he'll be sleeping tonight and sighed, throwing himsef on it.

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