Breakthru: A Maylor Fanfiction

"I thought I was gonna lose you."

This is a looooooong chapter and is the saddest chapter of this fanfiction.

The train arrived at London. People were waiting to pick the passengers up. Roger left the train and Brian started coming up to him.
He hugged him tightly.

"How did it go?!" Brian asked in an excited way.

"It was fine..." Roger replied with the fakest smile Brian had ever seen to that day. He looked at his drummer lover with demanding.

"It-It wasn't fine, Brian. It was b-bad. Very bad."

Only a few tear drops escaped from his eyes. Brian hugged him tightly and kissed his shoulder. It was very cold so they decided to walk to the house. Brian held Roger's hand and he sometimes saw Roger wiping new tears that were coming and quietly sniffling. He didn't want Brian and the people around to notice that he was crying but Brian could read him like an opened book. He was aware of everything.

When Brian led Roger to the house, he really started to cry. He hung his scarf and covered himself with the blanket he forgot on the couch. He sat down and sobbed quietly as Brian approached. He wiped Roger's tears away but couldn't reach the speed. They were comming at the speed of light.

"What happened Roger?"

Roger bit his trembling bottom lip to stop crying but he couldn't. He started crying even more, letting out a loud sob.
Brian kissed Roger gently as he tasted the salty tears. It was a short kiss which wasn't enough to comfort Roger. Actually, nothing would be enough to comfort him. Things his father said were flying around his mind. They were pressing on Roger's chest, stopping him from breathing normally. It was as if he was suffocating or drowning in his tears. Even when Brian stroked his cheek, it felt like the slap.

"Roger, we share everything with each other, don't we? You can tell me what happened, love..."
Brian smiled gently.

"Bri-an." Roger managed to say before chocking on his tears again.

"Okay, you'll tell me later..."
He continued.
"Let's eat something."

"I don't want to..."

"But you've come a long way. You must be hungry."

"I don't have any appetite."

He layed on the couch and turned his back to where Brian was. He wiped his tears with the blanket. Brian scooped him up, bridal style, from the couch. Roger would normally giggle in the arms of his boyfriend but this time he looked sad, even a bit irritated.
He put him on the chair.

"Look, I even made you bacon, because I know you love it. It was a little hard for me though..."

Roger played with his fork as Brian started eating his apple and watching him. Roger finally got a piece and put it in his mouth. He chewed it and swallowed but before he could put the second piece in, he ran to the bathroom, with Brian following him.

Roger threw up because of all the stress he had gained. Because of all the thoughts that bothered him. Because of the feeling of not being loved. Even though he knew there were people around who loved him, like his sister or his boyfriend, he couldn't help feeling this way.

Brian held Roger's hair like the last time he puked. It was longer now, both of their hair were...

Roger started crying again because of all the thoughts. Also, now his stomach hurt.

He washed his face and mouth, then went to the bedroom. He layed on the bed and Brian spooned him from the back.

Drops of tears were wetting the pillow. It was already a little late so they just decided to sleep. (They were sleeping in the same bed now, even though it wasn't big enough for both of them to fit. But they liked it that way. They got to be closer to each other. Brian could burry his head on the back of Roger's neck as Roger enjoyed Brian's arm around his waist.)