"We don't have long."
"When I'm with you, time is irrelevant."
When the past meets the future and brings
a relationship with an expiration date.
Y/N works as assistant director at the Bohemian Rhapsody movie set and has unrequited feelings
for her...
[A/N] I can't thank you enough! I'm so grateful for the 1k readings ❤️ thanks for reading my nonsense, I love you so much!! I know this chapter is shorter than the others but I felt like the road trip deserved to have a closure without sharing the spot light with other scenes. The next "chapter" won't be an update but the trip's photo album.
Enjoy this chapter ❣️
Freddie was playing your father's guitar and you had given the boys your father's cigarettes, you knew smoking isn't the best habit but you also knew that they could use one or two to calm their nerves down.
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"Sit here, darling. I want to show you something." he said tapping the empty space by his side.
You sat there and he started playing the guitar, just a few chords.
"Still working on that song, Fred?" Brian asked with a soft smile, he had heard that chords multiple times.
"I think it has potential."Freddie answered and started to play again. It took a few seconds for you to realized that he was playing the chords from 'Bohemian Rhapsody',you weren't drinking anything but still managed to almost choke.
"What do you think, dear?"he asked looking up from the instrument.
"I can't say, Freddie, you know that." you answered in a soft tone.
You wanted to tell him that it would be the greatest song of all time, that it would be a bloody masterpiece. But you couldn't. You had promised Brian that you wouldn't say anything that could lead them into doing or not doing something for a song, it had to come from them.
"What about that song you showed me?" Freddie asked Brian while resting his hands on the guitar.
"Is Bri working on a new song?" John questioned as he sat on the empty space by Freddie's side, he was eating cheese on toast.
"I don't have a melody yet. Just some lyrics."the curly man answered and moved his gaze to you. "Can you grab the paper with the lyrics for me, please, Y/N?"
He asked you because you were closer to the little pile of paper than he was. When you did it, you handed it to Brian and he handed it to John, who read it a couple of times.
"Let me see the guitar, Fred." John asked gently.
You were a little scared, you didn't know how the song was created and John might changed something without even knowing it. He played a few chords, some were used on the chorus but all of them sounded familiar.
"I think I got it, do you have any pen?" Brian asked looking at you.
"No... But... But I can record it!"you said and Freddie frowned.
