𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘳𝘬 - roger taylor

happy birthday to you.

july 26, 1974

july 26th.

roger taylor's birthday. it was later over in london and i didn't know if i should call him or like wait till tomorrow. i didn't know.

i sat there debating and finally decide to call him right now and wish him a happy birthday right now.

he did called me on my birthday i should call him.

my fingers began to dial his number and the phone began to ring.

ring

ring

ring

the person you are trying to reach cannot come to the phone right now. please leave a voicemail after the beep.

voicemail. i didn't know what i want to say or how i was gonna say it. but the words began to flow.

" hey roger. it's oakley. i was just calling to wish you a happy birthday. i know it's pretty late over in london right now and you're probably busy having a great time. i miss you and all the rest of the guys. lilly's coming to see all of you soon. that'll be fun. but anyways i'm getting off track. i just wanted to call and say i hope you're having the best birthday ever. no rush to call back. but yea! happy birthday again. "

i place the phone down and i wasn't happy with what i said but it was better then what i thought i was gonna say.

i lay there staring up at my ceiling. did i say that right? is he gonna be annoyed? what do i say if he calls back? all theses thoughts kept running through my head i could've possibly dosed off. i woke up to my phone ringing. the clock read 5am.

i reach for my phone and put it up to my ear giving whoever was on the other end i sad tired ' hi '. not expecting to hear who it was on the other end.

" hey oak leaf " my eyes shot open realizing it was roger. fuck.

" hey it's like 5am can i call you back later. " i say quickly out of fear.

" oh uh yea no problem " he laughs.

" thank you so much " i slam my phone down before he could say anything else. dumbass. smooth. so smooth.

i never called him back. i was too scared to and i don't know why i was so scared. of what i'd say. of what he'd say. but i was the love of his life right and he was the love of mine? i don't know.