the way you make me feel *Roger Taylor*

abby

I had just gotten off the phone Roger, just unsure what to think. I know I'm probably just fucking up his mind even more and giving him false hope by giving him mixed signs about me having something for him. I don't trust him whatsoever, but that kiss really did feel like something magical if I'm being honest.

Fuck I'm doing it again, I keep replaying that kiss over and over again in my head and just become more and more star struck by it. I need to stop because I can't admit something that's not true, and that would be me ever having feelings for Roger Taylor.

I don't know why I kept having him going through my thoughts, it was like I wanted him but didn't at the same time. Everything's confusing, but I feel like something deep down inside of me could say I could have a liking for him.

I went into my bedroom where I heard Brian and Annie chatting on my bed for some reason, "Could I help you two?"

"Oh Abby, we've got some news," Brian smiled.

"I'm moving in with him!" Annie said excitedly.

I congratulated them and chatted with them for a bit, catching up with their relationship and the both of them. I know me and Annie have shared a flat, but at the same time it felt like we were growing more distant from each other.

I then heard the front door open, which I ran to see who it was. I was so excited when I saw Freddie standing there.

"Freddie!!"

"Not to loud darling my head is pounding," he says quietly.

"Oh, I've got some pain killers if you want to take some."

"No, not I'll be alright. Besides, I already took some that Mary got me."

I nodded and we chatted over tea. We talked about how the album was coming along, but it wasn't until Freddie mentioned Roger, causing me to trace my mind back to him.

"Roger showed me some of the lyrics for a song he wrote, but it just seemed too bloody simple. I told him that we won't release it on this album, but if we write another one he can put it on there."

"What's it called?" I asked.

"Something about a loser, like The Loser in the End or something like that. I told him it wasn't that good and he called me a liar," he chuckled.

Just then we were greeted by Brian and Annie, Freddie and Brian had a moment together and then Brian went his separate way.

"Well what if you make that into a song," I suggested.

"What?"

"A song called liar."

His eyes lit up and he sat up quicker than I've ever seen him before. He got a piece of paper and a pen and started writing down something fast. He stopped for a moment, but then proceeded to write fast.

"Thank you so much Abbs, you're a life saver darling," he said as he rushed out the door.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes back, typical Freddie. I heard the couple talking in the kitchen, but I didn't converse with them. Instead I went back to my room and wrote in my journal about what just happened, someday I'll look back on this with my future kids and have a good laugh about it.

I stopped writing for a moment and sighed, I started writing about my thinkings of Roger lately and how I wish I could just get him out of my head. We're friends, he tried to say friends that kiss, but we agreed on just friends. We can't be anything more than what we are right now. If he wants to find women to shag all his life then he can go ahead and do that, but I for one will not be one of those women.

My mind trailed back to that morning I woke up in his bed, I was so freaked out that he had sex with me, but he restrained himself. Apparently I had been the one begged for sex, and he respected my wishes even when I was pissed out of my mind. Maybe he does have a heart in there somewhere.

Maybe, just maybe, he doesn't shag all girls. Maybe he picks out his victim randomly. I can admit that he probably won't leave my life, but I'm only helping the band out because I love Freddie with all my heart.

I decided to take a cool shower, hoping that my mind would trail off into much more pleasing things like getting to see my parents soon or getting to see David's new baby girl. Roger isn't going to get the best of me, and I definitely won't let him.