Beyond the Shallow Waters ★ Maylor

Chapter 14

Here is an extra chapter to make up for the shitty last one. 😬

After about an hour of hanging out, messing with the instruments, they decided to check the rest of the house out. From the balcony in the studio room, you could see a pool. They should definitely go swimming later. Downstairs, there was an office/library and a nice kitchen. In the basement, there was a pool and foosball table and a bar.

"Miami's got it made." Brian could hear the jealousy seeping into John's voice. He agreed with him, he did have it made. Brian wasn't jealous though. All it took was hard work and some time. That's how Miami did it: with some hard work and time.
    
Teaching Roger and Freddie how to play pool was easier than Brian had thought it would be. They caught on quick.
    
Roger's gorgeous, excited smile as he knocked the ball into one of the pockets caused Brian to get butterflies. His small affection was turning into a huge crush.
    
After a couple rounds of pool and Brian having to pull John away from the bar, they decided to head back upstairs.
    
Roger had begun to seemed somewhat moody. Then he started to complain about being hungry. Brian hated to eat any of Jim's food. Nor did he want to drink any of Jim's drinks, hence why he kept dragging John away from the alcohol downstairs. He decided to just order a pizza and have it delivered. The other three sat in the living room, finding a movie to watch while he made his phone call.
    
God he hoped Roger would like pizza, he's never had it. Maybe he should have got anchovies on Rog and Fred's. Does Roger like anchovies?
    
"Roger, do you like anchovies?" Walking in the room, Brian could see the disgust spread on Roger's face as the blonde turned to face him.
    
"God no! They're disgusting!" Roger gagged at the thought of the horrific fish. Freddie shivered at the thought of them. He found them rather disgusting too.
    
Brian sat beside Roger, the blonde curling up to his side. John was in control of the remote, finding nothing good. Finally, he stumbled upon Grease and just left it.
     
It wasn't long before the ring of the doorbell sounded through the house. Brian hopped up with his money and tip, leaving the living room. John hummed as Summer Nights began to play; Roger and Freddie fondly watched the movie. They were still overly fascinated by moving pictures.
    
Brian thanked the pizza guy and shut the door.
    
"When it goes to commercial, hurry in here to the kitchen and grab some." Brian lifted up the pizza box some, weirdly smiling. The smell made Roger's mouth water. He was starving so he could care less if this so-called pizza tasted like shit. He was going to eat it. He impatiently waiting for the movie to go to commercial then sprinted to the kitchen.

Brian looked through the cabinets to find plates and cups. Roger was once again impatient and was already eating a slice straight from the box. It was sooo good.

"Roger, could you not wait until I had given you a plate?" Roger shook his head due to his full mouth. Brian rolled his eyes and placed the plates on the counter.

"It smells good." Freddie commented, slipping into the kitchen, John hot on his tail. As John, Freddie, and Roger made their plates, Brian filled the glasses with water.
    
"Here you, Brimi!" Roger muffled, holding a piece of crust in his mouth. He held an already made plate to the hazel-eyed man. Brian graciously took the plate from the blonde and thanked him.
    
All except Brian hurried back into the living room with their pizza once they heard the movie was back on. Brian placed the leftover pizza into the oven to keep it safe. He then cleaned up any crumbs Roger dropped on the floor before he went to join them.
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It's short, but it was a good place to stop. Last chapter, I feel like it sucked. I didn't really know what to write for it. It felt more like a filler chapter than anything.
     Anyway, thanks for reading my story and I'll post the next chapter Friday :)