Winter Queen (Roger Taylor fanfic)

25. ...she had some fish and chips

"Are you alright? Did he hurt you? Should I call an ambulance? Or the police? Fuck, I shouldn't have let him go." It was clear Roger's veins were full of adrenaline, he paced around, spoke fast.

"Nothing happened, don't call anyone."

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yes, you came in time." she sobbed, he went closer and hugger her. She began to cry, didn't really know why.

"That's alright, princess." he soothed her. She didn't allow herself to stay in his embrace for too long.

"Rog?" She stepped back.

"Huh?"

"Why do you want to fight with me?"

"Roger?!" they heard shouting from the inside. "Roger?!" A black-haired girl bursted to the backyard and looked at them with anger. "I'm waiting for you in the bathroom like an idiot and meanwhile you fool around with another?!"

To girl threw a package with a condom at him and disappeared back inside. They both didn't talk for a while.

"So did you tell me everything, that was on your mind?" Josie asked with an accusing voice.

"Stop it, please." he asked her and she smirked.

"You started it. You didn't say a single nice thing to me, yet I missed you so much, you fool." she slurred and staggered a bit. Roger examined her.

"How much did you drink?"

"Well, it's not about what I drunk, more of what I ate." Josie answered and lurched again. Roger grabbed her arm and helped her balance.

"What did you eat?" he asked carefully. He knew there are cakes with weed, but she didn't seem high to him.

"Well, barely a thing. I'm so sick from hunger." Josie announced.

"Why don't you eat?" Roger wondered. She stepped back and went down her body with her hands, to indicate him to look at her.

"To look good in this."

"Are you starving all day to be skinny enough in the costume?" Roger was horrified. She never was skinny, but he loved her curves and didn't think in the slightest she should by hungry all day, to look good.

"It's easier for you men."

"Oh my, come on, you need to eat something." Roger shook his head, grabbed her wrist and lead her out of the club. He quickly recalled the closest pub and headed there. He realized she's shaking, so he took off his jacket and gave it to her. She took it without protest, despite her insides rebelling against her today's regime, his scent calmed her.

"Fish and chips, double espresso and coke." he ordered in the pub. The waitress looked curiously at the famous musician and unkown girl in such a strange outfit. Roger and Josie sat down to booth.

"Come on, eat." Roger invited her to eat, when the waitress brought the food. She took the first bite hesitantly, but then ate it all with a great appetite. Roger watched her with amused and smiling.

"You look better." he commented. "Now the coffee."

She obeyed and drank the small cup of strong coffe.

"Seconds? Dessert? Something with lots of chocolate?" Roger asked. She shook her head and wiped her mouth to the napkin.

"Why do you care about me?" she asked and looked into his eyes, she already knew the obstinate look in his eyes. He smirked.

"Maybe we should go back." He said to avoid the answer and was about to get up. Considering how drunk she was, she grabbed his hand surprisingly fast. He sat back and looked."

"Don't fight me, Rog, please." Josie asked him. "I can't do that."

"I'm not."

"You are not? And what are you doing then? You can make me cry everytime I see you."

"Alright. I know, I overstepped. I'm sorry, I shoudln't have said all of that. Nobody told me you'll be there, I didn't expected that. Peace?" he asked and handed her his right hand. She nodded and shook it.

"Come on, we should go back, the girls will look for you."

"Are you really alright?" he asked again, when they entered the bar. She nodded, so he left her alone and left. The girls were indeed worried, so they came to her immediately. They dragged her to the couch in the corner of the bar and gathered around her. She told them everything and began to cry again.

"Don't cry, nothing happened." Chris comforted her, but Josie shook her head.

"I couldn't care less about some drunkard." she sobbed a girls figured out what she meant. Nobody saw Roger for the rest of the evening, so Brian and Christine dropped Josie by he embassy, when they went home.