Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow | Freddie Mercury fanfiction

2~ "Staring is rude, darling"

Roger's POV

I'm patiently waiting for Ariana to show up. She was taking way too long and I'm slowly losing my patience, I don't like waiting. Never liked that waiting game.

Brian was just casually sitting down and looking around like a confused child inspecting everything and everyone while I sat there impatiently.

I'm honestly suprised that people here don't recognize us. But I understand that maybe other international countries never heard our songs. Shame they haven't listened to our beautiful songs.

Their ears must hurt from the music they're listening to now. I should really get my game up and write deep, meaningful lyrics. Yeah, I'll do that for our next album.

"Rog, you told me earlier that she was wearing a white shirt right?" Brian says next to me and I nodded. "Right mate." I replied. "I'm suspecting that's her" I followed Bri's pointer finger at where he was pointing and there she was..

Her hair was longer, I expected it to be short now. Her hair is waist length I think so and it was braided making her face pop up more, her beautiful eyes catched mine, she smiled and waved at me which made me blush a bit.

She didn't look like the girl I used to know.

Her face became more mature and beautiful. She's perfect.

I always liked her but, I couldn't tell her. I don't know how to handle being rejected. But atleast we are friends. That's something, right?

Like they say, everyone starts off as friends.

I remembered when we were kids, we would say that our last names are the same and joke that we must be siblings seperated at birth. But it's a joke. I never took it seriously.

I guess I was staring way too long that I noticed a masculine man was offerring to carry her handbag and she happily gave him the bag.

She travelled all the way here with a man? I thought she was going all by herself? That's what she told me on the telephone before going to the airport..

What am I thinking? Nonsense. Maybe he was just being a 'gentleman' and helping her with her bags and shag her later.

"Roger!" She says excitedly after she got out of the immigration area and ran over to me. She hugged me real tight like she's never gonna let go of me anytime soon.

As if she was reading my mind, she let go of me and I had a good look of her perfect face.

Her face was perfect like I said earlier. Her eyebrows are arched and very beautiful, and her eyelashes are long too! Her ocean blue eyes like mine. I haven't seen them for years.

Her nose prominent, and her lips that are plump with a cherry color tint in it. Well practically, I'm describing her as a goddess. Yes, a greek goddess.

"Riana, how many more men are gonna drool over you? We just got passed that horny toad there and here's another one" I heard the man next to Ariana now. He is an asshole I tell you.

Was I checking her out? If yes, then how long? Was it long enough to embarrass myself making this idiot say something about me being a horny toad drooling over Ariana?

I was just admiring as a friend not as a 'horny toad'

"Oh. uh sorry. Didn't mean to," I start controlling myself from punching this a-- on the face. "I was just admiring how ugly she became." I say but made it a joke tone while Ariana and Bri laughed.

I then looked at the man next to Ariana. "Roger Taylor of Queen, call me Rog instead." I took my hand out for him to shake.

He politely shook it as I see his eyebrows knit together and soon vanished just how fast it occured.