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

6~ "no need to jumble your words, dear"

A/N:

English is not my first language so pardon me if I ever get some grammatical mistakes.

xoxoxo

I was again, sitting on Freddie's sofa as he was writing away on a piece of paper while tuning his very elegant piano that I was playing earlier.

Also where he had sex with Ms. No eyebrows...

*mentally rolls my eyes*

I also don't know why I can't keep that out of my mind. I might need to have a drink, later. Since my brother is picking me up, I'm thinking of buying a drink and get drunk! And get.....

Emotional

I finished cleaning and I also took out the trash. I honestly feel like I'm a maid not a personal assistant. But, is this what a personal assistant do?

As I was half way reading the contract that Mr. Freddie gave me and told me to sign, my phone began to ring and my brother's name popped up on my phone's screen.

I signed the contract immediately not bothering reading the other information written. Every word on that piece of paper was nonsense anyways. 

I also signed it incase Freddie looks for it while I take this call with my brother.

"Excuse me F-Freddie. I'm just gonna answer this call." I called out to him while he was finishing whatever song he was writing.

Like he cares, Ariana. Like he cares..

I grabbed my phone and walk out of the room and looked right and left as if someone's gonna follow me towards the powder room.

Now that I was in the powder room, I answered my brother's sudden call.

"Hey Eros, why'd you call?" I ask him as I hear his panting on the other side of the phone.

My panic and worry starts to build up as I started to overthink.

Is he having an asthma attack again? Did someone find him? Did someone killed him suspecting he was the one they're looking for? Did he got shot?

"Yeah..." He takes in a deep breath like he just ran for miles. "What time are you..." Another deep breath coming from him.

"Coming home? I'm going to p-" he starts to cough.

"Eros, are you okay?" I ask him worry dripping from my own voice.

"Yeah, this thing is just a lot to... Take in" he says making my mind flooded with thoughts...

Did he already find mom?

"I'm going to pick you up... I r-rented a car..." I hear a smile from the phone but was ended by a little cough.

"I'm not sure when I'll be off. It's my first time, remember? but I'll call you if I'm already done... You do know where I'm working, right? Also, make sure your breather is there with you. Hope you are well. I love you" I tell him as he says his goodbye and I love you and he ended the call.

But before he cut the phone, I hear a child laughing.

Wait.. A child? Maybe I'm just hearing things.

Is this powder room haunted? Maybe someone-

"ARIIIIIII-ANAAAAAAAA"

I hear the devil shouting and singing my name like I was a little girl who got lost in a big amusement park.

"ARIANAAAAA"

I quickly got out of the powder room and practically ran towards the room where Freddie *insert eye roll* is shouting my name hysterically over and over again.

As I reached his door, he was there with his right hand on his hips. Being all sassy again, yes.

"Where have you been?" His voice boomed and he questioned me while his eyes were shooting daggers at mine.

My breath became sharp, just like my brother's earlier. But more quiet. I felt my eyes widen as I felt extreme fear, nothing but fear. And it took me way, way back.

But that story is for another time.

"T-the powder r-room... I-I told you I was- was- I am- going- I-" I stutter feeling my fear gradually rise up to my voice.

I look at him and see anger evident in his eyes. It felt like I was a little, helpless, weak, useless girl. Just like what Edward told me years ago.

"Powder room? You didn't tell me you were going to the powder room, dear" he stared at me, still holding my gaze and staring right into my soul intently.

Well, maybe he was trying to find the answer on why was I scared to death?

"I- told you uhm that... Me was going to.. The uhm... Powder room cause.. Uhm, my brother... Uhm.. Called.. And he uhm nothing. Sorry"

I talk like an idiot, I look like an idiot. I am an idiot.

"No need to jumble your words, dear. I was just looking for you. You just disappeared in thin air!" He waves his hand everywhere while he was talking and added a little chuckle after his little hand performance.

"I'm really sorry. I also finished signing the contract you gave me." I follow him as he walks back in to the room and straight back to the piano tuning it again.

"Listen to this piece" he offers me.

Is he being nice?

Is he really being nice? Or he is just playing nice because I was terrified of him a minute ago.

He plays the piece he was playing earlier, but this time, it was more clean. He looks at me while he was tapping away the keys of the piano as if he already memorised all of them.

"Come" he stops playing and he nodded his head indicating me to come closer to him.

Me, being the obedient little girl I am, I stood beside him, smiling like there's no tomorrow because of his 'niceness'

He frowned at me, like literally frowned. He scooted a little on his piano stool making space as if he wants me to seat beside him. As if he was reading my mind, he offered me to sit down.

"Oh no, you don't need to make space for me. I'm good, I'll just stand here" I rejected his offer feeling a little uncomfortable and confused on why he was he still acting nice.

He could cut it. There's no cameras so why was he acting? He could get an oscar for this!

"Sit here, my little angel. It's not like I'm gonna hurt you" he chuckles and shook his head looking down.

"My little angel" weird... Nicknames already?

but his cute chuckle made me giggle very much.

It's his smile and laugh. It's very contagious i tell you. It's hard to fight your smile when Mr. Freddie is smiling and/or laughing for it was contagious.

I guess he's not that bad...