Queen Imagines

Stay With Me/ R.T

Hey y'all! I'm back with another imagine. Sorry that I haven't updated here since last month. Today's imagine is the 2/3 imagine idea that I had in my head to write. Please listen to the song while reading this because the song goes along with imagine. Anyways I'll let you guys start reading!

Roger has always had a one nightstand almost everytime. He would be with a different girl everyday and week. He never thought about having a girlfriend or anything like that, even the boys have told him to at least date someone who can be with him forever but Roger doesn't...

One day the boys were at the studio, writing songs for their new album as always. While Roger was writing down a lyric for his song, brian looked at roger and said "Did you had a girl with you last night Rog?" He asked Roger.

Roger put his pen and paper down and looked at brian "Yes, yes I did, brian. Is there a probably with that?" He asked him.

"No no, of course not but you've at least need to find a girl." Brian told Roger.

Freddie and John sigh and both said "Not this again.."

Roger stood up and said "Why are you three always telling me to find a girl?! Is there a problem with me having groupies all the fucking time?!"

"Yes there is a problem with you having groupies all the time" Brian said.

"No bri, ple-" Freddie was about to speak but brian cut him off.

"--The problem is that the girls that you always have won't be with you forever. They are only with you for a day and leave you. I'm not trying to be rude or anything but it's true roger..." Brian said.

"You three always say this and I'm done! I'm going to a bar" Roger says and leaves the studio.

"Brian! Why did you tell him that! Now he's probably mad at us!" John said and sighs.

"Do y'all think I fucked up?" Brian asks.

Freddie and John look at eachother and look back at brian then nod their heads "Yes brian you fucked up..."

Roger's POV:

I got into my car and drove to the nearest bar so I could get a drink. The boys always say the same thing to me which is getting annoying. It's not my fault I'm the hottest man in the world.. Or probably I'm not the hottest man in the world-

I get to the bar and park my car outside and get out. I opened the door and there's a lot of people here and there. I make my way to the front of the bar.

"Hello Sir, What would you like to drink today?" The bartender asks.

"Uhh, I would like to drink a glass of champagne" I say to the bartender while sitting down on the stool.

He nods his head and leaves to get my drink.

NO ONE'S POV:

While the bartender went to go get roger's drink, roger looked down and sigh. He got tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.

The bartender came over and gave roger's glass of champagne "Here you go sir, your champagne" he said.

Roger looked up and gave a small nod to the bartender "Thank you" he said.

"You're welcome" the bartender said and then left and got back to work again.

Roger started drinking his champagne and then put the glass down and started thinking about random stuff going through his head.

Y/N'S POV:

I was at the bar with my friends Monica and Monroe. We are just having a few drinks since we haven't had a girls day since a few months ago.