You've been a fan of the band "Queen" since it formed. After a small gig at your local pub, and there's something about the drummer that catches your eye - and your heart. Later that night, you see him walking towards you, eyes glued to yours as he saunters across the floor.
"You know smoking is bad for you, right?" She shrugged, turning her back on the night and facing the blond male in front of her. "Maybe I like things that are bad for me" she leant against the wall, blowing a wall of smoke into the blondes face. "In that case, maybe I had better introduce myself" he stated with a smir...
"this thing called love, i just can't handle it." (roger taylor x oc) (slow-burn) ♡