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.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*