Only you. ben hardy/roger taylor x aubrey (based off of movie)

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i don't own bonivers songs! (if you like bon iver todays your lucky day)

i woke up on a hotel bed with a pounding headache and clothes from last night

i looked over to my right and saw roger sleeping with his arm around me, snoring lightly

i looked to my left and saw john, sleeping like a cute little baby wrapped up, snoring lighter then roger

i slowly moved rogers arm off me as i made my way to my suitcase, i grabbed clothes and went to the bathroom

i took a shower and halfway through i heard the door open

"don't look" a tired john said, i kept the curtains closed

soon he flushed the toilet as i screamed "sorry!" he yells as i was pressed against the wall, the water went really cold

soon i reached my hand out and it was hot again

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after my shower i was in my clothes, i left the bathroom door open a bit so the steam can go out

i was standing in front of the mirror drying my hair

the door opened as i turned and saw a sleepy roger rubbing his eyes, hair everywhere with no shirt on

"lost my girl" he says smiling a little as i smiled at him

"don't look" he says as i hear him go to the bathroom "don't make this an everyday thing!" i say covering my ears as i face the corner

"your always in the bathroom when i need to go!" he says "well tell me to get out!" i say as i look at the opened door "and your using the bathroom with the door open!?" i say shutting it

"i don't close the door in my apartment so i'm not doing it here" he says as the toilet flushes as i give him a concerned look

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me roger and john were just laying there staring at the ceiling not saying anything

we heard two doors open and chris, veronica, brian, mary and freddie walked in

"hi ron!" i say waving at her as they all sit down on the couch in the room or on one of the beds

she smiled at me

"hey do you know," roger says looking at me "you cry in your sleep." he says as i look at him shocked

"what did you dream about?" he asks "tristen probably." i say looking back at the ceiling

freddie gave me a sad smile

"should i call room service for breakfast?" fred speaks up as we all nod

i was laying there when i rolled over and wrapped my arm and leg around roger

he wrapped his arm around my waist as we laid there

i could hear freddie on the phone behind us

i was mumbling poems as roger just smiled at me

"your so gorgeous." he says smiling at me, i shook my head

he leaned forward a bit and grabbed his wallet on the night stand and opened it and pulled out a photo

it was of me and him, me smiling widely

"ew my smile!" i say grabbing it "its cute!" he says trying to grab it back "is not!" i say holding it out of his reach

"aweh look at you! blushing like a idiot" i say as he grabs it "your idiot" he says immediately regretting what he said

"wait no-" he says as i burst out laughing he started laughing with me