Save Me

Chapter I

The energy, the searing lights that blared down onto the stage, the deafening roar of the crowd in front of them, and the feeling of pure exhilaration that filled all four of them as the final chord of the pre-recorded song rang through the stadium while the four of them bid farewell to their fans, Freddie's voice overshadowing the rest of theirs as they left the stage for the last time of that tour. A wave of relief crashed over him knowing that they'd be able to go back to their flat back in England and get to relax for some time before moving on to their next album. After being busy with A Day at the Races for the past year, a year being the bare minimum, he wasn't too keen on jumping head first into another album recording session any time soon. They'd take some time off, spend some time with friends back home, and just do their own thing, whether it be as a group, or when they parted their ways.

"That was absolutely magnificent Bri!" Roger told their guitarist, quickly wrapping his arms around his torso as they headed for the back room. His body fell limp as he laid back on the spare chair in the back room while Roger and Brian took the couch to themselves. John looked over at the pair and, as usual, Roger was laid out across the couch, his upper body on top of Brian's lap and looking up at the older boy while the talked quietly. They didn't even need to speak any more, the two of them just radiated love and happiness whenever they were next to each other. The completely trusting and safe look in Roger's eyes and that playful light in Brian's hazel gaze always brought the usual heartwrenching, longing feeling that twisted his stomach into knots. The feeling would always carry this desire to say something, anything to help him out. But what was there to say that would let him conceal his secret?

"Bret!" Freddie cried from outside the room.

John looked behind him and saw their singer bolt down the hall and halt right at the end of the doorway, the low voice of another quickly following as the two of them entered the small room. And there it came again. That small twinge in his stomach whenever he saw that boy. He wasn't quite sure what caused it. Sure, the most obvious thing to choose would be jealousy, but he knew there was something else mixed in with it. But what was there? Surely there wasn't another malicious emotion mixed in with his own jealousy was there? He was already jealous enough from Roger and Brian's successful relationship and then there was Freddie with his newly found relationship, or at least new when compared to the other's ten years together. The two of them on the other hand had been together for just barely a year and Freddie still retained that puppy like attitude around the new boy.

"Hey guys." Bret said in that clear voice of his, which was one that complimented his overall physical appearance. He was much taller than Freddie, rivaling Brian's height too. He had a much sturdier build than any of them and a mysterious yet friendly blue gaze that was sometimes covered by his dark blonde hair whenever it drifted down to the front of his face. Unlike the boys Freddie sometimes chased after, he didn't have any facial hair, though he did make up for that with some kind of hair on his chest, though it was rarely seen since he usually wore t-shirts or flannel.

He looked over at the other two, seeing that usual friendly light return to both of their eyes as he resumed his usual role of being quite unless spoken to. Whenever that man was around that part of him seemed to become more obvious. Though not exactly sure why, he decided to leave it at that since it did work for him. The last thing he wanted to do was act aggressive in any way towards him since the last thing he wanted to deal with was a rivalry between the two of them. He had never encountered any issues with Bret nor had the rest of them, then again how was he supposed to have any problems with him if there was no way for him to cause any from the position he was in.