You And I

Chapter 5

Roger and I have now officially been a couple for a few months now. The band were in the process of recording their second album and of course I was there every day to give them some support. John and Minnie had been going out for the same amount of time, so together along with Brian's girlfriend, Elizabeth and Freddie's girlfriend, Eva, we would always tell each other stories about how we fell in love with our boyfriends.

"Well for me." Elizabeth said, pushing her hair back. "It was his personality that won me over. He was just the sweetest guy. I fell for him almost instantly!"

"Freddie was always the creative, passionate person. He also has a wacky sense of humour too. But he does have a quiet, vulnerable side to him." Eva said and we all laughed.

"No way! The Freddie Mercury, quiet?" I said, in shock and we all giggled.

"Well you would think John is really quiet, but he can be pretty wild at times. His green eyes and smile were an instant attraction for me." Minnie said, giving a cheeky giggle.

"Now." I said, smirking. "What can I say about Roger that's family friendly?"

The girls all wolf whistled which made me blush bright red.

"Shut up! Well, he's so gorgeous, I mean really gorgeous. Then there's his musical talent, how he holds me in his arms. The list can go on and on, ladies!" I laughed devilishly, using a spare notebook as a pretend fan which made the other girls laugh as well.

"Are you four naughty ladies talking about us by any chance?" We heard Brian's voice coming from the speaker as they were using the communication system in the studio.

"No." I yelled. "We're talking about Elvis Presley you nosy boys!"

"Elvis holds you in his arms does he?" We heard Roger's voice next.

"You need to learn so much more about me, dear. I'm with him in my dreams!"

Well, we were all laughing so much, it distracted everyone else from recording. My sides were feeling sore after having a laughing fit for 10 minutes. The four band members joined us in the room soon after recording a new track, almost arguing with each other about music ideas and the like. Freddie always seemed to win them over, which was always a laugh as Roger didn't take it very well. John was sitting on the couch, with a pen and paper in his hand.

"What are you doing, writing a novel?" I said, teasing him.

"Thinking I might write my first song, but going through a dry spell at the moment. What if my songs are no way near as good as say Brian's or Freddie's?" He looked disappointed in himself.

I laughed back at him and he stared at me. "Don't put yourself down. You never know, might end up writing a number one hit."

He chuckled. "I doubt it."

"I'm sure it'll be great. Write about something that inspires you, something that makes you go, wow!" I laughed, waving my hands up in the air.

He giggled, pushed me over and tickled me. I was laughing so much, my sides were burning and my mouth was aching. Eventually I hit him across the arm.

"Stop it! Honestly, you want me to die?" I said, still laughing.

He grinned at me, but his face fell as Roger sat beside me and kissed my cheek.

"Hey. We're just about done, ready to go?" He said, leaning his head on my shoulder.

"Yeah." I said getting up off the couch and interlocking my fingers with his.

I looked at John, smiling. "Good luck writing your hit song!"

"Deaky, writing a song? Oh can't wait for that!" Roger said almost sarcastically and I nudged him on his side, telling him to shut up.