Love Of My Life {•Roger Taylor•} BOOK ONE

chapter seventy six;

September 17, 1975
Maddie's POV
1:00 pm

I was out walking by the studio to see if Fred was okay. That was until I heard the most beautiful piano melody.

I peeked my head into the studio door and saw Freddie, singing along to his piano playing. I really wanted to know what song he had in mind, it was absolutely beautiful.

"Sounds beautiful Fred," I said softly as his playing came to a stop.

"Maddie darling oh my goodness! You almost just scared me shitless." He said laughing.

"What do you call it?"

"Well, I'm thinking about calling it Bohemian Rhapsody."

3:00 pm

Brian was currently in the booth recording his guitar solo for Bohemian Rhapsody. I had to admit, this song was coming along perfectly.

As Brian finished, Freddie was impressed. He had been happy with Brian's third time playing it.

"Now it's time for the operatic section," Freddie smiled.

"The operatic section..." Brian trailed off.

"Rog it's your turn, get in there." Freddie said.

Roger got up from next to me and went into the booth and stood in front of the microphone. Michael walked in and sat next to me. I scooted away from him a bit.

"Read what's on the paper and do it in that voice of yours," Freddie said. Roger nodded and read over what was written down for him.

"Take one." Freddie said.

"Galileo. Galileo. Galileo Figaro." Roger sung in a high pitched voice. I've never heard a man's voice go so high in my life. Roger had a talent, and he was quite good.

"Higher." Freddie said.

"Galileo. Galileo. Galileo Figaro." He sung once more.

"Higher."

"Jesus any higher and only dogs  hear me." Roger complained, but did it once more.

"Higher."

"How many more Galileo's do you want!" He shouted.

After doing it for about four more times he was finally over it.

"Are we done? My nuts feel like their in my chest right now." Roger complained.

"Yes that was good thank you." Freddie said.

Roger came out and squeezed in between me and Michael. I laid my head against his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me.

"I hated that." He said with his voice almost gone.

"Jesus Rog, you're voice sounds horrible." I frowned.

"S'alright babe. I'll be fine, but I will never forgive him for that," he chuckled.

I could see Michael eyeing us. Yes, we were trying to make him jealous, and yes we were sure it was working.

"Alright, alright. We get it you love each other, get a room." He said.

"Is someone getting jealous?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, but you two are acting just like me and Maddie did in college," he scoffed.

We ignored him and started making out on the couch. He got annoyed after a while and went out of the room.

8:00 pm

"Darlings, I think we need to celebrate our masterpiece." Freddie said as he brought out the champagne.

We all did our cheers as we drank away. I wasn't going to get drunk, but knowing Freddie, he probably would.

I was getting a bit sleepy, so I decided to go upstairs and try to get some sleep.

Not even ten minutes later and Roger was next to me, passed out.