Roger Taylor, Barbara Rosabella's 'love of her life', regardless of the fact that they are best friends. Having known each other since the beginning of their teenage years, they grow up together and bring out the best in each other, talk about their...
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15th September, 1979 Barbara's P.O.V Chap52
There goes my baby She knows how to rock 'n' roll She drives me crazy She gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat.
I stood in my Levi jeans watching the boys as they filmed the music video for 'Crazy Little Thing Called Love' - the song that Freddie so desperately wanted me to listen to. The song was easy on the ears and easy on the feet - I had a large grin on my face and danced like the models they had on the set with them.
Freddie shot me a wide smile. While the boys often didn't enjoy filming videos for their music, they seemed to be having quite a bit of fun with this one.
While on a break, Roger comes towards me with a small smile playing upon his lips - he places his hands on my hips and hums contently when I hold him in my own arms, pressing our chests flush against each other, "Feels good to have my lady here with me - this stuff is tedious," he sighs. I cling onto him tighter and press a few soft kisses to his exposed collarbone, making him sigh again, but contently this time, "You always know how to make me feel better."
My heart stammered and I leaned up to kiss him, but Freddie interrupted with laughter, "It makes me so incredibly happy that the two of you are happy," he states, putting both his hands on one of mine and Roger's shoulders, "I'd make quite a great Cupid - wouldn't I, my darlings?"
I nodded in agreement with a small smile and glanced at Roger, who rolled his eyes jokingly before sticking his tongue out at me - it did make me feel content, seeing that the childish side of Roger was still there after all of the stress, "You'd make a great Cupid, Fred," replies with a hint of sarcasm - except I knew that Freddie really would make a brilliant Cupid.
Roger laughs and raises his eyebrows, "I think that it all just comes down to coincidence - fate, whatever you call it."
Freddie rolls his eyes and nudges Roger away slightly, "I suppose you meeting each other again at that stall was a convenient coincidence - but everything else was my doing."
Roger is called by one of the cameramen suddenly - he huffs a laugh and gives me a quick smile before excusing himself, leaving me and Freddie alone. Freddie grins and looks me over with a large grin, "Pregnancy has done you wonders!" He exclaims in a whisper, knowing that no one but him and the boys knew.
I laugh and shake my head, "I'm hardly a month in -."
"You look wonderful nonetheless - not that you didn't look lovely before," his grin widens. I shyly glance at him in response - internally I felt terrible about myself, I kept thinking about how big I'd get. I'd get strange cravings and I worried that I'd just continuously put on weight for the rest of my life. My mind wandered to myself being the size of a whale. Freddie scans my expression, "Do you need a seat? Or water, my dear?"
