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mirkwoodshewolf · 4 years

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A longtime affair revealed ; Brian May x reader

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well be prepared to do some binge reading because for my Rock Angel series I’ve got 3 chapters ready for ya’ll. Now for this one, I just wanna let you all know THIS IS PURELY FANFICTION!!! In this chapter we’re gonna get into how the Rock Angel soon found out about Brian and Anita. Now like I told my Wattpad followers and readers, if this causes any wars, harrassment or bullying in ANY SHAPE OR FORM. THIS. CHAPTER. WILL. BE. DELETED!!!

I’m writing through how the Rock Angel would react plus a bit of combination on facts that I have gotten from seeing/reading interviews from Brian about this topic.

Warnings: Angst, cheating, affairs, swearing, more angst, maybe fluff (if you squint).

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*April 14th, 1988. LA home*

Now don’t get me wrong, I love having the guys over and my door is always open to them but—this is just weird. To brush you all up, around late February just a couple weeks after my birthday, Brian shows up out of nowhere on our doorstep in our home in LA wanting to stay with us for a while.

He didn’t give us any rhyme or reason just that he needed to be out of the country for a bit. So Jack and I welcomed him in and he’s been a great help around the house. Helping with the laundry, cleaning the place, taking care of Kelly, and he’s also been helping me produce my music.

Since Queen hasn’t decided to do another tour in the past 2 years, Rog and Bri took this time to do some solo works. Freddie also did a couple of solo stuff and Deacy’s worked with a different band playing the bass for them but his days are just spending it with Ronnie and the little Deaklings.

But back to Brian. He’s been so secretive lately, late night phone calls (and I’m talking about phone calls at like 3am our time), wanting to keep certain letters or mail to himself, and anytime I mentioned Chrissie at all, he’d get all tense and try to leave the room by making up some excuse regarding Kelly or working on his next solo project.

One night at almost 4o’clock in the morning, I woke up cause I was thirsty. So quietly I went downstairs to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of milk. But just as I poured myself a cup and was about to drink it, I could hear the soft murmuring voice of Brian out on the back deck.

“I know, I know. I just needed to get away for a bit, besides, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen the Kline family and they are important to me.” I silently stalked towards the back door to see Brian standing with the cordless phone up to his ear. “I’ll be back by the end of the week. I love you too, bye.” He spoke with such love as he made his declaration of love.

Okay maybe I’m being paranoid but he couldn’t be—no not Brian Harold May. There’s no way he could be cheating. Could he? No, no, no, no, no snap out of it! Just because it happened to you (and Dominique, god I wish I could just slug Roger sometimes) but there’s no way that Brian could do something like this.

I heard him sigh as he now sat on one of the lawn chairs we had along the back deck while I silently snuck back to the kitchen and quietly rinsed off my cup after I downed the milk. After putting it in the dishwasher I snuck back upstairs and fell right back asleep.

The next morning I had made a full buffet for breakfast for my two hungry boys, myself, and my baby girl.

“Okay here we go breakfast. The most important meal of the day. Eggs Sunnyside up, bacon on a side of toast. A stack of humungous chocolate chip pancakes which do smell incredible, if I do say so myself. And for my favorite guitarist Jelly filled muffins, and wholesome banana bread with tofu dogs and a tall glass of OJ.”

“Alright mama lioness, thank you.” Jack praised as he cut his Sunnyside egg and ate the piece of it.

“Ba bou mama.” Kelly thanked me in her baby tongue.

“You are most welcome my loves.”

“It really does look delicious (Y/n).” Brian told me. While the three of us began eating our meal, Brian just sat there with his hands in his lap staring at his food.

“You’re not hungry again?” Jack questioned as he paused from eating his bacon. I set my knife and fork down and said as I walked up to him.

“Okay what’s going on?” Brian looked at me humming in confusion. “Last night for dinner you hardly touched my veggie lasagna, which you say is my best dish ever, and now you don’t want breakfast. Bri are you sure you’re not sick?” I cupped his face in my hands trying to feel for a fever.

“I’m fine darling, really I am.” He took my hands off his face and kissed the back on my right one.

“You sure?”

“Yes, I’m fine just—a little tired is all. Hadn’t really been sleeping well these past few days.” I raised my brow at him skeptically. I hummed suspiciously as I went back to my seat and finished up my breakfast.

After breakfast, Jack went to work selling cars (ever since we officially decided to stay in LA around last year, Jack got a job at a local car dealership. It pays well whenever I wasn’t working and it’s nice to see two breadwinners instead of it just being me).

While I was cleaning up the dishes and Brian was cleaning up Kelly of the chocolate from the chocolate chip pancakes she wanted to devour I said to him.

“Hey Brian.”

“Yeah poppet?”

“You know there are additional ways to try and go to sleep that don’t involve raising my phone bill.”

“Wait you knew?”

“Bri, I have a toddler that still wakes me up every now and again. I’m sorta trained to wake up at odd hours in the morning, even when she doesn’t need me. So who is it that you keep calling at odd hours of the night and risking a higher raise on my bill? Cause I sure as hell know it’s not Miami or the guys.”

“It’s uhh—it’s uhh well it’s…..Chrissie!”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, yeah. She-she’s just been wanting to check up on me. In fact she’s in New York for a conference.”

“Ahh I see. So you wanted to call Chrissie at a time that was convenient for her because of the time difference.”

“Yes! Exactly because of the time difference!” Brian cheered. I turned off the tap and dried my hands off agreeing with Brian. I then took my baby girl out of her high chair as I told him point blank,

“So you waited until it was 1am her time. That makes perfect sense.” His face dropped but he suddenly blurted out.

“Actually!” my brow raised at him challengingly. He better come up with the best lie right now. Hell he calls me a bad liar, well he’s even worse, especially once he’s put under the radar. “It was 7pm her time. See while she was in New York for business, she’s now been transferred to—Paris.” What?

But doing that cute little nod of his and smiling confidently, he thought he could make it believable. I would’ve continued on but I was gonna be late if I kept at it.

“Nice save.” I took Kelly into the living room and set her down in her play pin where she grabbed her stuff lion that Roger gave her for her birthday. “Alright look Bon Jovi, I know you’re producing my new album but I need you to stay here and look after Kelly since Jack is working late today and we can’t find a sitter for her. Besides Elton’s coming over for our duet song today so we can handle that.”

“Okay sure. I can keep little Kelly company. Maybe we can go for an outing in the park today.”

“No outings! Remember what that bastard reporter did last month when all of us were out?” long story short, a vulgar male photographer from an LA tabloid stalked me, Brian, Jack and Kelly while we were out for a spring picnic. He even went as far as to shove his camera in my baby’s face.

Had it not been for Brian and Jack holding me back, I would’ve knocked that camera right into his eye. And he’d have a camera lens for an eye for the next 20 years cause technology of today wouldn’t be able to get it out of him less he dies.

Needless to say, my name went on the tabloids the next day as Rock Angel throws Raging Rampage! Of course I did my explanation to a radio station in England and now it’s divided fans on whether I was in the wrong or right to do that.

“Oh yeah. Okay fine, we can find some stuff to do here, can’t we Kelly?” she babbled as she continued to play with her stuffed lion. “See?”

“Okay. But—promise you’ll call if anything comes up.”

“No worries mama, I can handle things from here. We’ll see you both tonight. This time I’ll cook dinner.” He said as he came up to me, cupped my face and stroked my cheeks with his thumbs. Looking down at me with those soft blue eyes finally made me submit to his will.

“Okay, love you both.” I kissed Brian’s cheek before going over to my baby girl and gave her many kisses all over her cheek and finally heading out the door to work with Elton on our duet song.

Later that night both Jack and I returned home exhausted and tired from a long day. As we met up in the driveway of our home, we met each other and kissed each other.

“How was your day love? Sell any good cars?”

“Yep. Managed to sell off this old ’79 corolla that’s been in the shop since they came out. And for a good price too.”

“Excellent.”

“And how was working with Elton John? You know my mom would die if she found out. She’s a huge Elton John fan, ever since she was a teenager.”

“I know. She showed me her collection of Elton vinyl’s she’s collected in the past. But working with Elton is—certainly a challenge. I mean David was tough enough but Elton—yeesh. But they both are my idols and dearest friends. They have their own way of doing things, and you have to find a compromise.”

“I’ll bet.” Just before we went back inside the house, we saw walking right up the sidewalk a women around her 30’s possibly even 40 years old. She had curly red hair, and she had that vibrant glow about her.

“Ohh sorry, I figured you both would still be out. But I guess it had to come out eventually.” I turned to Jack and he said alarmed.

“I swear baby I have no idea who this woman is.” I turned back towards the woman and said.

“Can we help you Miss?”

“Oh right, sorry. I’m just here to return Brian’s jumper that he left at my place.” His jumper? At her place?

“Okay well I can just give it to him, and—how exactly do you know Brian? And no offense ma’am but how did you get my address?” she softly laughed. Laughed? What the—why the hell was she laughing?! Is this chic on something?

“No worries darling I’m not some deranged fangirl or anything. Freddie told me where Brian was staying at. I’m Anita Dobson.”

Wait, wait I know that name. Yeah I know exactly who she is. She’s an actress from the soap opera EastEnders. She’s also a singer and rumors have been speculating about her and Brian—oh god no! Oh HELL NO!!

At that point my fist clenched up and my breathing grew sharp and heavy. I turned back towards the house and stormed towards it.

The door slammed open and I cried out.

“BRIAN HAROLD MAY!! GET YOUR FUCKING ARSE DOWN HERE NOW!!” I heard a thunderous and rapid pacing of footsteps coming down the stairs as Brian with a horrified look on his face.

“What the hell (Y/n) you’re gonna wake up your own daughter.”

“Oh no you don’t get to talk back to me after what you’ve done!”

“What did I do? I-I-I-I hadn’t done anything.”

“You call this not doing anything!?” at that moment Jack came inside the house with Anita. Nervous she waved at Brian and greeted him.

“Hello Brian.”

“Anita? Wha—what are you doing here? I told you I would be back by the end of the week.”

“I know, I know but—you know that jumper you left over at my place at New Years, I found it.” She then took out Brian’s jumper that I had given him as a Christmas present the first time I spent my first Christmas with them.

I crossed my arms over my chest as Brian awkwardly came down the rest of the stairs and took his jumper back.

“Thanks love.”

“Someone better start talking or I swear heads will roll.” I threatened. Both Brian and Anita shifted on their feet as Brian said.

“(Y/n), Jack. Anita and I—well……we’ve been…..we’ve been seeing each other.”

“As in—”

“Yes Jack. Anita and I have been very secretly involved with each other.” At that point everyone went silent. At this point I was beyond pissed off. This was just like seven years ago when I caught Adam with that blonde bitch Becky in our bed shagging each other. Now here was Brian.

Brian May! One of the four men who helped comfort me the day after I found out I had been cheated on. And now here he was doing, what my dick of a boyfriend did, to Chrissie!

I just……I couldn’t even look at him.

“Look. I—I didn’t mean to impose, especially to you (Y/n), maybe I shouldn’t have come.” You think?! “Maybe I should go?”

“No, no Anita I can’t have you walking out this late all alone.” Brian said as he took hold of her hand.

“Well where am I gonna sleep, here?”

“Whoa-ho!” I warned them. They looked at each other and Brian said.

“We’ll go to a hotel. I think uhh—after tonight I—might not be welcomed back here.” Anita looked at Brian and said.

“If you insist.” They walked towards the door. I beat them to the front door and locked it saying in a low, threatening tone.

“No you’re not.”

“No we’re not.” Anita enforced as she and Brian walked away from the front door. “If you both go to a hotel you’re gonna be—” I tried to ease out my breathing trying to get them mental picture out of my brain. “Doing things. I want you both where I can see you!”

“Wait you’re gonna keep an eye on us?” Brian asked in a ‘are you serious’ manner.

“That’s right Brian Harold May and I don’t care how old you are. As long as you live under my roof, you’ll obey by my rules! And that means no sleeping with your girlfriend.”

“Wow, you weren’t kidding, she can be a fierce lioness.” I heard Anita whisper to Brian and he nodded.

“Now Anita, there’s a guest room down here you can rest in. Brian, you’ll stay in your room. Jack take Anita to her room.” He nodded and guided Anita just down the hall.

Once they were gone, Brian turned to me and tried to explain everything.

“Now (Y/n) this isn’t what it—”

“Oh so you didn’t invite your hussy to my house so that you could finally bring into light that you’re cheating on Chrissie with an actress? The typical Rock Star affairs! I expected this from Roger but never from you Brian! Do you realize how sick this makes me feel?”

“I just—”

“I don’t wanna hear about it anymore! Now go to your room!” I yelled as I pointed up the stairs. He sighed heavily and walked up the stairs, shoulders slumped and his spirit broken.

As Jack and I now prepared for bed, I didn’t speak a word to my husband as I angrily got into bed. After a long bit of awkward silence Jack said.

“You know I hadn’t seen you this angry since Prenter went on that interview and spilled out all of Freddie’s secrets.”

“If this is your way to try and cheer me up, I’m gonna boot you to the couch for the next month.” I turned away from him, “I don’t wanna discuss this anymore till morning, good night Jack.”

“Night (n/n). Love you.” I didn’t respond back. All I kept thinking was the rage I was feeling towards Brian about this whole thing.

The next morning, Anita showered up, got dressed and Brian helped pay for her cab fair to the airport. Once she was out of the house, Jack went to take Kelly out for a walk leaving Brian and I alone in the house.

I was currently getting lunch started cutting up some cucumbers, peppers and onions for a sauce while Brian stood on the other side of the island I was cutting on.

“So……how long have you and……” I couldn’t even finish my sentence so I just went back to rapid cutting the veggies.

“Anita and I met 2 years ago, in Beverly Hills for a premiere. I even invited her to our show at Wembley stadium when we did our last tour. She said you were phenomenal on stage.” I ceased my cutting and looked up at him.

“Flatter will get you nowhere hound dog.”

“(Y/n) seriously you’re not playing fair.”

“And you’re one to talk about fair. Does Chrissie know about her?!” Brian didn’t say a word. “See? Brian you—you know what I went through when I got cheated on. Hell you comforted me! But yet here you are doing what that dick Adam did to me! Tell me something, does Anita provide you the same sexual pleasures that you used to have with Chrissie?”

“Oh my god (y/n) how do you…..”

“When you’re friends with one Freddie Mercury and one Roger Taylor. You hear a lot more than you should.”

“It has nothing to do with sex, lust or anything like that. I—I love her. I fell in love with Anita.”

“But what about Chrissie? Your kids? Would you really leave them for that actress?”

“The kids never. But—” Oh my god. He would willingly leave Chrissie. Oh my god that poor, poor woman. “Listen (Y/n), I didn’t want to tell you this but—my marriage has been falling apart for years. I just—I didn’t know what else to do, but when I met Anita, she was like—a light force had come into my life.” I remained silent as I stuck the knife into the cutting board.

“I can’t do this anymore. I—I want you out of this house within the hour.” His eyes widened and he softly said my name.

“(Y/n). I—”

“GET OUT OF HERE!!!” I shouted as I turned my back on him. Silence once again surrounded us and it was then I heard him gently tread up the stairs to pack his stuff. Next thing I heard was the front door opening and then closing.

A few weeks later; I was cleaning up the house while Jack and Kelly were out having their monthly Father-daughter bonding time.

As I turned the vacuum off, there was a loud, thunderous knock at the door. I at first jumped, startled by the knocking, but I went to answer the door. And I was surprised to see just who it was.

“Chrissie?” for the first time in 2 years since I’ve seen her she suddenly appears on my doorstep in LA with a bag full of groceries. “What are you doing here?”

“I first came to give you this,” she handed me the bag. “And this!” that’s when I got slapped hard in the back of my head.

“Owie! Why though?” she stormed into my house as she said.

“Why did you have to fill Brian’s head about trying to make things right!?” She sat down on my couch. “Honestly (Y/n), now there’s some ice cream in there, put it in the freezer before it melts.” I quickly did as she said and I turned towards her and asked her in complete shock.

“Wait so—you knew?!”

“Of course I knew!”

“Why didn’t you say anything? To Brian or even reach out to me?” I said as I sat beside her. She took a deep breath before saying.

“Sweetie I hate to tell you this but—our marriage has been failing for years.” I looked at her in shock.

“What? How long?”

“It’s been so long that I’ve forgotten now. But it’s really been hard since 2 maybe 3 years now.” What? But—they always seemed happy together whenever I saw them.

“Chrissie I—why didn’t you talk to anyone about it?”

“Brian and I tried to work in marriage counseling but with the final Queen tour it got too much, and once the tour was over it—felt like we were both wasting our time. So we just—agreed to not talk or be near each other for a bit till we both came to an agreement on what to do. Plus we didn’t want to upset the kids. Do you know how hard it is for a child so see their parents screaming at each other constantly?” From what I remember my parents rarely got mad at each other, they always had the perfect marriage.

Now I’m not naïve I know that some marriages never work out. Some of my friends I once had in secondary school had to go through their parents getting divorce and it really affected them. Hell I can even give my aunt and uncle, they hated each other and yet they continued to stay married to each other (to my knowledge I don’t think I ever heard them say I love you to each other).

“Plus all this fighting and the arguments it hasn’t been helping Brian mentally.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “There’s—also been some stuff going on beyond just us. His father got diagnosed with stage 3 lung cancer and he’s getting sicker and sicker by the day. That, plus our marriage crumbling to bits, Brian he—he’s said if it weren’t for the kids, as well as you and Kelly…….he would’ve contemplated suicide.”

What? He—he never mentioned that to me. Oh god and now I’ve……shit.

“Chrissie if this is a way to try and guilt me, it’s working.”

“Oh sweetie I don’t mean to guilt you. I’m just telling you all on what’s been going on.”

“I knew Brian had his dark moments but—lately, especially since Kelly was born, he’s always put on a happy face around us. I just—I can’t believe I never saw it.”

“Even the brightest people can have their darkest moments.” No shit. I mean I should know cause I’ve had those days myself. God I feel like such a hypocrite now.

“I will say this though; ever since he did meet that—actress. He’s been more involved with the kids, he’s been more attentive to them, more loving, and involved in their lives. In fact I’ve never seen him happier than he is right now.” God now I really feel like shit. But what about Chrissie herself?

“But what about you?”

“I’ll be fine. I think—I think Brian and I have come to an understanding in the last few months that…..it’s best for us and for the kids that we get a divorce. Because at this point it’ll get too crazy. Now you little miss. You gotta make things right with him.”

“I don’t think he’ll listen to me. Chrissie I—I unleashed every ounce of anger I had. It felt like I got cheated all over again. I thought back to when—and then I thought of you and…….” She wrapped an arm around me and she said.

“Oh angel, I know you were thinking your heart was in the right place. Especially since I’m the mother of his kids and we’ve been married for over 10 years. And Brian told me what had happened to you when that bastard of an ex-boyfriend cheated on you. Being cheated on its—it sucks.”

“I agree it totally sucks.” I groaned out as we both softly laughed.

“Go get the ice cream, we can drown our sorrows in that instead of wine.” I went to the freezer and got the ice cream out as well as two spoons and we both shared the ice cream together.

After finishing the tube of ice cream, I was lying on the floor while Chrissie was sprawled out on my bed.

“Can I be honest with you Chrissie?” she hummed. “Since—you and Brian are gonna be….you know divorced, does—does that mean we won’t see each other again?” she slid down the couch to come close to me and she said.

“That’s up to you honey. I’ll tell you what; if you ever need a neutral ground to stand on, and rant about how crazy your child and future children make you, I’ll be there for you.”

“Thanks Chrissie. And I’m really sorry I screwed this up.”

“You should be. But—I forgive you.” she said as she hugged me. As we both swayed from side to side she then asked me, “So—have you met her?” I knew that she was referring to Anita.

“Yes. You’re ten times prettier than she is.”

“That’s sweet. Could I take her?”

“With this right hook, no contest Lady Ali.” She chuckled and embraced me tighter.

After that, she left my house and she stayed at a hotel nearby before she would fly back to LA. It was then I decided to call Brian to talk this out. He agreed and so I was going to fly out to London to see him so that he and I could talk about this like reasonable adults.

So that night I booked a flight for tomorrow morning and told Jack what all was going to happen. I would stay with Roger for a few days while Brian and I tried to talk things out.

When I got to London, I was sitting in Hyde Park with my shades (well an old pair of Roger’s shades he had back in the 70’s that I ‘borrowed’) on protecting my eyes from the bright sun.

“(Y/n).” I looked up and there wearing his own pair of shades was the curly haired guitarist himself.

“Bri.”

“Shall we walk?” I nodded and soon the two of us walked side by side. There was a bit of awkward silence between us at first till I finally spoke up.

“Chrissie came to the house and told me everything that’s been going on.”

“Of course she did.” He muttered.

“You should be grateful though. Bri—I really wanted to try and forget you after hearing about what you did. But hearing about everything that’s been going on in that head of yours—I can’t believe you’d think about killing yourself.”

“It’s—I’ve got no excuse. I’ve been feeling like an utter failure these past couple of years outside of Queen. Chrissie and I just….we were constantly fighting all the time. But when I met Anita—it was like finally coming out from the water I had been drowning in.”

“I don’t condone the cheating cause—you know how I went through it. After getting both sides of the story I—I know I can’t be involved in this situation cause it’s none of my business. This is between you, Chrissie and—Anita. But…..just promise me this. Tell me again this has nothing to do with anything sexual.”

“It had nothing to do with the fact that Anita was prettier than Chrissie. Nothing about appearances, not about urges. Nothing of that sort.” I nodded.

“It’s gonna take some time. I mean hell I don’t even know if I can accept her but—I’ll try my best to not be a total bitch around your new lady friend.”

“That’s all I ask for (Y/n). I won’t force you to be friends with Anita. I just…..want you to understand where I stand on this matter.” I nodded. “Are there any other questions you have for me?”

The rest of the day was just Brian and I talking about his relationship with Anita. How it began, when they first started falling for each other, things like that.

By the first week of May, Chrissie and Brian finalized their divorce papers. Brian May was now officially separated from his wife and he was now freely able to stay with Anita over at her place. I’ll be grateful that they didn’t go off and get hitched as soon as it happened.

In fact Brian invited Jack and myself to have dinner to officially get to know Anita better. It was a calm, quiet meal with small talk of just getting to know one another on a more stable level.

I apologized to Anita on my behavior when we first met and she immediately forgave me (Brian had told her that I had been cheated on and that’s why I had flipped my shit on the both of them).

Now I won’t get into too much after this but I will say this, it took me a year and a half to finally come around to Anita and accept her into the ‘Queen/Angel’ circle. Cause like Brian said, she is charming, witty, sweet, loving, a bit cheeky, but she is passionate about what she does and—she is definitely a force not to be reckoned with.

Chrissie and I still kept in contact but eventually when my schedule soon started back up with recording and doing my tours again, we lost contact with each other. And I hate to admit it but eventually all contact suddenly just ceased from her end.

Yeah I was heartbroken at first, but I had a feeling deep down that Chrissie might have wanted to just cut ties with everyone. I’m even told by Veronica and Dominque that they hadn’t heard a word from her either.

In the end, not all relationships can be successful and eventually old ties must be severed if we are to continue on in life. But in my mind I’ll still remember the support and love Chrissie gave me.

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freddiesaysalright · 5 years

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Masterlist

Here it is y’all! I’ll do my best to update it regularly :)

The numbers refer to my Prompt List

Hallow-Queen Prompts HallowQUEEN Masterlist

Series/Long Fics

My Man (Ben!Roger x Reader) Part I Part II Part III (kinda steamy at the end) Part IV Part V (tw: attempted sexual assault) Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part IX (smut) Part X Epilogue Bonus Blurb

Catching Up (Joe x Reader) Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI (contains smut) Part VII Part VIII Part IX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII Epilogue

Dancing With Ben (Ben x Reader) Week 1 Week 2 Week 3 Week 4 Week 5 Week 6 Week 7 Week 8 (contains smut) Week 9 Week 10 Week 11 Week 12 Epilogue

I Don’t Like You or Your Band (John Deacon x Reader) Preview Full Fic (contains smut)

Lingerie (Joe Mazzello x Reader) Sneak Peek (smut) Full Fic (smut)

Peace Like A River (Gwilym x Reader) Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part IX (smut) Part X Part XI Epilogue

Imagines/Requests

Ben Hardy Ben and post-baby reader Ben saves reader from attack at a party (tw: attempted sexual assault) Ben and reader love at first sight (very fluffy) Ben helps reader with a sprained ankle Ben fights with reader about screenshots online Reader sees Ben’s ex on his Insta Reader is daughter of a Hollywood exec Ben and a younger woman Ben falling for a bookshop girl Ben wants to take you on vacation Ben and Filipino reader Running away from your asshole fiance with Ben Trying to start a family with Ben Long distance relationship with Ben (fluffy) 15 and 43 29 and 46 (smut) Introducing his boyfriend to the rest of he BoRhap boys 20, 21, 22 (smut) 1 and 44 (smut) 2 and 25 Dad!Ben (fluffy) Domestic fluff w/ daughter and baby #2 on the way Starring with him in a movie Morning sex with Ben (smut) Telling him you’re pregnant on his birthday Ben and your daughter surprising you on Mother’s Day Getting with Joe’s brother on set What You Deserve Firsts Reuniting after breaking up Misunderstanding you and Roger’s relationship When his fans are rude to you Dating an Australian HCs Dating a punk girl Teaching him drums for BoRhap Coaching your daughter’s soccer team Sub!Ben w/ pegging (smut) Asking you to have a baby with him (smut) Relieving his stress (smut) Comforting you after getting a haircut Asking him to make a sex tape (kinda steamy) Taking care of you after getting your tonsils out

Joe Mazzello Joe and reader find out they’re having twins Joe and reader with PTSD WWI AU with soldier!Joe and nurse!reader (very fluffy) Cheering up Rami’s sister after a breakup Meeting Joe after a long term relationship Drunk crying over Joe Joe helping reader with body image issues Meeting Joe on a blind date Getting with Joe at Rami and Lucy’s wedding (fluffy) A musical proposal Joe comforting you after a nightmare (kinda steamy) Surprising you at work Comforting you when stress triggers depression Taking a bath with him (steamy) Drunkenly seducing him (steamy) You and Joe having lots of kids + one more 15 and 19 49 and 20 (smut) 40 and 49 36 and 50 21 and 27 (smut) Accidentally revealing you’re pregnant in an interview 28 and 34 41, 44, 23 Joe being clingy in his sleep Neighbor!Joe Romantic dinner away from the kids (steamy) Part II of ^ (smut) Fighting before he goes on a trip Joe wants to move in together but Y/N is hesitant When you’re different from his exes Choosing adoption Taking your grandmother’s ring to propose Celebrating going to college together Taking care of you on your birthday Comforting him after a breakup Proposing to you after a roller coaster Bath bomb proposal (kinda steamy) Morning sex with Joe at your parents’ house (smut) Morning sex interrupted by your baby (smut) Dancing to Somebody to Love at your wedding Baking with him on a lazy weekend Wedding night (smut) Introducing him to Stranger Things He takes you to a Yankees game Dad!Joe on your daughter’s birthday Stargazing with him Sub!Joe (smut) Dancing to Senorita Watching fireworks with him Keeping you up to watch the cricket world cup Starting the family band Aftercare with Joe Going to Burger King at 1AM Falling asleep watching TV Drunk makeout with Joe HCs Comforting you after losing your cat Wanting you to stay in bed with him Being Joe’s stylist (smut) Convincing you to dance with him Playing Just Dance with him Getting together while on vacation (smut) Feeling like you’re not good enough for him Doing a bunch of DIY around the house Discovering his size kink (smut) Camping adventures Your first time sleeping together (smut) Catching you masturbating (smut) At your wedding reception Rami and Lucy hyping you and Joe up for your first date Falling asleep/waking up next to him HCs (kinda steamy) Distracting you from your yoga (smut) Telling him you want to wait until marriage Embarrassing your kids in front of their friends Going to bed angry HCs Turning him on in public (smut) Saying goodbye before college Drifting apart HCs (angst)

Gwilym Lee Gwilym comforts bartender reader Threesome with Gwilym and Rami (kinda steamy but also not my best work) Gwilym helps reader destress after exams (extremely fluffy) Giving Gwil a strip tease (kinda steamy) Gwil almost makes you watch Child’s Play Gwil helps reader who is afraid of storms (FLUFFY AS SHIT PROBABLY MY FAVORITE) Gwilym and reader fight before a party Gwilym’s best friend has feelings for him Gwilym comes home after a month away Gwil and reader say goodbye to their dog (PAINFUL) Gwil used to make fun of reader in school Fighting for you at a bar Comforting him through loss of a loved one (fluffy) Playing Chrissy in BoRhap Reader attacked while with Gwil at a bar (tw: attempted sexual assault) Meeting Gwil and his friends at the bar Fighting with him before a business trip Getting into an accident and Gwil stays by your side Waking up with Gwilym (fluffy) 9, 29, 43 Baking Introducing you to Brian and Roger Comforting you after a bad breakup Being with an American on 4th of July Surprising him on his birthday Firsts Moving in together Gwil and Playmate!Reader (smut) “Strangers at a bar” (smut) Dressing as schoolgirl for him (smut) Sub!Gwil w/ slight breeding kink (smut) Comforting you about your nose When you get you wisdom teeth out

Rami Malek Rami hooks up with a fan at the bar (smut) Part II of ^ Rami and reader skinny dip in their pool (kinda steamy) Helps reader with writer’s block relax (smut) Reader has a hard time showing emotions Taking care of sick Rami (fluffy) Defending Rami Fighting with Rami Rami winning you over on set (kinda steamy) An unexpected proposal 36 and 29 Seeing you without makeup Sub!Rami headcanons (smut) Proposing to you after sex (brief smut) Rami in drag for BoRhap HCs (smut) Under The Stars Friends to lovers Telling him you’re terminally ill (angsty as fuck) Taking your daughter to her first day of school Rami and deaf!reader cooking for his family

Lucy Boynton Helping her with her wedding Celebrating your anniversary Relieving the sexual tension (smut) Coming out to the cast together Getting drunk and admitting her feelings to you When your daughter is getting bullied

Allen Leech Taking you home to Ireland

Brian May Finding out Brian cheated (ANGSTY) Brian proposing on stage (fluffy) Brian and reader fuck at the drive in (smut) Brian and HS gf lose their virginities (smut) Brian comforts reader after serious accident (very fluffy) Brian and reader with ADHD Reader passes out and goes to hospital Brian and reader’s wedding day Dom!Bri blurb (smut) Road tripping with Brian (kinda steamy) Confessing his feelings under the stars You and Brian’s daughter coming out You and Brian’s daughter marrying her girlfriend 2 and 46 (smut) 50 Brian and plus size reader 40 (smut) 20 and 31 28, 33, 36 Roger’s groupies make fun of Brian’s gf Carrying you to bed b/c of an injury All his pet names for you Being insecure he might be cheating “Rumor has it I make you nervous” Enemies w/ benefits to lovers Becoming smitten with a flutist Defending you from the press

Roger Taylor Flirting with reader after a gig Rog gets jealous when John accidentally sees reader nude Making up after a fight Performing Rocky Horror for him (kinda steamy) Teaching his best friend the drums Dreaming Roger was in an accident 60s Roger 80s Roger and Filipino reader Roger and Latina reader Roger confessing his feelings after a car accident 10, 17, 37 Passing notes “All I Wanted” songfic She’s out of my life (angsty) Fighting with his childhood friend but getting together Being amused by your emotions on your period Public quickie with Roger (smut) 8, 17, 38 Doing his Rogerina makeup

John Deacon Joe!John kissing reader for the first time 20 and 42 27 and 21 Meeting John on SNL Helping you with period pain Talking about you in an interview Waking him up on his birthday

Freddie Mercury 19 He’s your first kiss 27 (fluffy) 46 Comforting you during stress When he isn’t there for you (daughter!reader)

BoRhap Boys Pregnancy fluff Discussing accents Ben interrupts you and Gwil’s wedding Helping you when you’ve been rejected

Queen Helping their protege after she gets pregnant Choosing between Brian and Roger Taking care of you after fracturing your tailbone

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theasstour · 4 years

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Nora darling, I’m writing my first fic EVER and I’m worried that when I finally finish it and post it, it will be a total disaster. Do you have any tips on getting it out there for people to read it?

BRI💖💖 I’ve given advice like this before and I tried finding the ask but I couldn’t so I’ll try and make a list for you!

TAG YOUR STUFF! Key when tagging your fics is to remember that the first 5 tags are the most important cos those tags are the ones your fic will show up in when people give it a search. You literally do not have to tag more than five things. and you most definitely do not have to tag your fic if you reblog it again cos your fic won’t show up in any of those tags (only on your own blog and your followers’ dashboard), it only works once and that’s when you post it.

POSTING TIME! Post when loads of people are on. It usually ranges from 4pm-1am everywhere, and most people are online at the same time on Sundays (which is why I always post on Sundays!!). Check when most people are on by doing a Google search!!!! It differs from place to place etc!

HYPE YOUR WORK! If you’re writing something, hype it! Give it a tag on your blog and reblog posts that remind you of your fic. It keeps people interested and people will keep an eye out for it! Like I did for Baby Blue, I tagged stuff MONTHS in advance to keep people around and make them want to read!

UPDATE REGULARLY! This is what keeps people coming back to your work I’ve noticed! Ff you have a schedule, people are more likely to jump on the train and read as you update, meaning more asks, more notes, more interaction with your readers (which is the best part of posting on here!!!). You don’t have to do this, as I’ve seen people update sporadically and still have loads of hype, but thats cos the writer already has a big following and readers. I updated regularly when I wrote my first chaptered fic and it’s cos of that that i have most of my readers now! Besides, I need structure but that’s just my preference!

BETA READERS! If you wanna, it’ll be really helpful for you to develop your writing further by having people read over your work before you post it! You really don’t need betas, I don’t usually ask people to beta my writing, but it’s gotten quite popular, so it’s something you can consider if you feel good about it!!! You’re also almost guaranteed they’ll reblog your stuff when you post it aka spread your fic! There aren’t a lot of people who actually reblog the fics they read anymore, which is a shame as that’s how fic writers get the attention they deserve, so having beta readers and having them help you with not only your writing but spreading your fic as well, is a great idea!

PATIENCE BABEY! The most important one. I cannot stress this enough. You need to be PATIENT !!! I’ve seen so many writers give up cos they don’t get as many notes as they want when they post their first piece, or they don’t get any asks, or any sort of feedback. You WON’T get feedback unless you hype your work, unless you’re patient, unless you work up a big reader count, etc! I literally did not get ANY feedback until I posted my 8th piece of writing on here! NONE! I got next to no notes as well, but it’ll come eventually! Don’t rush it, you’ll get there!!! You’ll get the recognition you deserve!!!

#hope this helps some :*****#answered #brielyse11

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kpopmultifan127 · 4 years

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Stay With Me (NCT Jaehyun)

Me and Jaehyun have been dating for a little while now. About 2 months at least. We got set up by his good friend Johnny. They both were in a music group together along with another good friend of ours Jisung, and I knew Johnny and Jisung way before they became celebrities. I knew they’d make it far because they were so motivated with their music and dancing they never wanted to quit. Even more so ever since he met my roommate Bri. He always had a thing for her too. When he first met her he’d always beat around the bush about me setting him up with her. He was horrible at it too. They made a cute couple too.

The boys got quite busy preparing for their comeback so we barely got to speak to them unless it was through FaceTime. I didn’t mind just as long as I got to see Jaehyun’s face and hear his voice I was happy. He always made time to talk even if it was just for a minute.

Everytime my phone rang Bri said I always lit up like a Christmas tree. “Hey Jaehyun” I said with a smile. “Hi babe, how are you?” He replied. “I’m fine, I’m just doing some studying before I leave for my night shift at restaurant” he was never a fan of me working late nights because I’d always walk home by myself. ”what time do you get off? He asked. “I get off at 1am.” I told him. Before he was preparing for their comeback he’d always came and walked me home. But now it would just be myself and once in a while when he was free Jisung would walk me home. Tonight it was just myself.

Our phone call lasted about 5 mins. He added before I hung up with me, “please call me before you start to walk home. I’ll answer no matter what” I then replied “I don’t want you to get in trouble though.” He didn’t care he always wanted to make sure I was safe. After I hung up with him I overheard Bri and Johnny arguing on the phone. Hearing them argue was a daily thing so it never really bothered me. “See Johnny why can’t you be a good boyfriend like Jaehyun and call me?!” She snapped at him because Johnny’s schedule was different from Jaehyun’s so he wasn’t able to call her. “I’m sorry Bri I can’t” he told her. Before he could finish she hung up on him. “Ugh why do I even bother with that giant” she grumbled.

My night shift was about to start. It was going to be a busy night, before I knew it, my shift was over and it was time to head home. I always felt guilty calling Jaehyun while he was working but he always made sure I went home safe. I called him as I walked outside. “Hey babe!” He said with a big smile. As I said my goodbyes to my coworkers I began to walk home while talking to him. “So how was work Dee?” He asked. “It went by really fast because we were busy and my feet are killing me.” I replied. I loved how interested he was about my day no matter how boring it sounded. “Enough of my day” I said. “How’s work going for you?” With a smile, he began to tell me how his day went. I love the passion he has for his music and he does so well too. “I’m sorry I can’t walk home with you these days” he said “once we are done with comeback promotions we can spend more time together” I then told him “We knew you’d be busy, so I’m just happy enough to get 2 mins of talking to you like this.” I was about 2 blocks away from my house. Just as I was getting closer to my house someone came out of the alley next to me with a knife and stabbed my on the side.

All Jaehyun could see is me scream in pain and fall to the floor and he saw feet running away from me. “BABE!!! DEE!!! ARE YOU OK?! DEE!!!” he was in such a huge panic seeing me lay on the ground in the dark area near my house. I’m still holding the phone seeing him screaming on the phone. “JOHNNY CALL 911, DEE JUST GOT STABBED!!! CALL BRI TO GET TO HER NOW!” I slowly started closing my eyes and blacking out with the lost of blood. “Dee! Stay with me! I’m on my way to you! STAY WITH ME DEE! DEE!!!” As he kept yelling my eyes slowly closed and I passed out. “Is this it? Am I going to die?” I don’t know how long I was laying there but I felt someone pick me up and continuously screaming my name “Dee….Babe Please wake up! Dee please wake up” I hear that voice constantly call me and I knew it was Jaehyun’s voice. But was I dreaming?

I felt someone put me on a bed as it moved into a car. I’m laying there going in and out. I hear voices screaming at each other. “WE NEED BLOOD! SHE’S LOSING MORE!” then I hear crying and yelling “PLEASE DO SOMETHING HELP HER PLEASE!” I can see people around me but I can’t make out who it is. I just know we finally arrived at the hospital as people were waiting at the door with blood bags and a doctor on standby. “WE NEED TO HURRY AND GET HER INTO SURGERY!” a voice screamed. I could feel a hand hold it tight as they ran me to the room, I didn’t know who was holding my hand but I just know they didn’t want to let go...but slowly had to let go as we I went through the doors. I see bright lights as I began to be put to sleep.

A few hours later I woke up in a room which I believed to be a hospital. I felt someone laying on my hand holding it tight. I looked down to see Jaehyun sitting there as if he was praying and hoping I’d wake up, I glanced at him to see him covered in what I’m thinking was my blood. I quietly whispered to him, “Jaehyun is that you?” he quickly put his head up to see I have finally woken up. All he could do is begin to cry and kiss my hand being thankful that I woke up. “I’m so so sorry Dee!” he was so apologetic to what had happened. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner. I should’ve just walked you home.” I quickly grabbed his hand to have him calm down and stop. “No it’s not your fault, don’t put blame on yourself.” I said. “No!” he quickly snapped back. “No, you could’ve been safe if I was with you.” I didn’t want him to get worked up so I tried everything to calm him down. “Babe...it could’ve happened to anyone.” I told him. “Yes but it happened to you!” he couldn’t help but cry and continue to take the blame. He didn’t want to let me go and hugged me and cried on my shoulder.

I had pulled him down to stop and relax. “Yes, I know it was unfortunate that this had happened to me, but I’m ok.” I said to him. “Please calm down.” He then sat down next to me on my bed and wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the top of my head. I then realized he was in the middle of preparing for their comeback. “Wait what about your folks comeback preparations? Weren’t you working?” I asked. “Don’t worry about that right now. Our managers know what’s going on and they told us to come stay with you.” I felt so bad they had their comeback pushed back because of me. “I’m sorry….I’m sorry you have to be—-” He then interrupted me. “Please don’t….don’t be sorry. Your safety is more important than our comeback.” I looked at him covered in my blood. So I told him “Go home and change. I’m sorry you’re covered like this.” “Dee don’t be sorry, I’m going to be here until you are fully recovered.” He added. “Let me go get everyone else and let them know you’re up. Everyone is worried about you.” He then kissed my hand and went to go grab everyone else.

Bri came in first. “Oh my god Dee, you should’ve just called me to pick you up!” I knew she was working late that night too but her job was on the opposite end of where I was. “No I didn’t want you driving back and forth” I told her. Jisung was all shook up when he came in, “Dee are you ok?” He asked. “I will be” I replied. Everyone was so worried and I wanted to reassure them I was ok. Johnny came into the room with some extra clothes for Jaehyun to change in. So Jaehyun gave me a kiss on the forehead and went to go change.

Johnny was really bad at making comments at the wrong time. “Bri if I was laying there would you take care of me?” He asked her. I just giggled. She then snapped back, “Dee, get up because a new body is about to be there.” As she glances over to Johnny. We all giggled except for Johnny. “I’m just tryna brighten up the mood here.” Johnny said. All Bri could do was roll her eyes and walk over to him and say “Keep it up and you’ll be on that bed instead of Dee.” When Jaehyun came back from changing everyone else began to leave to go home. So it was just me and Jaehyun in my room. He came and sat on my bed and slowly hugging me.

“I know I keep saying this, but I’m sorry I’m laying here like this with you.” I told him. “I’m sorry you’re laying here like this too. But I’m glad you’re awake and recovering well.” He added. He then came closer to me and hugged me tighter. His hugs were so warm and welcoming. I loved the warmth he always gave to me, and I always felt safe in his arms. I knew that he was the one I wanted to be with forever the first day I met him.

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mybazillionthblog · 7 years

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We're both in gryffindor tower and everyone is asleep except us, but it's thunderstorming and i never noticed how loud thunder is up in this tower, haha, i'm a little freaked out, would you mind if i just sat in your bed with you? just until it's over? From this list by @severus-snape-is-a-butt-trumpet

Hogwarts info: there are four sections (?) Gryffindor (the brave), Ravenclaw (the smart), Hufflepuff (the nice ones) and Slytherin (the ambitious) and they all have their own house and section in Hogwarts. The boys and girls are split. The Room of Requirement = changes to what the person using it... requires. Ask me if u don't understand something, i do not bite ;)

Briar's pov:

That day i realized two things: 1) i can't handle caffeine and 2) Myles is a good guy and i should've given him a chance sooner. You see, Myles and I has a bit of history. We met in first year on the way to Hogwarts and became friends, good friends even. That bond grew stronger when we both got sorted into Gryffindor and discovered we both got a secret passion for dancing.

We were best friends for the first four years, but then everything changed. 'When everything went to shit' as Devon not so eloquently put it every time anyone asked about it. Which they did, a lot.

Myles became handsome, in my opinion he was handsome before he went trough puberty but that part i leave out of the story, and with that he became chaser of girls. Me being the lovesick girl i am at that age, wasn't too happy with that turn of events. I called him out to it, to which he defended that the girls knew exactly what the got themselves into when they hooked up with him. A one-time thing.

And so i tried to ignore it, what somewhat worked for a good three months. And then i couldn't handle it anymore and slowly, silently backed out of his life. I had thought he would've put up a fight, even a little one. I was wrong, i don't think he even blinked.

Then there was a year of silence from both sides. I was in my fifth year, one of the most important, and completely focuses me on my grades and the friends i still has. I was fairly popular, before it was alway BriarandMyles, a package deal they couldn't split up. Now we were both apart popular with both the sexes. We crossed each other in the long hallways and sometimes in the Room of Requirement where we danced together even Sunday morning at 10am for 4 years straight.

And then, sixth year came around. Sixth year is the year i suddenly got asked out a lot, when i asked why that was the only answer i got was Myles. Which wasn't really an answer at all. That's like asking why does an apple fall down and someone answering Myles with a shrug. No not Myles, gravity!! That's what i kept saying to everyone.

After Christmas i figured out the so called why, Myles, everyone said, had a crush on me but was too much a coward about it. And the guys, seeing their hookups leave them one by one for Myles, had had enough and tried to take advantage of his crush on me by winning me over. I didn't mind, they got me free chocolate.

Though that's what Tanner had told me, who i didn't fully trust on things like this. He had a strange thing for Myles and mine relationship, what he had deemed as Bryles. But when i looked for confirmation with Devon, he gave me a half-smile saying it might be true. Which i was nothing with, again. Really people? Why make this so hard?!

And so the year passed on, me looking at Myles differently and analyzing everything he did or said when he was in my area. At the end of the year i concluded it wasn't true, he didn't say anything to me or about me. So that's how i entered the summer holiday, without any worries at all.

Now i was in seventh year, it was October and nothing particularly exciting had happened yet. Until November 16th came around a good month before my birthday. Now the reason this happened was because i was hellbent on getting a good grade for charms, a subject i suck at, excuse my wording.

So i stayed up, until after curfew, in the common room working until my hand hurt too much from writing. That's when mr. Popular walked in, Aka Myles, probably came back from another one of his hook-ups, i roll my eyes. Myles gives me a silent nod of acknowledgement and i nod back with a small smile. This was a new development, i kind of liked it.

He turns to walk up the stairs to his room, but just when he reaches the first step a loud thunder echoes trough the common room, making me let out a high pitched shriek which I quickly silenced with my hand.

"Are you okay?" Myles asks me with a glint of worry in his eyes.

"Yeah, sorry. It just took me by surprise", i answer while trying to control my breathing. Don't freak out, don't freak out. You don't like loud sounds but do. No. Freak. Out. Not in front of Myles. I repeated like a mantra in my head.

Myles nodded his head and turned back to walk up the stairs, halfway trough a thunder was heard again. "Wait", I involuntarily let out. Shit. Myles pauses, and looks at me expectantly. "Could you, could you keep me company. Until the storm is over. I am not a big fan of sound..." i ramble.

Myles looks contemplating up at his dorm, for half a second i think that he's going to say no and continue walking. "Sure", instead comes out of his mouth. He always speaks with a singy undertone, i used to tease him with that. That he should live a musical and instead of talking should be singing ever 24/7.

I smile up at him, "Thank you!"

It's silent for a minute, he stays up halfway up the stairs. A thunder strikes again, making me flinch while tears form in my eyes. Don't cry, Briar. There is no reason to.

"Are you going to come up?" Myles implores.

"What?"

"Wel, it's 1am i assume you want to sleep, i want to sleep and i can't go up the girls' stairs so, are you going to come up?" He clarifies.

For a minute i stand bewildered, before i remember the thunder and i hurry up the stairs. Myles holds the door open and closes it behind me, pointing his bed out which is placed in the middle. All around there are sleeping boys. I turn on his bedside lamp and sit on his bed. Myles comes over to sit beside me, a good meter of space between us.

A thunder wracks trough the room, startling me. I can't stop the tears escaping my eyes, within a second Myles wraps his arms around me and i press my face into his shirt.

Myles let's himself fall back onto the bed, me half on top of him. I'm too tired and too scared to care. I wrap to arms around his waist as he does the same and crushes me to his chest. In the back of my mind i realize how much i missed this.

My eyes close on their own accord and just before i fall asleep i find the strength to apologize: "I'm sorry... for getting your t-shirt wet Mylo." The old nickname slips out of my mouth before i can stop it.

He freezes for a second, and i imagine he remembers the same thing. "Goodnight Little B" He says softly.

What I don't think i imagine is that he lightly kisses my forehead.

The awwing wakes me up. Though waking-up is a big word, cause if i was really waking up i would've jumped out of his arms right away. What i did instead was mumble for them to shut up and pull Myles closer.

"Guys, i'll wake her up" Myles says from underneath me, which sound a little wrong.

"Well go a head, don't mind us. We're just... yeah" Tanner says. I groan softly. Who don't they shut up?

Warm arms leave my waist and the cool air hits my skin where my t-shirt rode up this night, waking me up a little more. I hug Myles tighter.

A finger pokes my sides lightly, "Bri, wake up", is repeated over and over again. I ignore it for 5 minutes. "Bri wake up or i am going to go get water and throw it over your head."

"You wouldn't."

"No, i wouldn't", he gives in, "but Tanner would." Fuck. Yeah Tanner would. I sit up in half a second, blinded by the light.

"I'm awake! I am awake! No need for water!" I half scream still sleepily.

"Sleeping beauty arises. How was dream land?" Devon asks me teasingly.

"Pretty good, thank you", i say narrowing my eyes. What is he up to?

"So how exactly did you make it from the common room to Myles' arms?" Oh yeah, that. I blush and look at Myles who was already looking at me. When he sees my gaze he turns away with the speed of light though. Had he been staring? I was back to imagining things i see.

A thick silence sounds in the room while all the boys stare at me, at us. "There was a thunderstorm" Myles breaks the silence at last. Before anyone else can say something he goes on and stands up: "And now we're going to go eat breakfast. Let's go!"

Devon smirks and stands up too. "Yeah let's go... lovebirds."

We both shoot him a poisonous look. Then i realize something due to which i blush tomato red again. "What's wrong?" Myles asks me.

"Can i change into something?" I say p, trying to stop blushing.

"Oh, uh yeah", he looks around the dorm until his eyes land onto a shirt of his, "Here", he says and throws me the shirt.

"Thank you", i walk into the bathroom to change hurriedly and almost immediately leave. I stop just before the door and smell the shirt, his cologne still clinging to it, and sigh contend. Oh how i had missed this boy.

I go back into the room to see Myles waiting for me by the door. "You waited?" I smile.

"Clearly" he says with an eye-roll, but i know he's teasing. We keep teasing the whole way to the dining room.

Once we arrive the whole room seems to stop and stare. I am a little confused, until i realize it's been two years since we have been spotted together and i am wearing his shirt. Myles notices my discomfort and hesitates before throwing an arm around my shoulder to which i thankfully lean into. "Ignore them", he says. What i do.

Myles' pov:

I come back into the common room after dancing in the Room of Requirement. I don't dance anymore on Sundays due to my fight with Briar, though i don't really know if it's classified as a fight. She just slipped out of my life, out of my hands. I wonder if it was because she figured out my true feelings for her. The feelings that are still very there. I really wanted to talk her again.

Luck seemed to be on my side tonight, 'cause when i walked back she's the only one still up. I nod at her and she nods back with a surprised smile. I hate that she's surprised because i acknowledged her. I sigh under my breath, i am going to beat myself up all night because of this, i just know.

BOOM!! I am taken by surprise by a loud thunder and by a shriek behind me. I turn around to see Briar with a hand across her mouth. "You okay?" The younger Myles of 3 years ago takes over and worry consumes me. She didn't used to be afraid of thunder, as far as i know at least. Why is she now?

"Yeah sorry, it just took me by surprise", she answers me staring into the distance. Okay then. I nod and make my way to the staircase but i couldn't shake the feeling off that something was wrong.

Another thunder booms, "Wait", her soft voice carries trough the room, "Could you, could you keep me company. Until the storm is over. I am not a big fan of sound..." she rambles.

I look up to the door of my dorm room, half to contemplate what my friends would or will say and half to not have to look at her face anymore. She looks so adorable but so scared too. Lord give me strength, i though even though i'm an atheist. "Sure", i answer.

"Thank you", she looks so relieved i feel bad for even thinking about refusing. So now what? Do we stay here, do i take her up to my dorm? I am so deep in thought i don't even notice the thunder until i see her flinch out of the corner of my eye.

"Are you going to come up?"

"What?" She asks flatly.

"Wel, it's 1am i assume you want to sleep, i want to sleep and i can't go up the girls' stairs so, are you going to come up?" I clarify.

She looks up at me, bewilderment clear on her face before she almost runs up the stairs. Once upstairs i point out my bed where she turns the light on and goes to sit in top, me beside her.

The thunder strikes again and i can't stop my arms from pulling her closer and embracing her to calm her down. I let myself fall back onto the bed and maneuver myself so we lie in the right direction, while silently comforting her.

Her head fits perfectly between my shoulder and chin and i stroke her hair silently while she cries into my chest. I close my eyes and relish into the feeling of this moment, her pressed body pressed against mine ust as we used when we slept over at each other's place in the holidays.

I feel her relax and almost fall asleep when she suddenly speaks up again, "I'm sorry... for getting your t-shirt wet Mylo." I freeze by the drop of that nickname, the many times she had used that before we started talking almost from day one.

"Goodnight Little B" I answer, using her special name too. And then on reflex, i lightly kiss her forehead.

When she falls asleep, i lay awake for at least half an hour, fearing that tomorrow she's not going to speak to me ever again. I want to lay here with her forever, my hand lowers to her waist while her other stays on her hair, and i touch a sliver of skin. Sighing she leans further into me, and that's when i fall asleep.

The days that follow we have to explain ourselves a lot to other people, what i know Briar doesn't like. I try to shield herself the best i can from the prodding questions of people.

A month later we start do dance together again.

Three months later we have our first kiss.

A year later we both win our first dance competition, in our respective dance categories.

On that same day i propose.

I wouldn't have our story any other way.

____________ Dayuuummm this was long. So yeah. This time a lot of Bryles interaction so that's Nice. I had a lot of inspiration idk why or how... there are coming more howarts au's sorry but not really...

Correct my grammar svp (or don't)

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The boys meet Jack; Queen x reader

*Author’s note*

Hello all, I would like to thank you all for reading this series once again and taking interest in it both old and new followers/readers. And thank you for all the patience and cliffhanger I left you all on the last chapter :) Now the long wait is finally over, here we see Jack being introduced to the boys and things will get a little intense at some parts. Also I imagined this in the last chapter so I’m gonna link a song up and I hope you all will listen to it and just imagine just the first half of the song during the beginning part of the story and when you the reader take Jack into the studio to meet the boys.

Now warnings are very minimum, just swearing but overall TOOTH ROTTING FREAKIN FLUFF :)

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Once we arrived at his place, he bid me a goodnight and thanked me for allowing him to see the studio and having a first look at my upcoming music video. I smiled and told him it was no problem before bidding him a goodnight.

Finally after a seriously long day, I finally reached home sweet home. I opened my door and let out a yawn ready to hit the sack.

Play video

“You’ve got some serious explaining to do young lady.” I froze in shock. Oh shit it can’t be them. As I turned around there they all stood at the entry way between my front corridor and the living room. Each of them with their arms crossed over their chests staring me down.

Looks like my long night is about to get even longer.

“Boys. Hey, I—I thought you all weren’t getting back till tomorrow. When-when-when did you get back?”

“Through Concorde airlines that get you to your destination in half the time. And it was right after we found out about this,” it was then Freddie took out another gossip magazine of Jack and I enlarged on the front cover with the title.

ROCK ANGEL WITH MYSTERIOUS BLONDE MAN. POTENTIAL ROMANCE?

“So start talking. Who is he? How old is he? Where exactly does he live and where can I find him so I can kick his arse?” Roger hounded me with all the questions.

“Whoa Rog, you are not going to kick his arse. He hasn’t done anything to deserve it.”

“Actually he has, and that’s talking to you.” He reasoned.

“And since when did I need your permission to talk to boys?!” I snapped getting a little irritated by his possessive attitude.

“Roger cool it!” Brian snapped as he pressed a hand against Roger’s chest to stop him from coming up towards me.

“Guys can’t we discuss this in the morning? I have had a long day of interviews and music video shooting, I need to sleep and I really don’t want to say what I may regret later.”

“Nope. We’re going to discuss this now. If you can spend hours recording songs with us then you can handle a few questions.” John sassed. I growled out a groan before saying.

“Alright fine!” I stomped towards my living room and sat down on my favorite lounge chair, opening up my jacket and turning towards the guys as I said in a firm tone. “Sit.” They then went to my couch opposite of my chair that was separated by the table in front of me. All four of them were able to fit the couch entirely with Deacy and Brian taking the ends of the couch while Freddie sat beside Deacy and Roger between Fred and Bri.

Soon I began to explain the whole story to them.

“His name’s Jack. He’s an American just coming to visit London and see the sights for the summer. Studied music like me for college and graduated about two years ago, and he stopped Duke from harassing me.”

“Wait, wait, that loser’s back to stalking you. I thought we got him fired?” asked Brian.

“Apparently not. He ambushed me when I went out to a club for a break. But Jack saw what was happening and called him old man which made him back off. So I thanked him with coffee for helping me out but I guess that’s when Dukey boy there snapped the first picture of us together at the café.”

“And you’re sure he’s not just getting close to you just to shag you?” asked Freddie.

“Freddie! What the hell!?”

“He’s got a point. Remember Daniel? Jackson? And that one other boy uhh…..” Roger began but Deacy finished for him.

“Nathaniel.”

“Thank you Deacy.” Roger thanked.

“God this is even worse than when you guys interrogated me about Adam.” I groaned as I rubbed my face with my hands tiredly. “Look guys, he even knew who I was the minute I went into that club but he didn’t approach me at all until Duke ambushed me with the camera. Doesn’t that at least count as something?” They all looked at each other and quietly whispered to each other. “And he loves the same music we do. Zeppelin, Bowie, my music but out of all of them he loves you guys the best for your creativity process. And he even looks up to one of you guys.”

“And just who pray tell would that member of Queen be?” asked Freddie almost thinking it would be him.

“Deacy.” I stated bluntly as I pointed to him. At that statement, Deacy actually looked at me in shock, as did the other guys.

“You’re lying.” Deacy said.

“No I am not. He told me that you were the reason he picked up a bass guitar in the first place after hearing your solo for Liar. Now every time he plays that song, he plays alongside it, imagining that he’s playing with his hero. Deacy you mean more to the fans than you give yourself credit for. Take this compliment and praise and never deny it again.”

“Okay so I’ll admit he has good taste in music so that’s one plus for him. Acknowledging Deacy gets another plus, and based on the picture you both do look good together so I tick that as a plus. The only thing missing is to finally meet the boy.” Freddie said.

“I’m sorry what now?”

“Bring him by the studio tomorrow when we record our duet album before the tour by the end of this summer. We want to meet him.”

“Freddie I can’t—you can’t just…..this is too sudden. We’re just friends honest!”

“We still demand to see him. Even if you say you’re not dating or even shagging each other as a friends with-benefits kind of thing.” At that remark, Freddie got a slapped over the head by Roger. Freddie cried out in pain as Roger said as he took a swig of beer.

“Don’t ever mix (y/n) and shagging again.” I looked at him unbelievably and shook my head at him and that’s when Brian said.

“In all seriousness (y/n), we would at least like to meet him. Just so this whole mess can be put aside. Because you know we’ll keep hounding you for a meeting, and you know just how resilient we are.” Oh boy do I.

Even when I was still an intern with Miami, all the times when the boys would beg of something or get me to join in and I’d refuse, they’d always get me to go along with it. Whether it was always kneeling and pleading before me at my desk while I was trying to work, or there was that time when I was ambushed and trapped in a Queen puppy-dog eyed circle.

Filled with puppy dog eyes, cute whimpers (mainly from Roger and a bit from Deacy) and puppy nuzzles with their noses touching all over my face. God that was a brutal mess, but secretly I liked it.

“I’ll bring him to the studio tomorrow, but you guys need to arrive there first so that way I can break it to him gently about confronting you guys. And please, please, please, please, please guys. Don’t scare him off,” I mostly looked towards Roger as I said this and I continued, “You lot have to swear to me that you won’t scare him tomorrow. Swear it on your lives and the life of Queen.”

“We swear.” They chorused out as they each held their right hands out and crossed their hearts with their left index fingers.

“Good, now I am exhausted. It’s 1am and I need to sleep. Goodnight guys.”

“Goodnight love.” They chorused out again. I walked upstairs to my room and finally got to turn in for the night.

I woke up to the rare sunlight that London gets with it shining through my curtains. I stretched myself out and let out a yawn that according to Freddie reminded him of one of his cat’s. And it was then I looked at the time to see that it was almost 11am. I tiredly lifted myself up and that’s when I also took notice of a note right by my nightstand.

I reached over for the note and unfolded it and it was a letter from Deacy. It read:

Dearest (y/n),

Last night we did come off as the Queen’s royal guard but you must know that when we heard about this, it came as quite a shock to us. I know that we aren’t your family by blood but we all see you as a daughter (in my case a sister) to us. And we just didn’t want to see you get hurt again after what Adam did to you. It broke us to see how he had treated you when you deserve the world, if not the universe (according to Brian).

If you don’t wish to come to the studio that’s fine. You and I can do a one on one meeting with Jack and I will make the decision for the band on whether he’s the chap for you.

At that point I rolled my eyes playfully as I kept reading on.

And I know you’re rolling your eyes right now missy so watch it. Anyways, I hope you will enjoy what’s waiting for you downstairs and hope that it can be a sign of forgiveness from us to you.

Your loving big brother,

Deacy 😊

I smiled at the last part of the letter and kissed it before holding it close to my heart. I then set aside the letter and went downstairs to see just what he also meant by what was waiting for me and that I would enjoy.

As I turned into my kitchen there at the table was a delicious breakfast filled with my favorite breakfast meals and right in front of my tray was one of my vases filled with water and four yellow roses with a note tucked in front of it. I walked up to it and took the note and it only said.

Forgive us?

I smiled softly and said to myself.

“Oh Deacy, you really are the sweetheart of Queen. How can I stay mad when he does stuff like this?” I then sat down and ate my breakfast which was surprisingly still warm. Perhaps it was recently made in the last few minutes, who knows? But I went ahead and ate up my breakfast then I cleaned up the area and decided to get ready for the day.

After showering, doing my hygiene stuff, and getting dressed I debated whether I wanted to call Jack and get this whole thing over with. I thought about it for a good fifteen minutes before finally I picked up the phone and dialed the number. I held the phone to my ear and it rang a good three times before I heard it being picked up.

“Hey Jack, it’s me. Listen, you’re not busy in the next little while are you?”

By 2pm Louis and I had picked Jack up and then by almost 3 we finally arrived at the studio. I turned to Jack and I was finally gonna break it down to him that this wasn’t just going to be a normal studio visit.

“Jack there’s something you need to know before we go on inside.” I told him in a low voice.

“What is it? Is everything okay?”

“Well that depends,” I took a deep breath in before exhaling out and I continued, “Okay you know how in the news or the papers or wherever the hell they post it up or when I’ve said it. The Rock angel’s name and Queen are always clashed with each other’s?”

“Yeah, I know all about how you’ve toured with them. You sometimes collaborate with each other on songs or albums. Like your recent album that came out earlier this year. Which I thought was amazing by the way.”

“Thanks Jack, but there’s more to the story than that. Remember how I told you I was an intern for a big record manager before I became the Rock Angel?” He nodded and I kept going on, “Well, that manager was Jim Beach. The current manager of Queen. And from day one the boys of Queen…..they’re my family. They’ve become like my four fathers or brothers at times, they’ve helped me become a better musician. And by being my family that also means, our relationship is close. I mean really, really, really close. Which in turn means they are like four aggressive guard dogs when it comes to boys who try to come near me.” His face was slowly starting to show signs of fear. “Well they were doing a show in Japan when last night they…..they came to my house and heard about the rumors that have been going around between us. And so……the real reason why I brought you here to the studio, is because…..they want to meet you.” I swear to you it looked like Jack was ready to shit himself.

“You—you mean that they…..”

“Please I know I’m asking a lot, hell I almost didn’t want to do this but I knew they’d keep on persisting and they do a hell of a job at that, especially with the puppy dog huddle but we don’t have to do this. I can have Louis take you back home and you never have to meet the guys and do this, and—” I rambled on frantically. All the while Jack kept trying to get my attention until finally he grabbed me by the arms and called out my name.

“(Y/n)!” I stopped and just looked at Jack fearfully. He released my arms and he said.

“Sorry you were frantically rambling so hard that I almost couldn’t understand you. If this is what they want, then I would not want to get on Queen’s bad side.” I looked at him in shock.

“Okay are you sure you weren’t some former Rockstar that I don’t know about in America.” I asked which made him laugh. I then composed myself and I asked him, “You ready?” He exhaled a deep breath and said.

“Yeah, I’m ready.” We then exited the car and thanked Louis for driving us here and we then entered the studio.

Walking in the first person to greet us was Miami. He came up and he said.

“So this is the boy—”

“Please not now Miami, you will get your turn after the boys have a go at him.” I interrupted him.

“As a matter of fact I was just on my way to meet with the boys right now, as well as you. So knock two birds with one stone right?” I cringe at his explanation and I said as I turned to Jack.

“Jack this is my manager as well as Queen’s manager Jim Beach. He makes sure that the boys don’t kill each other during rehearsals and afterwards and makes sure that I still stay the same humble intern that he always knew and loved.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Beach.” Jack said as he extended his hand. Miami eyed Jack up and down like a father would before finally taking Jack’s hand and shaking it.

“(Y/n) is like a daughter to me. Any funny business out of you then—”

“Okay moving on don’t want to be late! See you upstairs Miami bye!” I took Jack’s arm and quickly raced towards the lift and quickly pressed the button for the level of the rehearsal room and sighed in relief. “My god he’s even worse than usual.”

“Now this may not be the perfect question but, why do you call him Miami?”

“Freddie gave him that name when Queen was first rising to fame and glory. Once I became an intern after a couple of weeks, he allowed me to call him that after telling me that I was the best intern he’s ever had since I treated the boys like normal people instead of just obsessing over the floor they walk upon. That and I was the first young intern they’ve ever really gotten along with. Freddie knighted me by my first week the official ‘Queen’s younger audience taste’ just so that they wouldn’t be forgotten or be washed away by the current age of music that’s going on with either pop or what they call disco. Mainly by Rog and Brian.”

Soon the lift dinged and we arrived at the rehearsal studio level. I guided Jack down the hall then we made a right until finally we walked through the double doors. We now stood in the sound booth and through the mirror, there sat all around the various furniture or even the makeshift stage were my boys of Queen.

Freddie looking through the paper, Deacy sitting on the stage fiddling with his bass, Roger on the chair having his smoke break and Brian muttering out some chords that were probably going through his head and trying them out on his guitar.

“So this is Queen?” asked Jack.

“Yeah. Not a bad looking bunch if you don’t count Roger of course.” I never really liked his habit of smoking but hell he’s older than me he can do what he wants, I just told him to never smoke around me since I can’t stand the smell of it in the studio. I turned towards Jack and I saw him physically tense up as I knew where his eyes were looking at now.

“Oh my god, is that—”

“Yep. That’s our Disco Deacy.” I said as I looked towards Deacy before turning back to Jack. “You ready to meet him?” He was nervous I could tell, but he nodded and smiled widely. “Alright, you might wanna cover your ears first, trust me.” I butted in the last part.

He did as I told him and I pressed a couple buttons which made the speakers make that ear-piercing high pitched feedback sound which in turn made the boys scream and cover their ears before turning around to face me.

“Hello boys.” I teased.

“What the fuck was that for (y/n)!?” snapped Roger.

“Consider it payback from last night interrogating me till 1 in the morning.” I teased. That’s when Brian took notice of Jack.

“Is that Jack?” I turned to him and then faced back towards the guys and said.

“Yes…” suddenly before I could get another word in; Freddie, Brian and Roger all ran for the door. I quickly raced towards it and closed it as best I could. I could feel Roger and Brian trying to open it but I pushed back. “What the fuck you guys stop it!”

“No you let us in right now!” Roger cried out. I let out a powerful scream as I used all my strength to finally close the door and lock it. “(Y/n) this isn’t funny. Open the door right now!” Roger said through the window of the door.

“No! If you guys want to meet Jack. We are gonna do it by my standards! So you three need to back up and let Deacy come meet him first.” Roger and I stared each other down and I said as I lowered my voice, “You know how resilient I can be Taylor. So if you lot don’t move, we’ll get nowhere. I can do this all day.”

We kept staring at each other waiting for the other to back down, but both of us are too stubborn (I got it from him) that neither of us were backing down. It was then Freddie came up and touched Roger’s shoulder and he told me.

“We accept your demands darling.” Roger went to argue but Freddie shushed him and he and Brian had him back away from the door. I sighed heavily and turned to Jack and said to him.

“God I apologize immensely for this Jack, you must think I’m crazy or a freak or something.”

“No, no I just….find it sweet that the members of Queen would go to such lengths for you.”

“Hope they haven’t scared you off quite yet. Cause get ready that will come.” I gave him fair warning as I unlocked the door.

“I think what I’m more scared about is that I’m going to be standing in front of John Deacon. I mean what if I make a fool of myself? What if he doesn’t like me?”

“Don’t worry you won’t, Roger makes a fool of himself all the time and Deacy still likes him.” I said as I opened the door and Jack and I now walked into the room.

“Watch it love.” Roger said as he doused out his cigarette. Deacy set aside his bass and stood up from the stage and walked towards us. Jack and I met him half way as I continued.

“Besides,” as we now stood before Deacy, I came up to him and wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him and he wrapped an arm around me as I finished, “Deacy’s my big brother.” Deacy looked down at me with a soft smile at that statement and I looked up at him. “Deacy, I’d like you to meet Jack Kline, Jack, this is John Deacon. Bass player of Queen.”

“So this is the mysterious boy who saved our angel from Duke’s persistent stalking.” Deacy held out his right hand for Jack to take. I could tell Jack was star-struck being in front of Deacy like this, not only that but nerves of meeting one of the four boys who basically adopted me and is now playing the big brother figure that every boy fear’s.

“It’s okay Jack, he won’t bite.”

“Unless he feels like it” butted in Freddie. I glared at him but I quickly turned back around and saw Jack take Deacy’s hand and he said trying to find his voice.

“It’s a….great honor to meet you Mr. Deacon.”

“So (y/n) tells us that you’re a bass player.” He said as they released each other’s hands.

“Well I—”

“He is, actually he’s pretty good at it too. Although he’s never shown me his skills.” I said.

Yeah I know it sounds cruel to do this but hey what better way to get to John Deacon’s heart than through the strums of a good bassline, right? Unless Veronica was here but that’s a different story.

“I mean I’m mediocre at best but I wouldn’t say I’m good.”

“Well why don’t I be the judge of that?” Deacy said. He then walked over and picked up his bass and held it out for Jack. “Let’s see how good you really are.” Jack was mortified.

He took Deacy’s bass and slowly walked towards the stage and I followed behind.

“I think I just forgotten how to even play. (Y/n) this is too much.”

“Hey, if I can perform for a sold out Madison Garden show for the first time ever when I could barely come out of my shell, then you can surely play for your men. Don’t think of them as Queen right now, just think of them as if they are four normal guys looking for another bass player.” I whispered back to him. Jack adjusted the bass onto his lap and tried to think of a song.

Soon the opening bassline for ‘Another one bites the dust’ echoed through the bass guitar. I bobbed my head softly to the tune, even though this was the easiest bassline to follow I thought Jack was pretty good.

“Hold on, that’s too easy.” Said Deacy. Jack stopped nervously and looked up at John fearfully. “Play the bass solo for Liar.” Jack tuned the bass guitar and plucked the strings till he got the right pitch it needed to be and then he began to play the solo.

Now he may not be Deacy excellence but if I had to pick a close second to someone who could play the Liar bassline solo, I would definitely pick Jack. He had all the right notes in his head and he really got into it as his head popped as I could tell he was running the song through his head.

As the solo picked up the sudden key change and got faster, I could see a faint smile across Deacy’s face and a glimmer of admiration in his eyes. When the solo was done, Jack looked up at Deacy and said.

“Was it bad?” Deacy pondered being the secret little shit that he can be, leaving Jack on the edge of anticipation before he finally said.

“Actually, the only other person to ever nail that solo was me. There were a few notes that you missed but, I must say I am impressed. I’d be willing to show you some of my tricks to get the perfect note out of a bass.” I smiled at him.

The only other person Deacy ever gave tutorials to was me, and hearing him offer Jack some tutorial lessons, made me realize that Jack had gotten the Deacy seal of approval.

“I admit, that was impressive. We might actually replace you Deacy.” Freddie joked.

“While that is kind of you to offer, I’ll have to decline that rule. Queen just wouldn’t be the same without their true bass player.” Jack said. I playfully shoved him and winked at him telling him that he had won his hero over, as well as the other boys.

“So Jack how long have you been playing bass?” asked Brian.

“Ever since I was a junior in high school. My friends and I tried to start a high school band but none of us were agreeing on songs, or who got credit for what, it was just a mess and within 2 months we broke up and practically never spoke to each other again.” Damn, I can’t imagine if that had ever happened to my boys.

I mean yeah there’s fights and arguments but thankfully after taking a break from each other they come back and make more beautiful music together and still remain friends and not let past arguments affect them. At least not too much.

“So what exactly are you doing here in London, really?” Roger interrogated. I glared at Roger warning him that if he goes too far, then I’m kicking him out of the studio.

“Well it’s like I told (y/n). I’ve always wanted to see London, wondered what all the fuss was about that some of my old college friends made a big deal about moving to London once they graduate. Wanted to see if it was as grand as they say it is.”

“And do you think it is?”

“I mean…..it’s okay. Not crazy about the weather though. Back in Kansas there’s always sun except during the hurricane or tornado season. One year it rained almost the entire summer, flash floods were everywhere.”

“Must’ve been rough.” Said Brian.

“Yeah it was, especially where I live. My mom’s had this farm in her family for years and when the floods hit my hometown, it was just a mess to try and get everything back in order. But we prevailed and did it in the end.”

The rest of the day was spent by the boys asking Jack the most random or regular questions. Of course Roger always made it feel like an interrogation, but after a few glares from me and smacks from Deacy, he slowly made his tone from bad cop to slightly good cop tonality.

After the long and brutal interrogation I mean conversation, Jack got to sit in on a rehearsal and whenever there was a break, Deacy took him aside and would give him his first bass tutorial as well as helpful tips on what to do to when the strings would get stuck.

Eventually it was getting late and Jack said he needed to head back to his flat. I called Louis and told him to meet Jack downstairs to take him home. Just before he left he asked me.

“When do you think you’ll be free next?”

“Oh god I don’t know, the next several weeks will be pretty busy. Plus there are some small individual concerts I’d said I’d attend to. But if something does open up, I’ll give you a call.”

“Sounds good, it was nice meeting you guys.” Jack said to the boys.

“You too Jack, take care darling.” Freddie said, and with that Jack left the rehearsal room. A silence rang through the room and I asked the guys.

“Tell me the truth, all of you. What did you think of Jack?” They all looked at me and Brian was the first to speak up as he shrugged his hands upward.

“I think he’s a good chap.” I smiled at Brian and then Freddie was the next to speak up.

“I think he’s gay.” I scoffed out a laugh as the guys lightly chuckled.

“He’s a good lad, definitely has an ear for bass playing.” Said Deacy. I then turned towards Roger and said.

“Rog?” He looked at me before exhaling heavily and he said.

“I’ll admit….he does sound like a good kid. But I still don’t feel too good about this.” I smiled softly and shook my head at him gently. At least that was a start.

“Alright we’ve been working all night and I’m starving, whose up for a late-night supper?” Freddie asked. The boys all chimed in and I raised my hand agreeing. As the boys left the rehearsal room and just before Deacy got up to leave, I walked up to him and hugged him. I held onto him for a moment before he looked up at me and I kissed his temple.

“Well, what was that for?”

“Do I even need a reason?” I asked him. He grinned up at me and said as he brought me close to him.

“Well from you I’d take a free hug and kiss anytime.” He kissed the top of my head and I was kept in his arms for a little bit longer before finally he stood up and said again, “C’mon love, let’s go eat.”

He stood up and we each kept an arm wrapped around the other as we both walked out of the studio together to join up with the others for some late night supper.

That night it was me and my boys at a nearby Chinese restaurant of them telling me about their show in Japan, or just random stories of family life or past humiliation stories. A night filled with smiles, laughter and the typical bonding time between Queen and the Rock Angel.

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matthewxdavidson · 5 years

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Night Before... || Mattcedes

Tagging: Matthew Davidson & Mercedes Jones Where: Mercedes’ room When: July 27, 2019 - Sometime after 1am Notes: none

Matt

Matt asked Blaine to meet with him that night, full knowing he’d not be okay with what’s happening the next day. This year he’d been hit with one blow after the next and his heart and head were tired. He put on the usual charm. Cracked jokes and did what most people have come to expect from him. These faces were well worn and slid on easy but it didn’t mean he wasn’t ready to just set them aside and slip away from the world for awhile. It was well past midnight by this point, Matt unable to hear the sound of music and singing from the room he rented for Mercedes’ bachelorette party. He thought he’d risk seeing her and hope she was in her room and not over at Jackson’s. Or Jackson’s at hers. His hand went up and knocked on her door, hoping this wasn’t some type of mistake.

Mercy

Mercedes had had fun at the reception dinner and at the at the surprise party, friends and family, everyone came out and she just enjoyed herself. About 11 she grew tired and knew she needed her rest. So saying goodbye to the girls she made her way back to her room and skype called Jackson like she promised. They had spoken for about 30 minutes when she knew they should both get some sleep. The knock on her door came as a surprise cause she didn't know who would be visiting her the night before her wedding. Opening the door she was shocked to see Matt. "Matt- what are you doing here?"

Matt

He thought he’d be a drunk mess by this point of the night but he was stone cold sober, which was for the best. He smiled and crossed his arms. “What? A guy can’t pay his best friend a late night visit the night before she gets married?” There was a small smile with this. “Can I come in? I promise to be a gentleman to Mr. Snuggles.”

Mercy

"I guess it would depend on why you are here? Why are you here Matt?" She sighed at his question and moved to the side. "What's going on?"

Matt

“Why are you making it seem like I’m here because I’m up to no good?” He looked around and then back to her. “I don’t want to do this out here. I actually have something I want to say.”

Mercy

"Cause ever since I have known you you have been pretty much up to no good." She teased. Looking at him, she shut the door and wrapped her robe around herself. "Okay...."

Matt

“I have my good moments! This is one of them, I swear.” Matt went into the room and spied the pink and purple zebra. He walked over and picked it up before turning around with it in his hands. “Okay. I got what I came for. Time for me to go back to my room.” He pretended to leave but laughed at himself. Matt sat on the edge of her bed instead and looked at her. “I can’t believe tomorrow is the big day. There have been many times I’ve thought of how this day would go down. Even considered stopping the wedding but I know that won’t go over well. I also know you’ve got some serious feelings for Jack. I can tell with the way you talk about him. This look you get.”

Mercy

Mercedes blocked the door the moment he grabbed Mr. Snuggles. She rolled her eyes with a smiled as he pretended to leave but then sat down. She moved to sit next to him. "Yeah it feels like its been longer than six months. Way longer than six months. So much has happened and I don't really know how to deal with all of them. I mean I thought this would be me and you. We would say a big screw you to my dad and I would be your wife. But stuff happens, people change or want different things, or hurt you. And you just have to adjust." She ran her hands through her hair. "But I do like him, a lot. I still just have so many feelings."

Matt

Matt listened and set the zebra aside so he could take her hand. “Or people are too scared about breaking contract and dealing with not just the fines and jail time but the fall out. At least with this you’ll have a good man and your family. If I’d have gone and married you we’d have each other but your parents would be out of the picture. As crazy and controlling I think your dad is. After seeing how he was at the fire...he loves you too damn much. I think it would break him if you ever broke his heart.” Matt licked his lips and turned his head. He came here to talk about something else and didn’t anticipate this. Tears stung his eyes and he looked away.

Mercy

Mercedes shook her head. "If he loved me at all he wouldn't have done this. I am all for people getting married but at least let them choose who they want to marry!" She sighted. "And if it was that important for the two to get married they would of. You wanted to Be with El and she was al-" Mercedes stopped herself from continuing. "Sorry, none of that matters. You came to tell me something?"

Matt

He wanted to shake her when it came to Ellie. But she had some sort of selective amnesia when it come to it and would it actually matter? “I swear to fucking God. The next time you bring up Ellie and how I wanted to be with her you won’t hear from me for awhile. Ellie was very aggressive and she basically wore me down and...you’re right. It’s the past. If we’re meant to come back to each other then we will. I just want you happy and not dealing with anything bad.” His hand went through his hair and then he took her hand. “You know I love you, right?”

Mercy

Mercedes turned to him. "If I am not allowed to say anything else about her then I have to say this. It doesn't matter if she was aggressive, it doesn't matter if its what she wanted. You and I, we had something special. I knew if from the moment you kissed me. It wasn't because you saved my life, or because you were my best friend. It was because you were you. And when I asked you to marry me you said no. And it hurt but I stayed in your life because I got it. But when you came over to my house, and told me you and her were going to be together. That hurt me more than anything ever could. It didn't matter if I was falling for Jack or said we couldn't be anything. It meant you were willing to risk it all to be with her. But not me. Your side is your side but thats all i see when I think about it." She wiped her eyes. "I really do like Jackson, and I am glad that I took the time to get to know him, and that I am marrying someone like him. But I know marrying him means I have to let go of all the past hurt and everything." He took her hand and she nodded. "I know."

Matt

This talk wasn’t going at all as planned and Matt looked at their hands and a few tears actually worked their way down his cheeks. It was a fight he knew he’d have to put behind him. If he wanted to make things work with Bri and for Mercedes to have true happiness then what they had. What they shared. It was just a memory. Something they couldn’t have again. He moved and placed his arms around her, hugging her in a way he knew he wouldn’t be able to after today. “This isn’t what I came to talk about but I know I’m going to miss this part of us. The part that is filled with all the love I have for you.”

Mercy

She laid on his shoulder and sighed. "I am gonna miss you too. So much. I just had to get that out Matt. Truthfully and in my heart I know you never wanted to hurt me, that you loved me, love me more. But it was weighing on me and now I can forgive it, forgive it and let go. But you have to forgive yourself too. We all make choices and its easy to hold on to the pain, because we feel we deserve it. You don't deserve the pain. You were good to me while we were together, so amazing. And despite how I felt about her and her actions I know El truly loved you. Let go of the pain you have from what happened with us and what happened with you and her. Let go so you can be happy okay?"

Matt

His hand went to her cheek and Matt’s lips met her forehead. He pressed a firm kiss there and brought his lips to hers and gave her the lightest of kisses. “I will.” His forehead pressed against hers and sighed. “Jesus. I wasn’t planning on coming over and crying but I know this is something we needed.” His hand remained on her cheek and Matt looked at her. At the love of his life. “I want you to have the best future, Mercedes. I want it filled with so much laughter and promise. That you’ll have that future from that dream you told me about.”

Mercy

Mercedes laughed. Matt kissed her softly and she smiled at him. "Crying is good for the soul. You are my best friend Matty and I think in order for us to move on from the past then we need to be honest and I am glad that we are being honest with each other. Glad we are on the same page about that." She sighed. "I want you to have the best future too Matt. All those things you wish for me I wish the same for you."

Matt

“We’re just going to keep going and going with what we want each other to have.” He brushed her cheek and longed to kiss her again, but he couldn’t. Once was already crossing a line. “Okay.” He moved back but still held her hand. “You know how much my grandmother adored you. How you would hang out. She’d cook and talk to you in the kitchen and always make sure you were invited to everything ala Davidson?”

Mercy

Mercedes nodded. "I think you and Bri, I think you guy are well on your way." She wiped her eyes and listened to him, she loved his grandmother, the woman always made her feel like family. "Yeah I remember."

Matt

He and Bri could have something great, but he knew a lot of that was being held back due to him and with what happened months ago with the whole Ellie situation. Bri rarely brought it up but it had to have made her think he was incapable of getting his shit together. Then again, that could all be in his head. "When she passed away we each got some things of hers. And there was something she wanted you to have, but only on your wedding day. She-" he paused and closed his eyes as he looked away and said, "she thought you and I were going to get married. She'd talk about you like you were my wife." he laughed and pushed his hand into his pocket. He removed a necklace with a sapphire stone. "It was one of the only pieces of jewelry she owned before my family had money. I updated the chain but the stone is all hers." He brought it out and showed it to her. "I know it'll mean a lot to he if you wore this tomorrow. If you make this your something blue."

Mercy

Mercedes was surprised that his grandmother left her something but she shouldn't have been. Seeing the necklace brought tears to her eyes all over again. "Oh my Gosh.." She took the necklace in her hand. "I always told her it looked like the necklace from the titanic...and she always said that Rose was a self fool and there was enough room for Jack on the boat. Every time." she laughed. "Matt I cant take this. It belongs in your family. She thought you would give it to your wife. Bri should have it."

Matt

He shook his head and moved so he could put it on her. "She said you. Mercedes. You and she were close and she loved you." He wasn't going to take it back, not when it always belonged to her. "If only there's a way she can see this but I have a feeling she knows." he said after he managed to get the clasp and moved around to see it on her. "I can only imagine how that will look with your dress. It'll probably be eaten by your cleavage. Lets be real."

Mercy

Matt put the necklace on her neck and she looked down looking at it. "Its so beautiful." She wiped her eyes. "She was the best. I missed her everyday." She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Had to ruin it didn't you? Couldn't just let me enjoy this moment?"

Matt

"Wouldn't want it any other way," he said with a smirk. "But I'm glad I was able to get that to you tonight. It's kind of why I wanted to know if you'd be with Jack or not. It'd be weird for me to show up and give you a necklace in front of him."

Mercy

Mercedes sighed. "Yeah, you just missed him though." she said with a smile. "We skyped for a bit before bed." She reached down for the necklace. "This is incredible though. You are so much like her you know that?"

Matt

"I heard she was an absolute horn dog in her day, so yeah. I can see the resemblance." That wasn't true and Mercedes knew it. Matt picked Mr. Snuggles back up and hugged him to his chest. "I'm going to miss these late nights with you. Our talks. The sleepovers. How we'd watch the dumbest movies imaginable and mute them to come up with our own dialogue." He looked down at the zebra and pressed his chin atop his head. "I'd say we're growing up way too fast but I'm thirty and you're an age that's not thirty. I know better than to tell a woman's age."

Mercy

Mercedes laughed hitting his shoulder softly. "She was not and she made me hit you." Mercedes watched him for a moment. "Look how about once a month we have a sleep over. Like we used too. We can even invite Bri and Jack and it will be like us hanging out 2.0?"

Matt

"An adult sleepover? Sounds like the start to some of the porns I watch." he teased and nodded. "But yeah. If it's something we can do I'm down. I know Bri wouldn't mind it. Still not sure how Jack feels when it comes to me but I hope he comes around at some point and doesn't think I'm trying to come between you."

Mercy

Mercedes laughed. "It should be fun, at least I think it will and Jack will come around once we are married and he sees you with Bri, when I saw you guys on Monday it was clear you have fun together. He will see that too."

Matt

"I think she's going to start wearing her cold cream ala Mrs Doubtfire. You know, with actual cake frosting." Matt said, laughing. "But yeah. I hope that's what happens. You're too big a part in my life and I can't lose you. I think I might lose my mind if we stop talking." Matt moved Mr. Snuggles away from his chest and he booped her against Mercedes' nose. "Alright. I know you need to get some sleep and I should head back to my room."

Mercy

"Okay thats cute." She laughed. "Matt you will never lose me we are a packaged deal. Its just weird for him because of you and me and you and El but he will be okay. I think we all will." She laughed at the boop and stood. "Thank you for the talk and for this.."

Matt

"Yeah," he said as he got to his feet and started the walk towards the door. "Good thing you were still up." He reached the door and went to turn the knob but stopped. His tongue went between his teeth and he thought to say something. To tell her to give him a sign if she needed him to stop the wedding. Some sort of way out of the whole thing but what way could there be? They were trapped in these arrangements. He turned around and looked at her. A soft smile spread across his lips and he reached to take hold of her wrist and tugged her to his body again. Matt wrapped her into another hug and he pressed his face into her neck, breathing her in and feeling her warmth against his own. It would be so easy to just undo her robe and kiss her the way he used to but he knew better. He couldn't do that to her. "I love you."

Mercy

Mercedes sighed and looked over to him as he left, and when he pulled her over to him she hugged him tightly. "I love you too Matty." She held him for another moment, knowing they both needed the hug. "I will see you tomorrow. And thank you, thank you for being her for me." She pulled away from him and smiled. Good night Matt."

Matt

His fingers went through her hair and he brought them down to her chin, giving it a little playful squeeze before smiling, “Good night, Mrs. Pierce. The next time we talk you’ll be a married woman.” He turned around and walked out. As soon as he was a good distance away Matt pressed his back against the wall and let out a shuddering breath. A cry he’d been holding in after he said her new last name slipped out and he silently wept, eventually dragging his forearm across his eyes and collecting himself. He had no fucking idea how he’ll make it through that wedding tomorrow but he’ll do it.

He’ll do it for her.

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