One And Only~ Maylor [Wattys 2019]

Ch. 12: Falling

A/N: Hey guys sorry to be offtrack with all the Maylor stuff. I promise I'll get more on track now. You're awaiting the unpredictable now.

1973

Brian's P.O.V.

"Ok darlings let's give that another try!" Freddie commanded. We were recording our first album, thanks to Freddie selling our van. We thought he was crazy at first, and we still do! He usually tends to be quite pushy and stubborn, but at least we have better chances now. I really like his personality, it is so unique and outrageous.

We all grabbed our instruments and headed back to our places. The song we were recording was "Seven Seas of Rhye", possibly the best song in the album.Even though it's pretty short and all, it has consumed our time.

As we were getting ready, I heard a loud THOMP! Like someone falling or trippig. I turned and saw Roger on the floor. Apparently, he fell on top of his drumkit.

"Are you okay?!" I asked, worriedly, helping him up. Fortunately, there wasn't any damage.

He was dreamingly staring at me with those ocean eyes. It made my heart beat quicker. We looked at each other for a few minutes, until I broke the silence.

"Rog? ROG."

"Y-yeah?"

"I asked if you were okay?"

"Yes, I am. knee sort of hurts, that's all."

"I almost had a sheer heart attack when I heard you falling."

***

Roger's P.O.V.

"I almost had a sheer heart attack when I heard you falling," Bri soothed. Oh, he is so kind, it's so cute.

"I'm fine Bri, don't worry about me," I responded.

"Rog, you know I'll always help you." I began beaming like an idiot and felt a hot blush across my face.

"Thank you hon- I mean Bri." Crap! What are yo saying Roger?!?!

"That's what friends do."

"We should get this mess before Freddie comes in." Brian and I began setting the drumkit again. It took us a while. In those few minutes, we glanced at each other, smiling and blushing. It felt really good.

Meanwhile...

"Aren't they so fucking cute?" Freddie asked John.

"Indeed they are. In my opinion, they would be a cute couple. And SHOULD be a couple," John answered.

"Of course! Ever since I joined, I always thought they were boyfriends! There was something there, a connection."

As Brian and I were organizing the drums, I heard some chatter from the back. It was Freddie and John.

"Finally done!" Brian said, in relieve, "Ok guys, I think we are ready to record!"

"You took an eternity there y'know," Fred said, "What were you two doing?" He had an evil smirk. There was an awkward blush in Brian and I's faces. We weren't doing anything romantic!

"N-nothing! We were just setting Rog's drums!" Brian stammered.

"You're good at lying Bri," John said, with an evil smirk.

"I swear! He's not lying!" I rebuked. Freddie just rolled his eyes and headed towards the cabin, with John.

"Okay whatever. We need to record Roger's falsetto now!"

Brian headed towards the cabin as well, giving me a reassuring look. I smiled back and then looked at Freddie, who was ready to record.

"Okay, take one on Roger's falsetto."

***

"NO! NO! NO!! ROGER THIS IS LIKE THE BILLIONTH TIME YOU MISS A BEAT!"

"I-I'm sorry."

"Whatever. You can't miss this time. You NEED to focus. Take 23." The only thing that my mind could focus on now was Brian, and I had no idea why. But this time, I needed to focus on the song.

You are mine I possess you I belong to you forever...

aHHHH-AHHHH

After probably 10 billion attempts, I finally hit the note and went in on time.

"Magnificent! I knew you could focus Rog!"Freddie exclaimed through the microphone.

"You did an amazing job Roggie, I'm impressed," Brian complimented. Oh my god, did he just call me Roggie? I-

"Thanks Bri." I felt another hot blush spread across my face, and I think Freddie and John noticed, because they were eyeing me. Brian was too focused getting his guitar, the Red Special.

We all went out of the studio into the streets. It was already late. There were still cars and beacons and lights, but it was certain that it was late because we yawned a lot and looked wasted.

"It was a good day of recording darlings," Freddie said, "Anyway, I should be going. My poor kitties must be pleading for their daddy to come home. Good job, and bye!" He left and stopped a cab.

"I must be going to guys," John declared. Brian and I were the only ones left.

"So what do you want to do Rog?" Brian asked.

"I don't know. Maybe we should just walk home."

"Let's go then." We began walking the luminous streets, our eyes wandering around. The soft wind was blowing Brian's curly hair, and messing my blonde mess.

"The place is so quite right?" Bri asked, looking at me.

"It is. I really like it when it's like this. It calms you down."

"It sure does. I'm not very used to loud noises, so whenever the streets are quite, it feels like heaven."

I just wish it could be heaven when I'm with you.

After walking a couple of blocks together, we got to my place. I still couldn't believe I was in dental school. It really bores me, and a lot. But I don't know if I should quit yet. Brian said goodbye and began heading back to his place. I walked up the stairs andwent into my dorm. It looked quite empty, even though Charlie still lived with me. He was reading a book.

"Got back from your date homo?" Charlie asked. Ugh, how I fucking hate him.

"Shut up." He just rolled his eyes and went back to his reading.

I throwed myself to bed and looked up to the ceiling, with a hundred thoughts in mind.

But there was one thought that was obfuscating my thoughts.

Brian.

I'm starting to fall for him, and very deeply.

He is just an amazing person, always kind to people, intelligent, artistic, innovative. But he was also gorgeous. Those bright, hazel eyes were just, beautiful, seducing, deep. His assive, brown curls were fluffy as clouds, even though that makes him look like a poodle, a cute poodle.

What can I say about those lips. They are a perfect pink tone, with a unique shape. They resemble a lot with that bright, beautiful smile of his.

He is just perfect.

Of course, this makes me question my entire life. I don't know now if I stil like girls, or if I even liked girls. But I only feel this way when I'm with him, not with any other man, just him.

And, I definitely don't stand a chance with him. We are like brothers! Inseparable! How could he consider me as something more than friends? I'm just a fucking mess! I don't deserve the care Brian gives me. I don't deserve all the compliments. Or John's kindness and Freddie's personaility or conversations. Because I'm selfish, bad.

Unworthy.

I looked at the time, and realized it was pretty late. Tonight, I knew I wouldn't sleep at all, because the only thought that would obfuscate my mind was going to be Brian.