I dramatically elbow dropped my suitcase in an attempt to close the lid. I groaned as fabrics still spilled out from inside my largest case. Preparation for the tour had proved stressful. I had been locked in my sewing room 24/7 for the last night, I hadn't seen Roger. Well I hadn't allowed him to see me, I was in such a state about getting everything done. I didn't need him to distract me or see me in a state for that matter. However despite everything I was living my dream, I was going to America! With a totally awesome band as their fashion designer. I had my own room and a very generous budget to work with. On top of everything I had the perfect boyfriend, Roger Meddows Taylor. The boy everyone thought would never settle, infamous for being the bands slut. Yet he had settled, and he had settled for me. A small part of me always worried he would find someone new, someone prettier, funnier or nicer. That he would leave me and break my heart. My thoughts were interrupted as a shoe pinged out of the bag and smacked me square in the face. I stumbled into the kitchen clutching my cheek and wincing. It was a beautiful day, sun shone over the buzzing city. I twirled happily in my playful outfit, A long pink sundress with a slightly scooping neckline. All the pain melted away as I gazed fondly over my beloved city. One I was leaving now for three months, three moths in an unknown country, the thought scared me admittedly. But it also meant three months of Joy and adventure I would never forget.
The doorbell rang and as I heavily opened it there stood both Bri and Rog. They both had huge smiles painted on their faces, I grinned back engulfing them into a huge hug.
"You are early" I smiled welcoming them in "A nice change"
"We are only ever late because of you" Roger said softly pecking me on the lips
"You came at the right time though, I'm just making breakfast. I take it you guys want some?"
"Desperately, Roger managed to burn 8 slices of toast consecutively this morning" Brian groaned exasperated
"It was the stupid toaster" Roger pouted folding his arms like a toddler and making me laugh. I quickly rummaged through the drawers of my kitchen, pulling out various pots and pans. I threw on bacon and sausages, forcing Roger to butter toast for me. I also rapidly made some scrambled eggs and whipped together a fluffy pancake batter before beginning to pour it gently into the sizzling pan. The warm smell filled the air in the apartment as I placed the large amounts of food on the table in front of Brian and Roger
"Jesus Evie, there is enough here to feed the 5000"
"Don't be fooled by her pretty exterior. Evie can eat for England" Roger winked at me "But I have to say she has other skills too, particularly in the bedroom"
"Roger please, we are at the table!" Brian groaned
"Sorry Dad"
"Roger DO NOT call me Dad" Brian said looking at him sternly
"Okay sorry, DADDY!" Roger yelled loudly. I laughed as I watched Brian grow more annoyed at the boy. Brian simply took one of his long arms and slapped Roger cleanly over the back of the head. Roger yelped as I rolled around with laughter. Both the boys pilled their plates high with food and stacks of pancakes. Both of them dove in to their food shovelling large amounts in to their mouth, they paused both releasing a moan of satisfied groan.
"Evie, these are incredible. You will need to cook these on tour"
Roger rolled his eyes in bliss
"Oh god I didn't think it was possible for you to be more attractive" he paused shovelling more pancakes in to his mouth.
"But you have just outdone yourself" Both of them ate ravenously shoving more and more food into their mouths between long swigs of tea. After a short while both of them lay back clutching their stomach's and groaning.
"Oh god, I ate too much" Brian groaned "But, I loved it"
"I'll make sure you guys have pancakes on tour" I smiled
"I'd rather eat something else" Roger winked at me
"ROGER NOT AT THE TABLE" Bri shouted temporarily coming out of his food coma
I scowled at Roger grinning mischievously quickly making a hasty attempt to change the subject "So how is preparation for tour going?"
"We have all been working really hard, everyone has been writing. Even Rog"
"Rog? YOU have been writing songs? Why haven't I heard any?"
"I-I-I don't know. None of mine are ready yet" he said looking at the ground agitated and awkward. That was the first time I had ever heard Roger stumble over his words. He usually spoke with utmost confidence. Even Brian noticed, he shot me a confused look to which I simply shrugged my shoulders. Roger was always so sure of himself, it confused me about why his song writing was the thing that made him nervous.
"They won't be released until after the tour anyway. We have plenty of time to work on them" Brian said patting Roger sympathetically on the back. Roger looked at him with a soft thankful smile.
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"Rog before we leave I have something to show you" his eyes darkened in lust as I quickly laughed him off
"This better be quick Evie. Brian will be back soon. We all know how he feels about keeping it in the bedroom" Roger smirked. I sashed away from him as he licked his lips. Quickly rummaging through my exploding case I found what I was looking for
"Close your eyes" I yelled from the bedroom. I peeked my head out the door to see Roger covering his eyes softly with his huge hands. I playfully sat on his knee his hands immediately coming up to rest softly near my ass. His eyes were still squeezed tightly shut
"Bloody hell Evie. Can I open my eyes?" Roger grumbled in frustration
"Oh what? sorry, yeah" his eyes shot open "ta da"
In the light I held up the beautiful white leather jacket I had sewn. It has tassels softly swaying as it sparkled with the playful diamonds. About four emotions crossed Roger's face, disappointment, confusion, wonder and adoration. He took the jacket running his hands over it gently. As if he couldn't believe what he was holding.
"Evie, it's wonderful" he pulled me further up his lap and kissed me softly his lips playing with mine in the warm light if his apartment. We kissed for a while drifting in and out of ravenous hungry passionate kisses where Roger's hands were firmly squeezing my ass. We broke a part both of us panting slightly
"Bedroom?" He picked me up roughly, trailing kisses down my neck.
"Yes please
Roger's eyes darkened in response "Since you asked so nicely this is gonna be fun" he said in a raspy tone racing me in to the bedroom.
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We both lay entangled in each other, slightly sweaty and out of breath.
"Oh my god" Roger said breathlessly "Sorry I broke the promise about not shagging you. Guess you are just gonna have to get used to being sore"
"I forgive you" I smiled back at him sighing in bliss "So I take it you liked the jacket?" I said running my fingers softly along his chest. Roger opened his mouth to speak just as the door burst open. There stood Brian, his hair bouncing with anger
"I LEFT YOU ALONE FOR HALF AN HOUR. HALF AN HOUR, THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS" he slammed the door behind him as Rog and I happily lay giggling letting Bri calm down. After a while we both tiptoed out, and caught a glimpse of an angry Brian sitting stewing on the sofa
"Hey Buddy, You okay?" Roger cooed patronisingly at Brian
"I'm not angry, I am just disappointed" he paused thinking if he should continue the argument then said "However, we need to leave. So lets go" He haughtily picked up a case and stormed out to the car waiting to take us to the airport. I laughed and looked at Roger who was smirking happily at me.
"What?" I asked questioning his smirk
"In there, that was some of best work you know" He winked at me "You were very....flexible" I scoffed picking up one of my heavy bags. I threw it at Roger
"Shut up and carry my bag Meddows" I smiled sweetly skipping away from him.
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We trundled up to the airport slowly. The bags clunking heavily in the back of the car we. Roger squeezed my hand nervously. I knew he was nervous, I could tell from the he nibbled his lip and bounced his leg constantly. I squeezed his hand back reassuringly, smiling softly and running my hand through his hair. Music fuzzed crackling in the silence of the car journey.
I broke the silence "This is going to be fantastic" Brian, John and Roger all turned their heads to look at me
"I mean it, you guys are going to be great" I smiled happily cuddling into Roger's arm. The airport lured in front of us, the bright and industrial building depicting hope and dreams. I saw a dark head of hair next to a smooth blonde one, they stood entangled in each other passionately kissing. They broke apart as they heard footsteps coming toward them. Mary smiled sadly at us, glinting tears running smoothly down her face. Freddie's hand smoothly swept across her cheek and wiped them away, he looked broken his eyes were red and puffy. His face flooded with a look of sadness
"I am going to miss you so much darling, I promise to call you everyday. I love you" He smiled softly at her
"I love you Freddie" Mary managed to choke out
"Ready Freddie?" Roger questioned. Freddie threw his shoulders back, a deep breath ripping through his broad chest.
"Let's do this" He smiled