The backstage crew were running about crazily. This time the band was in a different and even bigger venue. I was desperately trying to hem a pair of John's trousers before he went on stage. Roger was proving to be quite the distraction and he knew it. He was standing across the room looking directly at me. He unbuttoned his shirt painfully slowly, before letting the flimsy object drop to the ground. He then proceeded to take an adequate amount of time to parade around, flexing his abs and smirking cockily. He then picked up the jacket I had sewn, running his fingers over the smooth fabric. He then slipped a tight, crisp white shirt on over his muscular arms and began to button it up incredibly slowly. smirking at me he did up the final button.
"OW SHIT!" I yelled
"Oh god, oh no. Evie are you okay? I ca-"
"I am fine John, honestly. Just caught myself with the needle. I was a little... uh distracted" I quickly finished the hem of his trousers and rushed back to my sewing box. Trying to keep thoughts of Roger from clouding my head. I was preoccupied rolling a small ribbon round a reel into a tight bound when a pair of arms wrapped around me drawing small circles on my hips. I could feel his warm breath fanning on the back of my neck. He smirked behind me, guiding my hips so I would turn around and meet him. He untied the messy bun that sat on the top of my head, my hair cascaded down my back tumbling in untidy waves his fingers ran gracefully through my hair. Tucking a piece lovingly behind my ear and kissing me softly on the tip of my nose. He kept kissing me moving down my cheek, planting a small trailing butterfly kisses. He paused before my lips, our lips brushed over one another's gently. I smiled, my lips curving upward. I closed my eyes as Roger pressed his lips on mine. Our lips melted together in a lustful passion, his tongue ran over my bottom lip as I opened my mouth allowing his tongue to enter my mouth and fight with mine. We played, both of us fighting for dominance, until I finally caved and let Roger win. His hands were curving around my ass and squeezing it roughly. I felt self conscious in the public display of the the lustful kiss. My skin burned hot under his touch, I knew that would only encourage Rog. We were entangled in each other for several minutes until we heard a loud deliberate cough from behind us. We turned to see an amused John and disappointed looking Brian standing side by side with their arms identically folded. Roger and I broke apart awkwardly standing shoulder to shoulder.
"So eh, John. Bri. You guys both look great. Evie did a really fantastic job don't you think?" Roger babbled trying to fill the awkward silence
"Apparently that's not the only thing she is fantastic at" John smiled a mixture of amusement and menacing crossing his face. Winking at Roger in the process. The penny dropped and I realised what he was talking about. He meant the bedroom. I looked over at Roger who was in the mirror pretending to be busy fixing his hair
"Oh Roger, fuck off. You didn't, did you?!" I said exasperated, his head whipped round as I watched him rapidly try to backtrack the situation
"When you are that good at something people have the right to know. Plus you are the first girl the band has actually properly liked, so I get bragging rights" he said haughtily folding his arms and making me raise my eyebrows.
"I HEARD YOU WERE VERY FLEXIBLE EVELYN" Freddie yelled making the situation worse before bolting out the room and down the hall
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU FREDDIE" Roger yelled running out the door after him
"I'LL THROW AWAY YOUR MARACAS" Freddie retorted laughing menacingly
"NOT IF I KILL YOU BOTH FIRST" I yelled speeding down the hall way after them, before crashing into them both and landing in a messy pile on the floor. I rubbed my back I had landed mostly on top of Freddie and Roger, but it had still hurt. We all groaned in unison sitting up and rubbing where it hurt. We turned once again to see the fatherly figure of Brian looming above us with his arms still folded.
"You lot are idiots" he said a smile forming on his lips as he gave us all a hand up.
"Let's get to the crowd, they await our arrival" Freddie floated over to the side of the stage. We all followed suit as I had decided to watch from the wings tonight. Meaning I could help if any wardrobe malfunctions took place. Roger held my hand as we walked together, he leaned down and kissed me softly before saying
"You are really amazing" winking at me and then jumping on to the stage in front of yet another roaring crowd.
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The boys were incredible, over the last few months I had been with Roger I had watched them preform a countless umber of times. But I still couldn't help being captivated every time they played. They were truly sensational, it was an experience I was so glad I had. I had my dream job working as a fashion designer. It was amazing. The band rushed of the stage sweaty and smiling as they finished the first half of their show. Luckily as the bands following had gotten bigger I had been given an assistant. Her name was Christine and she was lovely, though I suspected she maybe had a thing for Brian.
"Hey Chris, the boys have a quick change can you give Brian a hand?" I said winking playfully at her and making her blush "I'll take care of Rog and Fred"
I quickly ran to the stacks of costumes the boys had and rummaged through the rail pulling out their outfits for the second half. Roger was in a tight pair of jeans and a soft cashmere shawl that would sparkle in the lights. Freddie was in one of his signature skin tight leotards that were a complete nightmare for me to make, although they did look incredible paired with the matching ballet slippers. The boys ran in behind us all of them quickly disregarding their previous costumes and getting ready to throw on the next outfit I had lined up. Roger quickly ran over to me in just his underwear, not a sight I could complain about. I looked him up and down. He saw me and grabbed the sides of my face, pulling me in close for a kiss. I placed my hands on his shoulders pushing him back. his mouth was open in desperate disbelief.
"You'll regret that" he raised his eyebrows
"Not if I have anything to do with it" I smiled back at him and handed him his pair of jeans to slip on. Then helping him put on his shawl, noticing my chain still hung, glinting around his neck. I yanked at it, shocking him enough to widen his eyes. I raised my eyebrows cockily, my skin burning at my confidence and sauntered off to help Freddie who was frenzied looking for his leotard, I helped him the best I could to get in to it. It was skin tight and quite the squeeze.
"3 minutes boys" A member of the stage crew yelled into the crowded room. I snapped the last piece of elasticated fabric over Freddie's shoulder and looked across the room to see John struggling to fix his shirt that buttoned up at the back. Meanwhile Christine was giggling and twirling her hair playfully around her little finger as Brian said something to her. I watched Roger's gaze follow mine, a menacing smirk washed over him.
"Oi! Bri! Stop flirting and give Deaky a hand" Roger laughed watching Brian blush profusely and rush to help Deaky desperately trying to hide his face behind his mop of curls. I slapped his shoulder, pulling an apologetic face at Chris.
"Time to go" the same stage hand shouted in. Roger squeezed my hand and kissed me kindly on the cheek before leaving. Just as I was about to follow him to watch the second half of the show Freddie grabbed me and hauled me back inside. He looked around anxiously to check no one was watching us and then spoke in a rushed and hushed tone.
"Hey Evie, not quite sure what it is but I believe Roger has something special planned tonight. Just make sure sure you look extra delicious my love" he winked and strutted from the room. Leaving me swamped in a new series of thoughts
Oh shit
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I quickly ran from the room and reached the car outside. I luckily had a bag that was filled with various costumes along with a few of my own outfits. I raced through the bag, fabric flying everywhere. I knew what Roger liked at this point, I knew what he wanted to see me in. But hadn't... yet. I pulled out a dress, it was black and skin tight with a dangerously low neckline. A matching set of killer heels poked out from beneath the pile of mismatched fabric. I pulled them out as well, slipping them on to my dainty feet. I next rummaged through my makeup bag. I drew a clean and well practiced cat eye, before accentuating my eyes with eyeliner and mascara. So they became piercing in the pale dusk. My hair was in soft waves down my back, I grabbed a nearby clasp and quickly clipped it up. In to a messy, but elegant bundle. I checked the silver wrist watch, the show was nearly over. I quickly reapplied my lipstick and headed back in to the concert hall. I got back in just in time to hear a final crash of the cymbals and Freddie shout
"WE LOVE YOU, GOODNIGHT"
I slipped backstage, and heard the voices of the band down the hall. I stood awaiting Roger to turn the corner and see me. I could hear them bickering playfully over some stupid thing. Footsteps got closer and they all stopped dead as soon as they saw me. Roger's mouth dropped open and Freddie, John and Brian all gave nods of approval and respect. They walked on past and Freddie whispered "I didn't mean kill the man. You look amazing love"
They strolled out of sight and in to the dressing room. Roger still stood at the opposite end of the hall, his mouth hanging open in disbelief.
"Wha- ho- O-" he couldn't quite get the words out
"Something wrong Rog" I laughed cockily. he moved closer to me, smirking at my attitude. He grabbed me me swooping me close up to his bare chest. My hands crawled up to wrap around his neck, I pulled his necklace again. I kissed his neck, nipping and biting as a bright purple bruise began to flower. It was messy and coated with my dark lipstick, I smiled happily.
"You did this deliberately Evelyn Lily" he paused looking me up and down slowly.
"Come with me, I have something to show you" he took my hand gently and lead me outside of the concert hall to the crowded carpark. We walked around to the back where it was quieter and more secluded area. He walked over to a bottle green van that was parked alone and clicked the keys to open it. He pulled something out of his pocket.
"Evie. You are going to need to trust me" i lifted my gaze to the beautiful man that stood before me. I smiled cockily.
"You want the control back huh?" he pulled a blindfold from his pocket.
"Shut up Evie" and placed it gently over my eyes before guiding me in to one of the van seats and fastening my seat belt for me. I giggled as his hand lingered on my thigh teasingly before he slammed the door shut and climbed in to the other side and revved the ignition. The car shuddered to start and we drove, I could feel we were going uphill. It only took about 10 minutes until we stopped again, we sat in comfortable silence. Roger held my hand most of the way apart from when a change in gear was necessary. As we came to halt I heard Roger get out and rummage about with a few things in the back before opening my door, unfastening my seatbelt and taking my hand.
"Okay Evie, this is for you" he gently undid my blindfold and my mouth fell open. In front of me I saw the back of the van. It was decorated with twinkling lights and a checked picnic blanket lay on the floor in the back. Soft plush cushions were scattered about and in the centre a beautiful picnic was laid out. My heart melted as Roger scratched the back of his neck in anticipation. He looked at me
"I mean, if you don't like it we can go somewhere else. It's not a problem honestly. I jus-" I cut him off by pressing my lips against his. My cockiness slipped away as my stomach did involuntary backflips.
"It's perfect Rog. Perfect" I smiled as we broke apart. He stared deep in to my eyes, I couldn't quite put my finger on what emotion lingered in them. It was lustful, but it was something more. He took my hand and helped me up in to the back of the Van where we sat cross legged. He poured a glass of wine for me and took out a bottle of water for himself.
"Not drinking?" I questioned
"Not when I have to drive you somewhere" He smiled back raising his bottle. My heart flipped and my stomach was full of butterflies. I looked up again to catch him staring at me
"Evie. You are honestly the most beautiful girl, I have ever seen" He said with utter sincerity. My heart fluttered again
"Roger Taylor you are honestly the most beautiful man I've ever seen" I smiled back
We sat and had a delicious picnic, that I found out was mostly prepared by Brian and Christine. He told me all about the tour and their plans for the next albums. He told me he had been writing more and more songs. He also mentioned something about the boys getting a tour manager as their popularity was growing rapidly.
"and best of all, we are getting a new trailer so I only have to share with Brain now. I believe you have the option to share with the new tour manager because you are technically working for us. But you are more than welcome in my bed any day" he winked making me roll my eyes at his cocky stupidity. He pulled a blanket out from the depths of the van and lay it on the ground. We lay down and looked over the busting city below us. We were perched on a secluded spot on top of a hill. It was a clear night and a million stars twinkled in the midnight blue sky. He wrapped his arm around me providing a much needed warmth. I cuddled in to his chest and let out a happy sigh. We lay there blissfully, Roger running his fingers gently through my now loose hair. He was strangely silent, his knee bouncing involuntarily. Something I had learned he did when nervous.
"Are you okay Rog?" I asked worriedly
"Yeah, me yeah. I'm fine, I just nee to tell you something" he held m hands just a little too tightly. He looked at me fear lying deep in his shining blue eyes. he held my hands and looked in to my eyes.
"Okay I am just going to say it" He breathed deeply and nervously "I love you Evelyn Lily"
My eyes widened in shock and I dropped my hands from his. My heart was beating a million miles an hour, I breathed deeply again and exhaled running my hands through my hair. Could I trust him? would he hurt me? what did this mean?
"Evie. Shit. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. "Fuck, I have messed it all up" He said running his fingers through his hair. I spoke hastily.
"I love you" I paused nodding "I love you Roger" I kissed him quickly on the lips grabbing his face in my hands. He took my face in his hands looking lovingly in to my eyes.
"I'm sorry I hesitated Rog" I paused again taking his hands "It was just that Paul, he was the only other man I have ever said 'I love you' to" Roger cupped my face caringly in his hands
"I love you, that's all that matters" He paused looking at the ground, a soft blush dusting his cheeks "You are the only girl I have ever said 'I love you' to. Things are different with you, you aren't like the other girls. This is special, it's real, it's love" He smiled pulling me on to his lap and wrapping his hands securely round my waist.
"so now do you fancy making love to me?"
"You are so annoying" I smiled, before climbing on to his lap and started gently grinding against him, feeling him quickly harden beneath me. He was smirking at me sexily, I sped up feeling him harden in response. He let out a soft moan with he grabbed me by the hips and flipped me over to land on one of the soft pillows. He growled above me.
"no, no no. I am in charge" i smirked and his eyes widened "better behave for me Rog"
I crawled out from under him, pushing him flat on to his back. his eyes were still wide with shock as i loosened the buckle on his belt painfully slowly. relishing every second of his squirming.
"You were really trying to do something to me tonight, in that dress" he said breathlessly trying to planting messy kisses wherever he could.
"You are lucky this is a classy van Meddows" I smirked back "Now shut up"
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It had been magical, everything about it. We were now lying together in the back of the Van, a soft fur rug wrapped around us. Roger trailed his fingers over the purple marks I had left on his chest. Smirking and admiring my handiwork. I looked at the gorgeous boy next to me, his ruffled blonde hair shone in the pale moonlight. His long thick eyelashes blinked back at me as his bright blue eyes glinted playfully
"I love you Roger Taylor"
"I love you Evelyn Lily
Hey lovies, I know the fanfic has been all cutesy and loving. But drama shall be coming soon, strap in cause hopefully this is gonna be one hell of a crazy journey. Love you all. Leave a vote and comment if you'd like. E xx