Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Everything was in a state of complete and utter chaos. At some point Brian  had decided the follow up love aid meeting was being held at our house. The day before the actual event. Roger had been rehearsing so hard I was not getting much of a chance to see him, all of our time was spent... in bed.

"We are going to be fine. Fucking relax Brian" Freddie said with a flick of his wrist as he lit up another cigarette "Christine, darling. Why can he not be more like you?"

"I dunno Fred. I've tried" Chris teased, her long hair rippling beautifully as she laughed making Brian's lips turn up a little.

"Calm down sluts. It'll be fine" John said plainly from the corner, exhaling a thick smoke cloud.

"Yeah you'll be amazing" I smiled squeezing Roger's bicep. He smirked down at me and gave my bum a quick pinch causing me to yelp in suprise

"Fuck sake you are sickening" she smiled at us earning a large grin from Roger and I. Rog squeezed my hand before speaking

"We better head to rehersal guys. You know how mas Bob was the last time"

"I am not dealing with that dramatic bitch again" Freddie said dismissively

"Freddie!"

"Oh when it's coming from ANOTHER dramatic bitch, it doesn't count" he smirked as the boys all stood up to leave for one final rehersal.

"Good grief, what did we marry in to?" Holly sighed as two sets of gorgeous rings twinkle on her fingers and now Chris'

"Little Evelyn isn't quite married in yet" Chris teased

"But with the way Roger looks at her, I doubt it'll be long"

"Oh shut up Chris" I smiled at the ground. Maybe getting married wouldn't be so bad.

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Last night Roger and I had some Indian food. It smelt shit but I ate it anyway because I was starving. I was filled with regret now, as I threw up violently in the en suite adjoining our bedroom.   I never get sick. I think its because my mum used to let me eat worms, strenthened my immune system. The phone rang loudly, the large bathroom ringing sound bounced off of every conceviable surface. I crawled to the phone and slid down the floor as I answered it

"Hello?"I whimpered

"DARLING!" Freddie  yelled dowwn the reciever

"Hey Fred, you okay?"

"Other than my vocals chords being little bitches, I'm fabulous. You on the other hand, you sound a bit...shit. If I'm being honest"

"Yeah, I'm not feeling too great. I've been throwing up all morning. I think Rog and I had a dodgy indian last night"

"OH NO THAT IS JUST AWFUL EVELYN!" I heard some rustling and commotion on the other end of the phone quickly following Freddie's comment. Occasionally hearing "whats wrong?" and "well, is she okay?" until the reciever was snatched rather loudly, presumably from Freddie's grasp.

"Lily Pad?" is everything okay I could almost see Roger frowning on the other end . His eyebrows knitted together, his scowl was very cute.

"Yeah, I'm fine Rog"I paused "I've just been throwing up this morning, that's all" However as I was  saying it my head was suddenly clearing

"I actually feel a lot better now, Frddie's reaction was a little dramatic"

"It always is" Roger laughed sweetly

"I actually have to head to the store soon. I promised V i would help her out today"

"Evelyn Lily?" he gasped "stocking shelves? that isnt very fashion designery. Plus isnt your boyfriend like a rock star or something?" he smirked down the phone

"Stop smirking" I  laughed

"I am NO-"

"you are, I can practically feel it from here"

"oH  Dirty"

"Shut it Meddows" I laughed as I hung up. Almost immediately the phone rang again.

"I love you Evie" Roger laughed as I picked up

"I love you Roger"

"You two sicken me" Freddie laughed down the phone and hung up

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Today was the day, it was finally here. Live aid. I grumbled as light flooded in through the freshly opened curtains

"Good morning rock star" I smiled sleepily. Rog looked over at me a soft sleepless smile tugging at his perfect lips. I've said it before, but he was nothing short of angelic. From his soft halo of hair to his shining blue eyes. I still couldn't believe that he loved me, Roger Taylor loves me. As if reading my mind he spoke

"Hey, I love you Lily Pad"

"I love you too Meddows" I smiled, earning a laugh

"Okay,, PLEASE do not call me that in front of Bowie or Bono for that matter"

"oh my god! I forgot how many important people will be there. shit I don't even have my outfit planned!" I had been so wrapped up in my new line and Roger's rehearsals. Plus this whole vomiting thing,  I hadn't even thought out an outfit.

"Don't worry I have you sorted and believe me Evie  You are going to look incredible" he winked "I've also sorted your lift, come around the back and I'll meet you outside. I have to go now Bri called an emergency soundcheck or something. I'll see you later baby"

I sighed as he left I only really had two hours to get ready, considering I looked like I had been on a desert island for the last two weeks. I really needed to start. I padded in to our bedroom and unzipped the large bag that was hanging in our wardrobe anote read:

"Enjoy babe you'll look amazing,

from Loverboy"

I smiled as I pulled the unknown package from the silk bag. I almost rolled my eyes as a pair of skin tight leather trousers tied with a bow slid out  along with another note

'Everyone will be staring in these ;)"

I held them up in the light, they were beautiful and hand stitched and in the back pockets a Meddow was stitched, filled with Lilies, embroidered on the other pocket was "Lily and Meddows". My eyes were welling up as I stared at the well thought out beautifully bespoke gift, I couldn't wipe my smile from my face as I pulled put the next item. It was a simple black bandeau, however it was silky and absolutely darling. The bag still felt heavy and I pulled put yet another item, my heart was racing as a cropped leather jacket fell into my hands. It was gorgeous, it was smooth and beautiful. All down the sides and arms were badges and I soon figured out each one corresponded to a Queen concert I had attended. Roger had even somehow got a hold of one that had "hidden boutique " beautifully embroidered into it. A tear of happiness rolled down my cheek at such a thoughtful gift and one last letter fluttered out

"Don't wear stilettos;)

I love you

Roger xxx"

I smiled, a little confused by the stiletto comment. I quickly jumped in the shower and gave myself a well earned clean, saying my hair throughly. I let my hair air dry as I did my makeup.  I blended my light foundation and concealer. Really accentuating my cheekbones with some well practiced contouring. After I had finished my face I moved on to a black smoky eye

About half way through blending I ran to the toilet and threw up again violently. I thought I'd finally gotten over this bug....oh shit

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After running to the nearest pharmacy, I was sat back at the mirror. Finishing my makeup and procrastinating. I had to do it, the pink box in my handbag was almost screaming to me.

I ran to the bathroom and tore the packet open quickly. I quickly read the instructions and ran the water harshly. Willing myself to pee on the stupid little stick. I sat it back on the counter not knowing what to do now. I decided to ignore it and get dressed into my gorgeous new outfit. Accompanying it with a pair of chunky black biker boots, I adored how it look and it fit me like a glove. I knew Roger was going to go crazy... all these thoughts were a distraction. I had to check the result of the test. I had to leave in 5 minutes, it was now or never.

I practically forced myself back in to the bathroom and clocked the test lying still innocent and in moving. Something that could change my entire future, I had to look at it. I picked it up my hand trembling as I my eyes locked on to it. Two lines

Shit

Two fucking lines

No

I can't be

I'm...pregnant

Oh fuck

I almost slammed in to the wall as I frantically dialed the number Roger had given me. Deep breaths heaved through my chest as my body seemed to go in to a complete state of panic

Ring

Fucking cmon

Ring

Pick up Roger

Ring

Shit shit shit

Ring

Nothing.

Almost at once the phone rang again

"Hello?!" I gasped

"Hello Miss Lily. Your ride is here" a receptionist reported

"Okay thank you thank you" I grabbed my new jacket and ran to the lift. My beautiful array of curls becoming slightly disheveled. I burst from the doors, the lift taking far too long. I spoke to the pretty receptionist

"Miss Lily is everything okay?"

"Yes fine fine is my car here?"

"Your car?"

"Yes my car to take me to the concert"

"Oh. Did Mr Taylor not tell you?"

"Tell me what?" She simply pointed to outside the door where a gleaming Harley Davidson stood in all it's glory. Despite the circumstances I couldn't help but grin widely at the gorgeous bike before me

"He sent that for me?"

"He did indeed miss"

"Awesome" I grinned, my mind temporarily liberated from the engaging thoughts. I strutted over to the  stunning machine and ran my hand along it. I opened the seat up and a sleek bag helmet came out, along with another note

"Drive safe baby,

It's all yours. But also be quick cause I want to kiss you.

Rog ♡ xxx"

I couldn't believe how many nice things he had done today. I knew he was excited about the show, but not THIS excited. Oh shit, what if he was mad about this. I couldn't tell him today and ruin it all. I quietly thought it'd have to wait until tomorrow.

The leather felt amazing as I slid on to the bike and I have to say. The outfit all made sense now, this is something straight out of Roger's crazy dreams. I quickly turned the key and started the bike, it revved loudly. The rich sound of the engine filling the street, and turning a few heads. I smiled as I slipped my helmet on and began to drive toward the venue. I quickly zipped through traffic a smile wide on my face, I hadn't ridden my bike in a few years and now getting to ride my dream bike to my boyfriends rock concert sounded like something crazy out of a movie.

I pulled up just outside of Wembley where I was met with a gaggle of paparazzi screaming my name as well as Rogers in the mix. I quickly took of my helmet, letting my hair fly loose and smiled a few times for the camera. Politely telling them all how excited and proud I was of the show. I told them a little about my upcoming line and if course mentioned "Hidden boutique" hopefully sending a few more customers towards Vanity. After a long few minutes security ushered the press aside to let me through. I revved my bike and drove through the large gate and made my way around the back where Roger had said he would meet me.

I quickly came around the corner and there he was, smiling cheekily and holding the most gorgeous bouquet of Lilies

"Ladies andre gentlemen the real queen has arrived!" He laughed as I parked the bike. I ran toward him and he lept at me, picking me up from the floor. Then he snaked his arms around my waist and looked me up and down, biting his lip lightly. His fingers began to dance up and down my waist, brushing against my blazing skin

"You look even better than I dreamt" he smirked, pulling me closer as his hand instinctively went to my neck and he looked deep into my eyes. Inching closer and closer to me. My eyes fluttered closed and his lips brushed mine. Then he bit down on my bottom lip and pulled away with an evil smirk

"Let's try and keep it professional huh Evie?"  He laughed as he walked toward a small van that had been set up

"Fuck you Rog!" I laughed following behind him and grabbing his hand, his fingers laced into mine easily. Stroking my knuckles rhythmically. Despite the act I could tell he was nervous, I could always tell with Roger.

"Look who is here!" Roger smiled and I was greeted with a chorus of whoops and screams by the band along with Chris and Holly. As well as a man I'd never met

"Did Roger pick your outfit?" Chris smirked, I just nodded in response as the girls stifled giggles

"Is that your bike Evie? That's hot" Freddie smiled

"No no it's just for the day" I smiled squeezing Rogers arm, but he was frowning

"No it isn't Evie. It's yours I meant it" he smiled as my jaw dropped. I was unable to fathom words as eveyone around me giggled at me. I jumped into Roger's arms wrapping my legs around his waist dramatically and peppered him with kisses.

"God guys get a room" John snorted

"I think there is enough time for a quickie in the back Evie" Roger smiled, I think half serious.

"Fuck off Meddows. Fred who's your friend?" I nodded to the man holding his hand on the couch

"Oh god how rude Darling. This is Jim, Jim Hutton" he smiled at Jim. My heart melting a little inside.

"Lovely  to meet you Jim" I beamed giving him a huge hug "you happy to watch the show with us girls?"

"Oh I wasn't sure where to go, that would be great thank you Evie" he smiled with a soft irish accent

The rest of the time before the show was spent with eveyone chatting, the boys were all trying to hide their nerves. I played with Rogers hair, knowing it soothed him when he was stressed about certain situations. He smiled down at me, cuddling me closer to him

"You are the most beautiful girl in the world" he whispered in my ear

"You are the most handsome man in the world" I smiled back and he pinched me lightly. A minute later a flushed runner knocked on the door

"Yes darling?!" Freddie cried extravagantly, making everyone laugh

"You're on soon. Backstage now please" the runner gasped before he disappeared again. Roger shook his head lahgung at him but he was twisting his fingers. I grabbed his hand in mine as he reluctantly followed me and the other boys to the side of the stage. The crowd was screaming like nothing I had ever heard. I looked at Roger my heart almost pumping out of my chest with pride. He lifted my hand to his lips and gave it a kiss. Soon moving his hands so they were on either side of my face as he looked deeply into my eyes

"I love you Evie. I love you so much, so unbelievably much words can't even begin to describe it" he blushed a little, a rarity for Roger

"Sorry I-"

"I love you Roger, more than anything" I laughed as he grabbed my hair and kissed me deeply.

"Okay Queen, let's get ready to go" the stage manager shouted

"How do I look?" Roger asked

"Like my favourite Rockstar"

"I love you"

"I love you"

Heheh okay I'm back ahhh sorry please font all kill me I appreciate all your support with the story school is INTENSE this year wow didn't see it coming. Okay anyway live you all and live yourself cause you fucking rock

Evie  xxx