Freddie's P.O.V.

"Freddie?"

"Yes, my darling?"

"Did you listen to anything that I just said?" Brian, my curly haired guitarist of a boyfriend questioned, looking into my eyes, searching for some kind of an answer.

I cleared my throat and sat up properly at the studio table we were currently sat at. Once again, I had not been listening to anything he had been saying to me as I was far too busy staring at him, watching him, studying the way his curls bounced and his eyes twinkled and his lips moved...those lips that I just longed to kiss...

Which I could do now if I wanted to, he was what I like to call mine, and I could do with him what I like.

This moment felt familiar, like this situation had already happened at some point in my life, a déjà vu effect and I knew exactly why. This time last year we were still working on our A Day At The Races album and I had been sat in this very studio, at this very table with Brian, staring at him, and he'd gotten mad at me for not listening to him because I was infatuated and also aching, back then, I didn't even know Brian was gay, I thought he was dating somebody, a woman, when in fact he was leaving the studio early to work a second job to earn more money, which he didn't have to do now, the new album had almost sorted our financial problems out. But it was strange, as if that moment, almost exactly a year ago was the start to this crazy fucking journey that we had all been down. It was the start of everything.

The start of Roger and John accepting who they really are and, with a little help from myself, admitting to each other that they like one another, and eventually getting into a relationship...that is, after we all moved in together.

I can't quite believe that we've all been living under the same roof for almost a year now, we'd had little disagreements and all that but honestly, living with the three of them was so easy and fun.

And then, along came Charlie. Who brought along with him so much drama, hurt, heartbreak and confusion.
He was dating both me and Brian at the same time, leading me on whilst actually in a relationship with Brian.
All the while Bri knew exactly what was going on. I had never hated someone so much in my whole life like I had Charlie. Thankfully, since the last time we all saw him, after he stole all of our equipment when he broke into our studio, he's had to move away, and thank fuck, if I ever saw him again I would be sure to break his fucking legs, not only for making my life a misery, but for hurting Brian too.

Rory was also some kind of a hiccup along the way, whoever we met or whoever we were reunited with always seemed to add another bump in the road for me and Brian.

But then again, Roger and John also had their fair share of problems. Always arguing, John's parents practically disowning him for being gay, which they're okay with now, thankfully, Roger getting kissed by a girl whilst they were on a weekend away...and the reappearance of John's abusive ex, Patrick, who basically ruined their whole relationship for them.

I was still a little sad that their relationship never worked out, I wouldn't say my matchmaking skills in getting them together were completely wasted, because in the time they were together, they were always loved up and happy, it was just a bloody shame that someone had to come along and ruin everything for them out of pure jealousy. Not that Roger helped the situation at all, taking Patrick's side and turning his back on John.

But the two of them were absolutely fine with each other now, friends as they've always been, it's almost as if their relationship never happened, but I knew they still cherished all the memories they created together. They would rather be best friends than strangers and I'm so happy they managed to pull through and look past all the problems they'd had.

Would I ever say they'd get back together again? Who knows. But there's still chemistry there, I see it, even if they don't. I would love to see them work things out once and for all, to see them be a wonderfully happy couple again, but time will tell. Right now? They're both experimenting. John was finding it a little easier and had been on a couple of dates with other guys, he had indeed had a one night stand that night we were on tour, the night he walked into his hotel room to find myself and Bri almost fucking each other, but I was kind of proud of him, naturally. Roger, on the other hand took it to heart a little bit, wanting to know how on earth John could move on so quickly, did he ever love Roger at all? But I had reassured him that he wasn't to take any of it personally. He soon got over it, he now understood that John wasn't actually his anymore and he could go and have sex with someone else if he wanted to, which took Roger a little time to get used to. But the blonde was also off galavanting with a couple of new boys now and again. And he'd not given me any kind of indication of his little like for me lately, which I was relieved about.

And then there was Brian and me. I was sat at this table, a year later now being able to call him my boyfriend. All the arguments, drama, heartbreak and hate was all worth it.

Even if I did almost get my leg broken and my hand almost amputated in the process. Even if I had to spend a night in a prison cell for fighting with Charlie and lied about having sex with Brian in Scotland to hurt him as much as he was hurting me. Even if I did have to go celibate for almost a year to prove to Brian that when there's something that I really want, I would be willing to change my ways and attitude to get it.

And it worked eventually, after Brian and Charlie broke up and Brian had to look after me and take me to my hospital appointments for my leg, we we really bonded, and then it was him, after trying to put himself off me as he thought we would never be compatible, who drove me to our old street and we reminisced about our younger days...where he asked me on a date. And then it all blossomed from there, from pretending we'd never met before when the date rolled around to becoming inseparable, it was a complete turn around.

Especially since I'd spent years of my life imagining fucking Brian senseless...and now I was actually doing it for real.

It just goes to prove, when you want something so bad, and you don't stop trying, things will happen. They won't always work out and the road there will be bumpy, but if you have determination, anything can happen.

Things really can do a full circle.

So here we were, sat at the table in our studio, instead of Brian huffing and storming out because I wasn't listening to him, he just shook his head at me playfully, smiling.

"So, what now?" Roger asked, leaning back in his chair, tapping the table with his drumsticks.

The tour had finished a few months ago and we had since returned home and taken some well deserved time off.

We'd had world wide success and were in demand for anything and everything.

It almost felt like a fresh start, a clean slate.

We had to start working on new material, but no doubt we'd have our own problems to deal with along the way.

It almost felt nostalgic, to be sat here with the boys, a new Queen era on the horizon.

The differences? Compared to last year, I was happy. I knew what I wanted out of life. I had who I wanted by my side and I didn't have to put up with anyone trying to steal him away from me.

Despite what they'd been through, Roger and John were also happy, laughing and smiling.

"Don't you think it's strange?" I said quietly.

"What do you mean?" Deaky asked.

"That...we're sat at this table possibly for the first time ever, with nothing to complain about..." I said, dreamily.
This table really had been our location of choice, it had seen many tears, but also smiles.

We all paused for a while and I felt Brian's hand place itself onto my thigh.

Roger suddenly smiled, "Yeah...we're not worrying about money or...John having his house taken away, or...listening to me tell you all I'm gay...or having to deal with Freddie after having another argument with Brian." He finished, mischievously, which earned him a sarcastic look from me and a chuckle from the others.

We truly had everything we needed right now, things were finally falling into place for us, as a band and individually.

We'd gotten rid of the toxic people in our lives, Charlie, Rory, Norman...and kept the ones that made us happy...each other.

"I wonder what kind of journeys this albums going to take us down?" Brian chuckled, making us all do the same.

We knew exactly what he meant, with every album came new people, problems, arguments and wonderful moments, a new tour, new music, a new style. It was all so unpredictable, but we wouldn't be Queen if everyone already knew what was coming.

"Let's go out tonight, all of us, get pissed up." Roger suddenly said, a grin on his cheeky chops.

"No..." I started, earning a weary stare from all of them, I might have calmed down a bit over the course of this year but I still liked a good night out, and by saying no, was a rather unnatural thing for me to do.

"No?" Deaks questioned, looking rather alarmed.

I shrugged, laughing, "We've practically been going out every night what with touring, and since we've come back, we should have a night in, all four of us, we can still get pissed up." I winked at them.

There was quiet moment and I could see them all pondering.

Roger started to slowly nod his head, "Yeah...a night in sounds nicer to be honest. We can get some pizzas!" He clapped excitedly.

Soon all the other boys had agreed and we left the studio.

We'd not really needed to go to the studio for any reason, I think we are all such workaholics that being at work makes us feel like we're doing something, rather than moping around at home.

We'd all enjoyed our few months off but I could already tell we were itching to get going and make some more music, we had all started penning some new songs and whatnot.

I jumped into Brian's car with him and watched as Roger got into his car, and John got into his.

Myself and Brian looked at each other, "I'm still not used to those two not getting into the same car together..." he sighed. It was strange, it was almost like we both missed them being together, even if they did rely on us two to sort out all of their domestics and disagreements, they were a tiring couple to live with, but it was still nice to witness.

"I know, they might work things out, you never know." I try to reason.

"If we can manage to see eye to eye and make something good come out of something that started off like chalk and cheese, I'm sure those two can." Brian chuckled as he drove out of the car park.

His statement made me smile, it really was some kind of miracle that myself and Brian had turned out the way we had, in a rather stable, grown up and serious relationship. Whereas not so long ago we'd be at each other's throats every day, for no reason at all. Aim to purposefully hurt each other and get on each other's nerves, spend days not talking to each other over something silly and get convinced that we absolutely fucking hated each other. But really it was just something to try and banish those true feelings. To disguise the fact that, well for one, that Brian was actually into men, and try to extinguish any evidence that Brian liked me at all, which is he was very good at doing, until it all got a bit too much for him and he admitted to himself, and to me, that he didn't really hate me, in fact, it was the polar opposite.

Once we were all back home, I wandered into my bedroom...or rather, our bedroom. Myself and Brian now shared every night, he'd spent one night in my bed and never left, but I couldn't blame him. It was nice sharing a bed with someone, even if Brian was a huge fidget in the night, but I wouldn't change him for the world.

"Mr Mercury wants a night in, does he?" A little croon of a voice crept around my door.

I turned around, arms folded, staring at Brian with a smirk on my face.

"And what's wrong with that?" I asked, my head cocked to one side.

He walked up to me and put his hands on my waist, "Oh, nothing. Or is it because if we stay in, you'll be able to get me in bed earlier?" He winked down at me, his voice low and mischievous.

I widened my eyes at him, a tingle still traveled down my spine at every flirtatious and dirty comment he gave to me.

"Well...that is one bonus I suppose." I broke away, turning my back to him, pretending to fold some clothes, "But don't lie to me, I know you just love it when I fuck you, you practically leap into bed, ready and waiting for me." I said, widely grinning as I spoke.

And for those interested, mine and Brian's sexual relationship has improved. A lot. I've had a lot of orgasms in my lifetime but none quite compare to the ones Brian managed to give me. And he's turned into quite the slut, always trying it on with me, he loves it. I knew he would, I'm good fuck, I'll always say it.

"That's right. I do love it. But I still manage to make you scream my name though, don't I." He licked his lips and planted them onto mine where I kissed him back.

I decided to ignore his little true comment there, I shook my head, laughing a little, "I fucking love you, do you know that?" I whispered, cheeks blushing.

He grinned, "I know. And I love you too, Freddie." He whispered back, his thumb swiping across my cheek.

"Please tell me we were not like this when we were in a relationship." A sudden voice startled us, causing that moment to end and for us to turn around to see Roger and Deaky stood in our doorway.

"You were worse, Roger. At least I don't come running to you when I can't find Brian..." I shot back cleverly, shutting him up. I also saw Deaky break into a smile at that statement. Yes, there was clearly still chemistry between those two.

"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, if you're quite finished getting fucking married and shit, pizzas are here. I've been shouting you from downstairs but all this love is deafening you." Roger said sarcastically.

"Leave them be, Rog. It's about time they enjoyed being together." John teased a little as we had now left the bedroom and myself and Brian were following the other two down the hallway towards the stairs.

We all piled plates up with pizza and took a seat on the settee, all sat closely to each other whilst John flicked through channels on the TV.

"Wait, wait!" Roger suddenly shrieked, "Go back!"

We all fell silent as we watched the news, "Rock band sensation, Queen have since returned to England after their lengthy world tour. And they certainly did conquer the world. What's next for the band that everyone loves? Well. We'll all just have to wait and see. But all we know so far, it's destined to be shocking."

We all looked at each other with smiles on our faces.

I smirked, talking slowly, "Well boys, I think we have some work to do."

The End!
For now...

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Well, that's it. The end. The end of my story, the end of this book, the end of Body Language!

I started writing this story almost two years ago now and I never thought it would get as many readers as it has done, so thank you so so much to everyone who has read Body Language, I know some of you have been there from the first part I posted but even if you haven't, thank you so much for reading, voting, and leaving me your legendary comments that mean so much to me...and make me laugh hysterically!

It's been a long old journey, so thanks for sticking around, I'm actually really sad that it's ended! I've enjoyed creating the book so much.

But come on now, you know I love to leave you on a cliffhanger, so I couldn't just let it all end like this!

THERES GOING TO BE A SEQUEL!

I'm so excited about it, if you thought this book had a lot of drama in it, you're not even ready for the next one!

Now, before I start posting the sequel to Body Language (which isn't going to a called Body Language by the way...), I'm going to give myself a couple of well deserved months off...so save the date, on April the 3rd, I will post the first part of the sequel!

I just want to take a little time off so that my imagination can rejuvenate and also so that by the time that the date rolls around, I already have a handful of parts ready to post.

But in the meantime I'm not just going to disappear off the face of the earth, I will still be writing and updating my Queen Imagines book, so go on over to that book if you're interested and please be sure to post me a tonne of imagine requests to write in the comments section of that book, that would be amazing!

So again, thank you so much to everyone who has read this book, it truly is something I'm very proud of, please drop me a comment and tell me your thoughts on it, perhaps what your favourite part was or just your general opinions, it would make me so happy!

So, having said all that, I'll see you on April 3rd for some more juicy drama with the Queen boys...byeeee x <3