{Park Date}
"I'll meet you around, 4-ish." Roger Taylor said, grabbing his coat off the hanger. On the other line, you were at Brian's house. Brian was helping you find a dress to wear to the park. He was you right hand man for stuff like this, other than Freddie, who was away.

"So, pick. Which one?" There was a floral red and white one with a wide v-neck that tied waist, or a dark maroon, long sleeved one with a flowy feel.  "That one." He pointed to the maroon one. He sounded annoyed, but you kissed him of the cheek. "Now can I read my book?" He whined. You nodded and ran upstairs. You got to the empty bedroom, closed to door and stripped. You grabbed a towel from the closet and stepped into the shower. I started to sing '39 from Queen's new album, Day At the Races, which just came out a week ago.

After my performance to nobody, I got out of the shower smelling the an orange looy. Slipping on the dress you thought about going to the studio with the boys. Horsing around, telling bad science jokes to Brian, gossiping with Freddie, making funny window faces with Deaky. You loved the band with all my heart, but you had my eyes on Roger ever since you saw him. You didn't think of them as the band Queen, you think of them as people who happen to be rock gods, Brian May, John Deacon, Freddie Mercury and Roger Taylor, you think that way they like me so much. Brian and Deaky both have a little crush on you; Deaky gets really shy and Brian gets annoyed easily and irritated from nothing.

You stopped daydreaming after getting on my dress, putting on light makeup although Roger says you don't need it, you're flawless enough and a few pieces of jewelry like the locket Brian gave me when you were fourteen, he was sixteen, of you guys sitting on chairs, matching guitars in your hands.  You quietly put Night at the Opera into the turntable, singing until you heard a knock on the door.  You smiled, jumping up and opening to door revealing a tall curly black haired fellow and another curly-haired guy with the sweetest face. "He downstairs, love." Brian said, before you gave them a kiss on the cheek. You could feel Deaky's face blushing. Brian hugged you quite protectively, then pulled away. "Thank you," you squealed. Running downstairs, hearing a chuckle from Brian, to see Roger and Freddie talking about something. Freddie said,
"Darling you look amazing," which caught Roger's attention. He turned to see you beaming at him. He chuckled as you said, "Let's go," eagerly.

"So...um... Roger where are you taking me?" "You'll see, (Y/N)." He said for the hundredth time. You pouted, not wanting to wait. "We'll be there soon." He mumbled in his soothing voice.
You guys got there in about 10 minutes. It was beautiful outside, sun shining, and the great thing was there was barely anybody there, which made butterflies in your stomached start to flutter. Yes, you were nervous being the second date and third month you two were officially a thing. You sighed, as you admired at Roger's beauty. He kept walking a few more steps, looking at the ground not saying anything. You smiled as you felt his eyes on you, stopping abruptly. He crashed his lips to yours, making you moan into the kiss. That was all you needed. "I've been waiting to do that, ever since I met you, you know."

I had to change this all into third person so yeah... I hoped you liked it. Message me if you want any requests. Peace and love, and keep swinging. -Serious Case of Fangirl