Romantic Gestures

                                    

                                          
October 18, 1973
-Roger's POV-
It had been a whole month since me and Brian had taken that break and we still weren't together. We had gone back to just being friends. He hadn't spoken about it to anyone since and it made me feel awful. I just wanted to reach over and kiss him whenever we were sat together. 
                          
I had barely left my house, only leaving to go to the pub at night. I drowned out my sorrows with the drink. It was the worst thing I could do but I had nothing else left for me. Brian was everything and I had blown it. 
                          
But as I was sitting on my couch, staring at the tv, someone knocked. I usually would run to the door in hopes of Brian being there but, after being let down millions of times, I didn't even move. It knocked again and I got up to open it. To my surprise, it was John and Freddie. 
                          
"Hey, how are you? We don't get to see you much..." Fred consoled, holding my shoulder when walking in. I rolled my eyes and moved his hand, "I'm fine. I just need time to get myself sorted out. I have written some songs but you just take them. I don't care anymore..." John looked at my songs for a few minutes then gave me a hug, "We love you and we're so sorry about it. I think we should use these but we need you back for the band..."
                          
I broke down again for the third time this month, "I can't be in the same room as him! It's just depressing!" They both came over to hold me so tight and tell me it's alright. I had heard that too much over the phone from them but saying something would make it all worse. But they made it worse by consoling me. I was fully sobbing all over them. I was afraid it would start flooding because of how many tears were coming out of my eyes.
                          
"I have an idea! Do a few romantic gestures to win him back! Send him chocolates and roses and little notes!" John exclaimed with excitement of his new idea. I looked at him with curiosity. Fred completely agreed but it was my choice. I said one word to them, "Yes!" They started screaming like schoolgirls who have got a crush. 
                          
Oh my god, why did I confide in them? Maybe I won't go to the pub tonight...