Chapter 3

                                    

                                          
The ear deafening screams of the crown hit me as soon as the bodyguard flung the door open. They have been sitting out there for what, four hours? Jesus Christ, I thought to myself.
Brian was the first to step out, with Freddie following right after him. They waved at the fans and Freddie blew a few kisses whilst heading straight towards the car. They were soon swallowed by a swarm of fans that the bodyguards tried to keep away from them. It was like scene out of a horror movie, watching them disappear into that swarm of bodies. I hated big masses of people, and the idea of walking through all those people was terrifying. Alright Loretta, you can do this. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the door. As soon as my feet hit the ground, I could see the fans turn around and begin to surround me. 
"Who are you?"
"Are you dating someone from the band?"
"Where's Roger?"
"Who do you know from the band?"
They were screaming questions at me fast and too loud. I felt panic setting in as I tried to push my way through the crowd. I brought my hands to my ears in a desperate attempt to dampen the noises.
"Stop it! Please, don't yell at me! Please!" I cried out. Suddenly the screams get even louder and tried to press my hands harder against my ears. Then I felt someone firmly grab me by my wrist.
"Come on now, Let's go." An arm wrapped itself around me and began to guide me through the crowd. I looked up to find John with a very concentrated look on his face. The bodyguards managed to keep the fans a bit further away from us and John held me close to his side.
"We're almost there. Just close your eyes and let me guide you." He whispered into my ear and gently rubbed my arm reassuringly. I nodded, or at least I think I did. I just closed my eyes and let John lead me forwards. Soon he stopped and leaned into my ear. "Okay, we're at the car. You can open your eyes now." He told me and I obeyed. The car was only a few feet away from us and the bodyguard opened the door. Freddie and Brian were already in there. Freddie sitting on the front seat next to the driver and Brian on the back seat. John told me to get into the car first and so I did. Once we were both in the car Brian gave us a funny look. "What took you guys so long?" He asked and looked at the both of us. "Oh I just tripped, she had to help me get up." John lied. Both Freddie and Brian laughed, but I looked at John, very confused.
"But John-" I began to whisper, but he shook his head and lifted his finger to his lips. "It's fine." He whispered back and patted my thigh.
The rest of the drive went on quite nicely. The hotel they were staying at was quite posh. Not too posh, but definitely more expensive than what I could have ever been able to afford. 
When I noticed the fans outside my face went pale. Oh no... Not again. I tried to breathe in and breathe out as calmly as possible, but John seemed to notice my nervousness, because as we got out of the car, he gave me his sunglasses and placed his hand on the small of my back. "It's only going to take us like thirty seconds. Don't worry about it." He told me and started to guide me though the crowd. The crowd wasn't nearly as big as the previous one, but it still managed to make me slightly nervous. 

It turns out I had nothing to worry about. John swiftly guided me though the crowd and before I knew it, we were already inside the building. 
"So dear, what is the plan. Do we go straight to Roger's room and demand your keys back?" Freddie asked me and took off his sunglasses, his eyes going to John's arm that was still around me. "Yeah, I suppose so. Do you guys know his room's number?" I ask them. 
"Yeah, he's staying in the room next to me." Brian said. 
"Alright. Let's go save the day then!" Freddie exclaimed. We all followed him left from the reception and into a really small lift.