POV Roger.

My sister fainted and quickly Tim and I took her to the kitchen. She was waking up slowly. I took a glass of water for her. Yasmine came back.

- My sister, you are better? - I ask.

- Yeah. - She said taking the water. - I'm better, do not worry.

Tim watches in silence. He looks at Yasmin and I sad.

Yasmine approaches Clare, running a hand through my hair?

- I am worried about you. Feeling better yourself, my angel?

- Yes my dear sister. - Clare smiles. - I'm better my beautiful. Stay calm.

- So we see in the living room. - I say kissing the face of my sister and seeing Yasmine, leaving Tim and my sister alone. They need to talk.

POV Clare.

After Yasmin and my brother came out of the kitchen, Tim looked at me with a deep sadness.

- You do not want to marry me, is it? - he asked.

- Love, is not it. I'm still unsure for the wedding, I'm finishing a Masters in Law and still want to do PhD. I'm making French course now. - I say.

- I do not want to marry me today. - He said hurt. - I just wanted to formalize the engagement. We can get married in three, four years. But if you do not want to be my girlfriend, all right. Is your right.

Tim is very hurt it. He is coming out of the kitchen when I pull your arm.

- Wait, my love. - I say looking at him sad.

POV Tim.

- Say, Clare. What do you want to talk? - I ask.

- Forgive me, Tim I love you very much.. - She gets up from the chair. - I fainted with surprise, excitement. I love you so much. I do not live without you.

She approaches me and entwines our hands.

- I agree to be his bride. - she smile. - We can get married in three years when I finish my PhD, what do you think?

I smiled and kissed her love.

We returned to the room and said that Clare fainted because gushed. She told everyone that agreed to be my future wife.

I put the diamond ring on her ring finger of the right hand and she cries of excitement and kissed again with love.

Then Roger says that in September next year Yasmin and he will marry. Roger invited me to be his best man and Clare Yasmin's godmother. We held each other happy.

Yasmin POV.

Thankfully it all ended well. I was worried about Clare and her fear not accept the request of Tim's wedding. I remembered when I passed out when Roger asked me to marry and now the scene was repeated, but with Clare.

I realized that the party and Freddie Paul talked a lot. They were friends before, but in recent times came quite.

Layla and Les were seen kissing at Clare party and they declared all who are dating and are very happy.

This is wonderful. Mary is still single, despite flirtations that comes to her. I believe that at the right time he will have his own family. Vick and Brian are dating, are very happy in the relationship.

The party continued until three in the morning.

I slept in Roger's house and Sunday spent with him.

On Monday after work I went to the airport to say goodbye to Roger and the boys. They will be a month off on tour playing shows in France, Italy and Poland.

- I love you so much. Dream about me and nothing of strippers grab you my love. - Roger said hugging and kissing passionately. - I'll take care of our puppy.

- It is quiet, princess. I will not fall into temptation. I'll think every day you'll dream with you. te-amo very well and take good care of our pet bunny, our puppy.

He smiled and kissed me in love.

- Do you dream with me too and nothing of any man to approach you huh, princess. - Roger said serious kissing me.

- You are unique, my life. - Smiles giving him a peck.

I said goodbye to Vick, the entrepreneur, Crystal and other boys and wanted a great tour.

I took another kiss on Roger's lips and held her close and the flight was announced. Roger said goodbye to me and went away to the boarding area.

The time was passing. They were on tour for a month, played shows in French, Italian and Polish cities. The band returned in the second half of May in London. This time not involved in so many scandals in the parties of the band.

Roger sought at the airport. They will be two weeks off and then finish the rest of the tour in the Netherlands, Belgium and the UK.

During the two weeks I saw Roger night practically almost every day. Less on the French course. He wanted so because then we will be one more distant month.

The band decided that the next album they will record will not be in London but in Montreux in Switzerland. This is because of issues related to high taxes in London. Roger talked to me that he will pay for airline tickets I see it every weekend in Montreux. I travel on Friday night after work and only come back on Sunday night. On weekends they will not record. He said he did not want to run out to see me for so long. Of course I accepted. The flight from London to Montreux is short: an hour and forty minutes. It will be wonderful to see him every weekend. Roger said his car Bentley will port to Montreux. He wants one of their cars to walk weekend there.

During the two weeks the boys were off we left, we met at Roger's house and realized many Freddie looks to Paul. On a Saturday we decided to order pizza in Rog mansion and called all. We stayed up late eating pizza, drinking, playing cards. Roger realized Freddie looks as well and said:

- My Princess, you think it's possible that Freddie is in love with Paul? I notice that it looks a lot for our childhood friend.

Shit. Now she screwed. I looked at my boyfriend and said:

- Rog, my love, I need to tell you something.

I told him everything he knew and at the end he embraced me and said:

- This is very serious. Why did not you tell me before, my princess?

- Because he asked secret and promised to do that, my kitten. And please, no comments to anyone, is just between us.

- Ok, princess. I not comment to anyone. - Roger said kissing me and looked thoughtful.

We saw complete happiness Freddie only talk to Paul. His eyes glittered. You know what the secret of Freddie, he confessed to me? Freddie is in love with Paul, my childhood friend, but is afraid to suffer a great rejection.

The two weeks passed quickly and they returned to the tour. They went to the Netherlands, Belgium and last toured in the UK.

Finally June arrived quickly. I was missing a lot of Rog. The last three shows of the News Of The World tour took place on days 18, 19 and 20 June in London. I was present in the three shows and wrote a mega matter for Rolling Stone about the end of the tour the boys. The boys spend an incredible energy on stage. The songs are perfect and Freddie can drive fans perfectly. It's as if he were the conductor. The audience sings along. Songs like Bohemian Rhapsody, Somebody to Love, The March of the Black Queen, In the Lap of the Gods ... Revisited, Spread your wings, We Will Rock You and We Are The Champions have become anthems of the band. Fans will the madness with these beautiful songs. My beautiful fiance crushes on drums and percussion forever. In the song 39, Roger plays the tambourine half moon magnificently.

After the end of the tour News of the World, the boys took a month vacation. They travel to Montreux on July 27, the day after Roger's birthday and start recording the new album. They already have some songs ready and in the meantime a month also finish composing the other songs.

After the tour end Freddie bought a mansion for him in one of the best neighborhoods in London and bought a house for Mary always stay close to him. Freddie still has great devotion to Mary Austin and she is also his private secretary. In the house of the boys continued to live Les Paul, Bri and Tim. But Bri also said that soon buy a mansion for him. Gradually each is on its way.

In the house the girls are just now Vick, Layla and Clare. From time to time I visit my friends. Not because I live alone I forgot all.

A weekend later after the end of the tour, the house Roger mansion was having a small party among friends. Paul took a friend from work called Maurice and presented us all. Paul and he talked a lot and were a good time together, smiling. Roger and I realized how Freddie was sad tonight.

After this event there were other parties that took Paul Maurice and increasingly Freddie was troubled. Whenever Maurice approached Paul, Freddie was upset. He was unable to hide from anyone else what was going on. I do not know how long our friend will hold. Roger and I are concerned about Freddie.

Freddie POV.

We are at the beginning of July. Yasmin and I decided to make a Julina party in my mansion. My friend with the girls are seeing food and drinks for the party that will be held on Saturday 3 July.

Meanwhile the boys and I see each other every day and finished composing the next songs that will be on the new album.

On Wednesday night when Paul came home from work called me and said:

- Good night dear Freddie. I can take Maurice to Julina party will be organized in your home?

When Paul spoke the name of Maurice fondly my heart broke into a thousand pieces, but did not want to displease him. Then he said:

- Of course you can, Paul. Maurice will be welcome in my house.

- Thank you my friend. - He smiled by phone. - I'll take a few drinks on Saturday early. We will organize this party very well. Good evening.

- Good night, Paul. - I told him to turn off the phone.

I go to my cellar and picked up a bottle of wine and put in a crystal bowl. I sit on my couch and I decide to call Yasmin.

I turn to her and crying, saying everything that happened. Yasmin said Maurice is just one of the great friends of Paul and that he has no feelings for Maurice otherwise. Yasmin me calmed and advised. It is wonderful to have her friendship. Yasmin is an amazing person.

I take three glasses of wine and go to my room to change clothes and sleep. Tomorrow morning the boys and I will make a test. Before bed caught a photo album I have and see several photos. There is a picture of Paul and I laughing at one of my birthdays. We are with champagne glasses in hand smiling, happy life. Paul is a beautiful dark green eyes. His green emeralds that illuminate me daily. I see other photos with Paul and my eyes begin to fill with tears. No way, I start to cry compulsively, like a lost child.

I lay on my bed in the fetal position with photos in hand.

- Paul, because I had to fall in love with you? Because? I do not want to suffer for love, I do not, I do not. I DO NOT WANT. - I cried to myself.

Before Paul I had felt attracted to other men. At a time when I knew that I really was bisexual I had a little attraction to Roger. That's right, Roger. We all know how much Rog is a beautiful blond, attractive, alluring. The women pitted for him. Yasmin so that managed to conquer Roger and tames it practically.

Roger today is faithful, by the great love for Yasmin. I've never seen Roger betray Yasmin when they are together. Never.

The fleeting attraction to Roger was intense, but kept silent to me and never speak it to him or Yasmin. Thank God I took my thoughts. After Roger is Yasmin and Yasmin is Roger. They were born to be together, love each other very much.

After the appeal of Roger just got involved with many men and women. Mary Austin remains my first love of my life. It is very special for me. She will always be the love of my life, but I'm not meant to be with her. The love I feel for her is sublime, platonic.

As for Paul, he has been somewhat overwhelming. It has been a while that I am completely in love with him. One day I could no longer hide this feeling and decided to let off steam with Yasmin. She had said that what is to be, will be and if I have to stay with Paul and I will be nothing and no one will prevent this.

I was thinking of declaring me to Paul, when Maurice comes in the way. But I will not let it disturb anything. I will realize if Paul likes Maurice just as a friend even.

I cried more and started to sob. I want Paul to me. I need to feel the Paul hugs, kisses and Paul looks.

I fall asleep with my pain.

Saturday finally arrived and Paul during the day with the boys led many drinks to my house while the girls prepared sweet and savory dishes. Yasmin is the liveliest, she is cooking most dishes.

In the evening all were the character. Women with hair braid, straw hat and painted face with freckles and boys with straw hat, mustache and painted chop to the face, in addition to chess clothes.

I have around my house about fifty people.

I see Maurice get with Paul and my stomach turns over. The compliance happily, but inside I'm dying. They sit next to each other and talk enough.

Roger approaches and says:

- Freddie, my dear, I realized everything. joins them and realize it really is eyeing Paul Maurice or only are great friends.

- Wanted Rog, what do you mean? - I ask stupefied.

- I realized how much is in love with Paul. You just are not getting more hide this feeling. - Roger said softly.

- I do not know what to do, Rog. - I embrace one of my best friends.

- Everything will be all right, Freddie. Do not lose hope. - Roger smiled.

- I already commented to Yasmin about it and she gave me great strength. - I sighed. - She's a great counselor.

- Counselor and friend. - Yasmin approaches handing me a hot wine. - Dear Freddie, know that you can count on Roger and me for everything you need.

- I know I can. - Smile taking the hot wine. - You are one of my best friends and can not live without you. And the two are the cutest and beautiful couple I know, much more than Veronica and John. They do not hear it. - Smile. - Although many fights, the love of you is pure and both show how much they love each other, despite all circumstances. I love you.

I embrace Yasmin and Roger hugging me excited about.

- Also we love you, friend and want to see you happy. - Roger said smiling.

- I'll love you forever, my dear friend. - Yasmin smiled. - For ever, under any circumstances.

I talked a bit with them and the other guests. I approached Maurice and Paul. Maurice is equal to biologist Paul and the two work in Biomedicine Institute in London. Maurice is very intelligent. They talk to me normally and they talk about their work and I speak from touring. Occasionally my eyes and Paul of the meet, but soon he disengages as if afraid of my gaze. Yet still with very jealous of Paul. I beg to two and go to toward the big grand piano that is in my living room.

POV Paul.

Lately I realize that Freddie is thoughtfully and I am too. I feel some strange things inside me. Previously I was interested only woman, but now I began to interest me by man. Maurice is one of them. I do not love, but I feel a normal attraction to my friend from work. So much so that we are always together lately. Whenever I take the parties. I have noticed that Freddie does not like Maurice and only handles well because of me.

Sometimes also I lose myself deeply looking at Freddie admiring. He is a complete musician, exceptional, a showman, intelligent, insightful, honest, funny, sarcastic, sensitive and mysterious.

Freddie was talking to us when we suddenly got up from the couch and walked over to his piano.

Laced hidden hands with Maurice and this time Freddie turned back to look at me and saw my hands and Maurice intertwined and made a great gesture of pain. He looked at me hurt and sat on the bench in front of his grand piano.

Heaven. Will Freddie's in love with me?

Freddie POV.

They had their hands clasped. I saw. That finished me. I will never have a chance with Paul. Maurice came to disrupt everything. I feel powerless and hopes. I sit the bench in front of my piano syrup and the people who were present at the party talk, without noticing that I'm there. What music should I play? Am I must touch what really feeling at that moment, it's just pain? Should I express with my voice all I'm feeling right now? I took a deep breath and still a few tears slid down my face. I took a deep breath again. I must calm down and do what I know most in this life: playing the piano and singing. Open my heart to the world, showing all that haunts me at this moment, all my anguish and sadness. After all think that I am a millionaire musician now I do not have my sorrows. I get to do the introduction to the song and piano this time all stop talking, to do other things to pay attention to me. I start playing and then singing a song called Jealously:

Oh how wrong can you be?

Oh to fall in love

Was my very first mistake

How was I to know

I was far too much in love too see?

Oh jealousy look at me now

Jealousy got me somehow

You gave me the warning

Took me by surprise

Jealousy you led me on

You could not lose you Could Not Fail

You had suspicion on my trail

I sang and played the piano very melancholy.

How how how all my jealousy

I was not man enough to let you hurt my pride

Now I'm only left with my own jealousy

Oh how strong can you be

With matters of the heart?

Life is much too short

To while away with tears

If only You could see

Just what you's to me

Oh jealousy you tripped me up

Jealousy you expresso me down

You bring me sorrow you cause me pain

Jealousy When will you let go?

Gotta hold of my possessive mind

Turned me into a jealous guy

I had already begun the song a few weeks, why have felt jealous of Paul Maurice, but today was the last straw and I managed to finish the song.

How how how all my jealousy

I was not man enough to let you hurt my pride

Now I'm only left with my own jealousy

But now it matters not

If I shouldnt live or die

'Cause I'm only left with my own jealousy

When I finish singing and playing the piano all the guests were present in the living room and begin to clap for me saying the song is beautiful. Bri, Rog and Deacy comment that did a good job and that the song should be on the next album. I agreed to put the song on the album.

After that I go to the large terrace of my mansion smoking. Through the terrace see the entire city of London illuminated at night. It's beautiful. quietly smoke when I feel the presence of someone. At the time I turn around I see that Paul is standing next to me watching the London city.

- Beautiful view of London at night. - Paul said.

- Really London at night is beautiful. - I commented ending smoking.

- Your song is also beautiful. Everyone was thrilled to see him sing and play the piano. I was touched. - Said Paul looking at me.

- Thanks for the compliment. - I say playing the rest of the ashes of the cigarette.

- Freddie, to whom you dedicated this beautiful song, you can answer me?

I did not know what to say to Paul and lowered his head.

- Freddie, look at me, please.

At this point Paul raises my face fondly looking at me and said:

- I'll ask you a question and I want to be honest with me as ever.

What does Paul will ask me? I'm shaking from head to toe.