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Tears fell down your cheeks as you walked across the empty living room to a folded piece of paper with your name written on that was laid on top of a box of things in the middle of the empty room.

You sat on the floor beside the box, looking inside to find all the things you'd left over the month.

Please don't hate me for what I've done, love. You're a beautiful, smart, caring young woman. You've got your whole life ahead of you, and Gwilym finding out is too close of a call. Not because I could lose my job, bollocks to that snooze-fest, but because you've worked too hard to mess it all up because of some old fart. I'm not saying I don't want to be with you, and I know we've never spoken about anything like that. But you should know I do care for you, deeply, and one day who knows, maybe our paths will cross again.

I hope so. My life has been a whole new adventure with you.

Love Brian xx

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7 months later...

A lot can happen in the course of a month. A hell of a lot can happen in two. Seven months, and you can start a whole new life for yourself.

Brian sat in the back of Roger's van with a bottle of beer in his hand as the others stood around talking to one another. The band had just played a corker of a show and were having a well earned beer before they packed up and went home.

"OH NO! We missed it."

"Where the bloody hell is, Y/N?"

Brian looked up at the mention of that name. Your name. He'd missed hearing it over the past seven months, he'd missed whispering it against your skin, but it was for the best. He had to let you go.

He watched three young lads walk across the car park, laughing and chatting.

"She's coming." A young woman with short blonde hair answered as she followed the small group of lads, her hand being held by another lad, most likely her boyfriend.

"Y/N! C'MON!" One of the lads called out coming to a stop a few feet in front of Brian. "Move your arse!" He laughed.

Brian frowned as he tried to get a better look a taller young man out of the group. It couldn't be.

"I FOUND A HEDGEHOG!" Brian stood up as he watched you run towards the small group. "I had to move it out of the road."

"Oh God, there's two of you, Bri!" Roger laughed loudly, catching the attention of the small group of friends.

You frowned as you looked over to a group of men stood by a dark van. Your eyebrows shot up as your eyes focused on them. No way. "Brian?"

He smiled softly as he stepped out of the shadows, raising his long delicate fingers in the air to wave gently at you. "Hello, love." He smiled nervously, glancing over to another familiar face. "Mr Lee." He nodded.

Gwilym nodded, "Professor."

You smiled up at Gwilym, "Do you think I should go talk to him?"

"Or suck his cock." Gwilym winked teasingly making you blush. "C'mon guys, let's get a drink." Gwilym called out heading into the pub with the others following.

You smiled bashfully as you walked up to Brian. "Hello-"

"Y/N, darlin'," Freddie pulled you into a hug before pressing a kiss to your cheek. "How have you been?"

You nodded smiling. "Good, thank you." You welcomed hugs from Roger and John too.

"Finish school?" Roger winked at you making you blush.

"Hmm, yes, I did." You glanced over at Brian. "I didn't realise that you guys were playing tonight?"

"We're always playing, darlin'." Freddie smiled. "We're in demand."

You smiled back. "Glad to hear it." You turned your head to look at Brian, blushing as your eyes met his that were already on you.

Freddie rolled his eyes playfully before he turned to John and Roger. "C'mon, let's make a start packing up."

"But, I want to-" Roger's protest was cut off by both Freddie and John pulling him towards the door, leaving you and Brian alone.

"So..." You bit your bottom lip as you stepped a little closer to the older man. "You look, good."

Brian smiled at you. "You too." He cleared his throat, looking back to the open van doors. "Shall we sit?" He asked taking a step back, God he wanted to be close to you. He let out a relieved sigh as you nodded and walked towards him.

You gave Brian a shy smile as you sat beside him, all those feelings of when you first began your secret came flooding back. There were so many questions you had, but you weren't sure where to start.

"Thank you," You whispered.

Brian's eyebrows shot up, "Thank you?" He asked, surprised by your politeness.

You giggled, bobbing your head. "Why do you look surprised?"

"Well, I thought, I don't know... It was a bit of a dick move to leave like I did." Guilt twisted in the pit of Brian's stomach.

Your brow furrowed, "No it wasn't, Bri. I understand why you did what you did. I mean, I was heartbroken of course, I missed you, but you sacrificed your career for me to start mine." You smiled up at him. "And I'm grateful for that." You leaned up and lightly pressed a kiss to his cheek.

As your lips moved away from Brian's cheek he took a chance and connected his moth with yours. A soft moan left your mouth as he pulled you onto his lap, holding you in his arms like you were always there.

"Bri," You sighed softly as you pulled back from him, "Please," A soft sob left your throat as you rested your forehead against his. "I missed you."

Brian nodded, "I know, love," He reached up and brushed some of your fallen hair out of your face. "Can you forgive me? I should never have left you-"

You crashed your lips against his in a much hungrier kiss, smothering his words. Your hands tangled in his dark curls as you moved closer to him the best you could in the back of the van.

"Oy! Can you not fuck in my van." Roger scowled at the pair of you as he stood holding a heavy box of stuff.

You hid your face in Brian's shoulder as the two of you stood up and moved our of Roger's way.

"Come to mine tomorrow night? Let me cook for you." You smiled bashfully at Brian. "Then we can talk, and... Uh, you know."

Brian raised his eyebrow, once again surprised by you. "Okay, as long as Lucy doesn't -"

"We don't live together anymore." You smiled. "I have my own place." And that was just one of the many things that had changed in last seven months. "Please, Brian?" You pouted and battered your eyelashes.

Brian let out a soft sigh, smirking to himself as he nodded. "I look forward to it."

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"Brian," You quickly glanced around the empty class room as you hurried in.

Thanks to Lucy opening a bottle of wine (or two) you never got chance to call Brian last night or that morning. You woke up on the sofa with a banging headache and barely any time to get ready or get to class on time.

"I need to talk to you."

Brian shook his head as he wrote something on the board behind his desk. "After class, Y/N, please. Good afternoon, everyone." Brian greeted everyone as the entered behind you. He turned his gaze to, "Take your seat please, Y/N,"

"But I rea-"

"Now." Brian narrowed his brow.

You scoffed and quickly took your seat, noting Gwilym was yet to fill his.

Brian started his lecture, oblivious to your odd behaviour, but that was mostly due to him having his back to you for the best part of an hour.

"Y/N, you've not written any notes." Brian stood by your side, seeing you hadn't even opened your notebook. "Are you strug-"

"No, I'm not bloody struggling." You hissed, glaring up at him.

Brian breathed out deeply, flaring his nostrils. "Does this have something to do with that chat you were wanting?"

"Yes, actually, it does." You quickly stood up from your seat and made towards the door.

Brian followed after you trying his best not to show his annoyance with your bratty behaviour. "What the hell are you playing at?" Brian hissed as the two of you stood in a safe distance from the classroom.

"M'sorry, Brian, but it's important." Your bottom lip began to tremble. Guilt settled in the pit of your stomach, you shouldn't have taken it out on Brian. "I was meant to call you last night but- oh, God." You burst in to tears, covering your face with your hands as you sobbed.

"Y/N," Brian wrapped an arm around you. "What is it?"

You took in a deep breath. "Gwilym knows about about us, and has that picture."

Brian's stomach knotted with dread. "H-How?"

"Lucy found it and started teasing me about my 'new boyfriend', just as he and Rami walked in." You looked up to meet his gaze. "M'sorry, Brian. I tried telling him it wasn't what he was thinking, but- I'm so, so sorry-"

"Shh," Brian pulled you a little closer to him, desperately wanting to kiss away your tears. "It's okay, Y/N. It's okay."

"No it's not," You sobbed, "I've ruined everything."

"No you haven't, love." Brian gently ran his thumbs over your cheeks to wipe your tears away. He frowned, knowing what he had to do. "I'll sort it, don't worry." Brian smiled at you softly as he gently cupped your face. "We best, keep some distance for a while, okay?"

"Okay," You nodded looking down, feeling your bottom lip begin to tremble again.

Brian let out a soft sigh, "Why don't you leave early, Y/N." Brian offered you a smile, although it was nowhere near as happy as it had been. "Go on," Brian nodded and let you go without saying another word.

He leaned against the wall for support, feeling sick as he thought about what he had to do. ----------

"Y/N?" You lifted your head from under your pillow as your bedroom door opened and Gwilym walked in.

Your brow creased as you sat up and wiped your tears away. "Gwil, what are you doing here? If you've come to have a go or-"

"I haven't." Gwilym sighed and stepped into your room, making sure to shut the door behind him. "I've come to apologize."

"You what?"

Gwilym sat beside you with a heavy sigh. "M'sorry, Y/N. I shouldn't have acted the way I did."

You frowned and shook your head. "You had every right to after seeing that picture." You winced thinking about that damn polaroid.

Gwilym shook his head with a heavy sigh. "Right, but I should have let you explain. Professor May, he came and found me at work." He shook his head as he ran his hand through his hair. "He explained that the two of you bumped into each other before Christmas."

You nodded. "You could say that." You shook your head with a sigh. "He told you about being in a band then?"

Gwilym's eyes widened as he nodded. "Yeah. That was a little surprising." He chuckled.

The two of you sat in silence for a moment before you cleared your throat. "I'm sorry."

Gwilym shook his head with a small chuckle, "No, Y/N, I am. I had no right being so pissed off." He smiled at you as he placed a hand on your shoulder giving it a soft squeeze. "Friends?"

You moaned around the material, nodding. Brian stepped back from you to admire your red arse and dripping pussy whilst he freed his hard cock. The sound of Brian's belt clinking behind you, whilst you were bent over his desk in his classroom was dangerous and thrilling, that alone had you wet.

Brian delivered one last slap to your plump buttocks before he spread them with one hand and used the other to guide his cock in between your wet folds.

"Oh, fuck." Brian groaned as he sank into your warmth. "Fuuuuck, you're so tight, baby girl."

You moaned around your panties, your fingers wrapping around the edge of the desk. Brian pulled back as he grabbed a hold of your cheeks, his thick cock stretching you as he sped up his movements.

"Fuck. You're so naughty, aren't you baby girl. You wanted this, didn't you? Hmm? You wanted me to fuck you over my desk."

You nodded moaning a muffled 'yes, sir' around your panties. Brian slammed into you harder, showing no mercy as he reached forwards and wrapped his hand around your throat, lifting you up off his desk slightly.

He let out a deep groan. "Oh, God, you feel so good, baby girl."

Your muffled moans mixed with Brian's groans as he slammed into you, squeezing a little tighter around your throat as your pussy tightened around his cock.

"Can I come?" You moaned out around your panties the best you could.

Brian let out a breathy chuckle. "No." He snapped. You cried out in frustration. "You're going to take, everything, I give you, and be a good little girl." He released his hold on your throat and grabbed a hold of your hips.

You cried out as Brian hit harder, deeper inside of you until he stilled with a deep growl. His hot cum filling you up.

"Now," Brian panted, slowly withdrawing from inside of you. He reached round and pulled your balled up panties out of your mouth. He helped you up and turned you to face him, holding your panties up. "Put them on."

You nodded, and like the good girl you were, you quickly bent over and pulled them on. Once they were in place, keeping Brian's cum in place too, you stood up straight and looked up to Brian with big innocent eyes.

Brian shook his head as he fastened his belt, "Don't look at me like that."

"But, I wasn't flirting. Maybe I did, wear the skirt on purpose, but I wasn't flirting with, Gwilym. I swear. He's a friend of Lucy's new boyfriend-"

"Shh," Brian placed his index finger to your lips with a soft smile. "Are you okay? I wasn't too rough, was I?" He asked as he moved his hand to cup your cheek. You gave him a smile, nodding. "You were such a good girl for me. I promise, tonight I'll reward you." He smiled a little more, leaning in and pressing his lips against yours.

Brian let you leave his classroom with the promise of picking you up later so the two of you could spend the weekend together.

You couldn't believe what the last month had been like.

When you woke on the morning of New Year's Day, Brian was laying beside you asleep. You weren't sure what was going to happen, and although you were worried and a little scared, you were happy. You decided to do as Brian had done the morning after your first time together and made the two of you on a cup of tea.

"I thought you'd left." Brian stood in the doorway to the kitchen with a sleepy smile, his hair all over the place and his dressing gown tied around him.

You shook your head, handing him his drink. "I'm too old for an awkward morning after a one night stand." You smirked a little up at him, using his words.

Brian let out a heavy sigh as he stepped closer to you, folding the collar of his shirt down that you were wearing. "We've got a lot to talk about, haven't we?"

You nodded biting your bottom lip as you ran your eyes over him. "Are you naked?" You raised a curious eyebrow at him.

Brian chuckled, pulling at the shirt you wore. "Are you?"

The two of you had been extremely careful. You promised nothing would ever happen whilst you were in school, that was asking for trouble. But Brian fucking you over his desk in the classroom obviously ended that rule. You hadn't changed too much in your everyday life to bring too much attention to yourself. It wasn't like you did anything, anyway. You just had a few 'extra study classes in the library' if Lucy ever asked. Plus Lucy had started seeing Rami so she was hardly at the flat, meaning you were free to spend the weekends with Brian without question.

"Oh," You chewed on your bottom lip anxiously as you thought about Brian's question. "Do you think it's a good idea?" You asked Brian as you entered his flat.

Brian chuckled. "Safer than fucking you over my desk."

You gasped, playfully hitting Brian's  shoulder. "Brian."

"What?" He chuckled, "It is." He smiled putting his briefcase down. "Look, we don't have to go, okay? I just thought..." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as the two of you walked over to the sofa. "I never get to show you off. I thought this would be the safest time to do just that." He smiled shyly as the two of you sat on the sofa. "And, I know we don't do anything together. Thought it'd be something different than sitting around here."

You smiled up at him. "Oh, Bri, you don't need to show me off. And I love just sitting around here."

Brian nodded, "Still... Plus, Freddie says we have to go, so,"

You rolled your eyes playfully. "We best go then."

"We best had." He grinned, slipping his arm around you. "It'll be fun, love."

You nodded as you chewed on your bottom lip in thought. "I don't have anything to wear with me." You thought aloud to yourself. "I'll have to go back to mine."

"Don't worry about that, love. Why don't we go shopping tomorrow? We'll buy you something nice."

"By we, you mean you." You gave him a pointed look, slowly turning into a smirk as Brian began to grin at you. "Okay. Nothing too expensive."

"Deal!" Brian pressed a kiss to your cheek before he jumped up from the sofa. "I'll give Fred a call. He'll be happy to know we can make it."

You watched Brian walk into the kitchen with a smile. Anxiety and fear of going somewhere your relationship with Brian was out in the open ate away at you, but there was a little part of you that was excited. You never did anything daring, or unlike you, so what the hell. You were going to be with Brian and his friends. You were safe.

You'd only just told Freddie and the others who you exactly were to Brian. A mix of emotions was putting it lightly.

Freddie thought it was scandalous and loved that you had a forbidden love thing going on. (You chose not to address the use of the 'L'-word.) John thought the two of you were playing with fire, which of course you were. He also asked the questions you'd been telling yourself to not think about, 'How long do you see it lasting?', 'Is it worth it?', 'Is Brian just using you?', 'Are you just using Brian?'. And then there was Roger. He didn't say much, just sat with a shit-eating grin on his face before asking Brian how it felt to have a twenty-something to suck your cock.

Brian answered with, 'For Christ sake, Roger', in his disappointed professor tone that had you rubbing your thighs together.

"Now," Brian walked back into the living room. "Would you like to eat food before I eat you or after?" He smirked standing in front of you.

You covered your face with your hands and laughed. "Oh, God," You groaned. "After, so I don't have to hear any more of your dad jokes." You giggled and got up of the sofa, making your way into his room. "I was hoping..."

Your voice drifted off as you moved away from where Brian was standing. He was old enough to be a dad. He scowled to himself as he thought about himself being old enough to be your father. He let out a heavy groan, one of the many things John had pointed out to him cane back to haunt him.

"Brian," You called out from the doorway. As he lifted his head his mouth dropped open making you grin. "Are you coming?"

"He said he'd end up being late in the morning so it was just better for him to sleep in my room." Brian sighed.

"You mean he's drunk?"

"Yes." Brian chuckled softly. "I miss you," He whispered.

"I miss you too, Bri..." You smiled at the thought of him. "I can't wait to see you." You admitted.

"Me neither. You're going to look so beautiful tomorrow, baby girl." You could hear his grin. "Can't wait to kiss you... amongst other things." He chuckled making you laugh at him. "You should try to get some sleep, love... We'll be getting up before long."

You grinned, excitement bubbling inside of you. "I will, Bri, goodnight," You whispered, "I love you."

With a more relaxed state of mind, you fell easily asleep as you thought about Brian, and what tomorrow would bring for the two of you.

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"Are you decent?" Roger called out after opening the hotel room door enough to stick his head in. He grinned at you as you turned to face him, smiling yourself.

"You know I am."

"Shame. Was hoping to get a peek before you married puddle-bao." Roger teased as he walked into your room followed by Freddie and John.

"I'm sure future Mrs May isn't in the mood for your perverted thoughts." Freddie grinned at you. He held his hands out in front of him and took yours in his, bringing them to his lips. "You look beautiful, darlin'." He smiled as he took in the sight of you.

John smiled as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug. "Gorgeous, love,"

Roger nodded agreeing with his friends, "Too good to marry Brian." He winked making you laugh.

"God, I'm nervous." You let out a nervous laugh. "Is Brian okay? Is he having second thoughts? I'm worried he might regret all this with me."

"Relax, love," Roger chuckled as he pulled you into a hug and pressed a kiss to your cheek. "Everything is fine. Brian can't wait to see you, love, right lads?"

"He's very excited."

John nodded, "And if it was anyone who was going to do a runner, it would most likely be you. Once you had realised Brian was an old man and-"

"Shut up, Deaky."

"Why would you say that? What's wrong with you?" Freddie told John off, making you smile as the three of them began to bicker.

There was a knock on the hotel door followed by, "Y/N?"

"Brian?" You called out in a panic as you moved towards the door, only to have Roger stand in front of you telling you to stay put.

He opened the door just enough for him to stick his head out. "What?" He frowned at Brian.

Brian let out a frustrated sigh. "I want to give Y/N something, Rog."

"Can't it wait?"

"No, it bloody can't wait." Brian huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Just move, Roger," Brian pushed Roger's head out the way. "Y/N, love?"

"I'm here, Brian," You laughed softly as you moved towards the door. Roger stayed where he was so neither of you could take a peek at one another. "What is it, love?"

"I know you said you weren't bothered about doing the whole traditional thing of something old and what have you because your parents aren't here."

When you had shared the news of your engagement with your parents, they were not at all happy. In fact, halfway through telling them, the phone line went dead. When you tried to call them back the line just rang on. Three weeks it took to get in touch with them, and that was only because Jim had been the one to call them. 'Don't bother sending us an invitation.' You had been disowned by your parents, and as long as you were with Brian, you would be.

You had told Brian whilst you were discussing wedding plans that you weren't really bothered about doing the whole traditional stuff like 'something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue', because when you were little your mother had always told you, you would be given your grandmothers ring as your something old.

"But I wanted you to know, you can still do it. I know it meant a lot to you, and even though it's not the same as your grandmother's," Brian put his left hand through the crack in the door, "I wanted you to have this."

You took the small golden ring from his hand with a gasp. "Oh, Brian," You grinned at his pinkie ring that laid in the middle of your palm.

"You're something old or borrowed if you want." He chuckled softly as he held onto the side of the door.

"I love it, Brian, thank you." You reached out and placed your hand over the top of his, "Thank you."

"Alright, alright," Roger pushed your hand off Brian's, "We've got a show to do soon, come on." He shut the door in Brian's face making you chuckle as Brian cursed him on the other side.

You looked down to Brian's pinkie ring as you slipped it onto your right pinkie finger. God, you loved him. You couldn't wait to be Mrs May.

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Even though the bed wasn't yours, the one that you shared with Brian, it didn't feel as unfamiliar this time.

Brian kissed you softly and lovingly as the two of you moved with one another. He held you in his arms as he slowly pushed his hips back and forth, filling you up with his cock as the two of you made love, as husband and wife.

"Say it again..." Brian breathed softly against your skin with a grin. "Tell me you love... Mrs May,"

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With Brian's help your little physics problem seemed easy to understand, and what you thought would take hours only took one, so why were you still sat in the same spot a couple of hours later.

"I don't blame you for not wanting to spend any longer there." Brian shook his head in disbelief after listening to your story about your parents. "I for one, think you're doing exceptionally well, and you're going to go on to do great things." He smiled at you making you blush and look down to your hands.

"Oh, hmm, thank you."

Brian nodded, tapping his long fingers on top of the table. "Uhm, so, do you know what you want, to do after college? Or are you still unsure?"

You let out a soft sigh, "Well, something to do with medicine... I think. That's what I've been studying for anyway."

Brian nodded with a small smile. "So, you want to become a Doctor?"

You shrugged, "I'm not sure, actually. Lucy thinks I should be a nurse." You rolled your eyes playfully.

"I think you'd look good as a nurse," Brian said without thinking. He quickly sat up and cleared his throat. "I mean, I can see you, doing that because, you're so, lovely, and-" Brian sighed at himself as you showed your amusement with a giggle.

You liked seeing him like this, blushing and a mumbling mess instead of the stern, so sure of himself 'professor'.

"I get what you mean." You reassured him with a smile.

Brian let out a short huff. "I'm glad one of us does." He cracked a smile making you giggle.

"What are your plans for New Year's Eve? Are 'the band' playing a 'gig'?" You used air quotes as you grinned cheekily at him making Brian laugh.

"Fortunately not, wouldn't want to ruin the start of anyone's new year." He joked. "Freddie's throwing one of his famous parties that I have to attend." He rolled his eyes dramatically. "What about you, love? Out partying with your friends?"

You shook your head. "Not this year. Lucy has a date with the boy she took home before Christmas, so I'll be spending it on my own in front of the TV."

Brian frowned slightly. The thought of you being alone caused something in him to do... something. "Oh, that doesn't sound much fun."

You shrugged, "It'll be fine."

Brian nodded with a soft sigh and rubbed his forehead. "I don't think I'll be able to enjoy myself knowing you're all alone."

"I'll be fine." You smiled at him. "Most likely won't even make it to midnight." You let out a sigh. "What an exciting life I live." You joked making Brian laugh.

There was another silence between the two of you before Brian cleared his throat and looked up to meet your gaze. "What if I said I might have an idea?" He gave you a devilish smile, filling your stomach with nerves and excited butterflies.

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This had to be by far the stupidest thing you've ever done. Your leg bounced nervously in the footwell as you looked out of the passenger's window, worrying about what you were about to do.

"Hey," Brian reached over and placed his hand over yours that was tapping your knee repeatedly. He took his eyes off the road to briefly look at you and smiled. "What did we say? Hmm?"

"No need to worry, I won't know anyone." You nodded as you recited his words from earlier.

Brian had suggested that you go to Freddie's party with him as his date. You were shocked by his casual attitude towards the whole situation.

"There's absolutely no way in hell, you will know anyone there."

And of course, he was right, but it was still a bad idea. He was your professor for crying out loud.

"Well, yeah, but we've already shagged so-" He shrugged and grinned cheekily at you making you blush, "I promise, we'll just go as friends. I'm still technically, not your professor until next week."

You nodded at him, although he couldn't see you since he was looking back at the road. "I know no one will know me, but what if someone-"

"Y/N," Brian spoke as he pulled up outside of a house that was lit up like a Christmas tree. He turned to look at you once he'd shut the car off and smiled. "I wouldn't have suggested this if I thought there was any chance of this going wrong. We're both completely free to enjoy ourselves tonight. Besides, just friends, right?" He smiled slightly.

You nodded, feeling a little disheartened. "Friends."

Brian grinned, "C'mon,"

The two of you got out of his car. Brian quickly jogged round to your side and held his hand out for you, and you happily took it, liking the way his much larger hand surrounded yours. Then the two of you made your way into the party.

You were nervous as well because you were wearing a rather revealing dress. To stop Lucy being suspicious, you packed a bag of clothes and met Brian in a quiet coffee shop that no one you knew went near before he took you to his to get ready for the party. He helped you pick an outfit that would be perfect for the evening, which was a strapless figure-hugging black dress that came to your knees.

"BRIAN!" Freddie bounded up to you, pulling Brian into a big hug. He pulled back and smiled at you. "And, Brian's date. Hello,"

"Hello," You blushed with a shy smile.

Brian chuckled and put his arm around your shoulders, hoping to comfort you. "This is, Y/N, Fred. Remember, from that night at the pub-"

"Of course!" Freddie cut Brian off Your friends left you." Freddie nodded. "Bastards." He huffed making you giggle. "Well, it's lovely to meet you again, darlin' and might I add, you're looking drop-dead GORGEOUS!" He took your hand and raised it in the air. "Beautiful."

"Oh, thank you." You blushed even more.

"Come. I'll introduce you to Roger and John. Brian, go get your lovely girlfriend a drink." Freddie ordered as he walked off away from Brian still holding your hand, not giving either of you chance to correct him.

You looked over your shoulder to see Brian's curls slowly disappear in the crowd.

"Deaky!" Freddie walked up to brunette with a smile, placing his hand on his shoulder to get his attention. "John, meet Y/N, Brian's date."

"Oh, hello." He smiled, holding his hand out to you. "Nice to meet you."

You smiled back, "And you."

"And this here," Freddie turned you to a blonde man beside him. "This is Roger. Roger, darlin', this is Y/N, Brian's date."

Roger's face screwed up slightly. "Where's she come from?"

Freddie rolled his eyes. "They met at that pub we played at before Christmas. That night you had to take his guitar home."

Roger's eyes widened, along with his smile. "Ah, you're the one who's knickers I found on the floor."

Your eyes widened. You'd forgotten about that. In fact, you never got those back off Brian.

"It's nice to meet you, love." Roger smiled as he took your hand in his.

You nodded, "You too."

Roger let go of your hand, looking you up and down as he did. "How in the hell did Brian manage to get you into bed?" He chuckled.

"Roger," Freddie scolded with a small smirk. "At least let the poor girl get a drink in her before you start teasing her."

Roger was about to say something in return when Brian appeared by your side with a drink for you. He looked between his friends than to you with a soft frown. "What's happened?"

You shook your head with a small laugh. "Roger was just telling me how he's had his hands on my knickers." You smirked up at him, taking the offered drink from his hand.

Brian's mouth fell open. "W-What?"

Laughter erupted from the four of you as Brian looked confused.

"Oh, I like her already, darlin'." Freddie grinned. "Why didn't you tell us you were seeing someone, Brian?"

You blushed looking up to Brian, taking a big sip of your drink as he looked from you to his friends. "Oh, um, because we're just friends, Fred."

"Friends?" Roger asked, scoffing when Brian nodded his head. "Friends who've already shagged." He smirked, sending you a wink as you blushed even more.

Brian rolled his eyes, "Yes, Roger." Brian sighed, slipping his arm around your shoulders. "C'mon, love, I'll go introduce you to some other friends." You nodded, waving a quick goodbye to the boys as Brian took you away from them.

As the night went on, you found yourself talking more and more to not only Brian but his friends too. At one point you even danced with Freddie and John. The entire time Brian kept his eye on you, mostly to make sure you were enjoying yourself and you were safe, but also because he couldn't help himself. You look so beautiful.

"Alright everyone, it's almost MIDNIGHT!" Freddie stood in front of everyone as the music was lowered and the countdown began.

"What's your new year's resolution?" You asked Brian as the two of you stood together.

Brian thought about it as he wrapped his around your waist.

Throughout the night the two of you drank and relaxed, forgetting you shouldn't be doing what you were, and let yourself just be. Your hands clasped together more and more, you pressed more and more kisses to Brian's cheek. He even pressed a kiss or two to your forehead.

"I'm going to be, a little nicer in my lectures. Let people know if they're doing well." He smiled softly down at you. "What about you, love?"

You smiled as your arm snaked around his waist. "I'm not going to be scared to go to my professor's office hours." You blushed.

Brian's brow creased, "You're scared? Why?"

You shrugged. "It's daft, really, but I thought because you were being so hard on me, that you hated me, so I didn't want to waste my time."

"I'm sorry, Y/N, that's the last thing I wanted. My door is always open to you." He smiled.

"Ready everyone?! 10... 9... 8..."

You counted down along with everyone, excited for the new year to start. As the last few numbers came along you looked up to meet Brian's gaze.

"... 2... 1... HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

Brian's hand cupped your cheek as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours to celebrate the new year. The two of you pulled back after a few seconds with matching smiles as you stared into one another's eyes.

You reached up, pulling Brian's face closer to yours so you could press a harder kiss to his lips this time. He kissed back, his arms wrapping around your body as your tongues tangled with one another. This wasn't meant to be happening but you couldn't stop it. You needed this to happen. You wanted it.

"WHEY! GO ON BRI!" Roger shouted as he walked past the two of you, causing the two of you to break your intense kiss.

Brian didn't look away from you as he reached up and cupped your face in his hands. "Are you sure?" He whispered, his eyes moving between yours and your lips, desperate to taste you again.

You nodded. "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." You smiled up at him, making Brian grin before he leaned back in to press his lips against yours.

"Let's go home." He whispered against your mouth.

Gwilym let out a heavy sigh. "Just shut up."

"What's he done now?" Ben asked as he and Rami joined the pair at the table.

Gwilym shook his head, "Nothing,"

"I haven't said anything other than the truth," Joe argued.

Ben raised his eyebrow. "Which is?"

"Gwilym's stalking of Y/N. It's weird."

Ben and Rami nodded agreeing with Joe. "Especially if you don't know anything about her." Rami reminded the lack of knowledge he had of you.

Gwilym sighed deeply, "Can we drop it, please?" He turned away from the three of them and began to walk off in the opposite direction to have them follow after him.

"Why don't you try and find out something about her?" Ben asked.

"Just don't google her, that doesn't work," Joe added. "What?" He asked as the others turned to look at him with questioning looks. "I was curious to who Brian May's  secret fourth child was." He shrugged. "She doesn't exist according to Wikipedia."

"And you believe everything you read on there, do you?" Rami rolled his eyes dramatically as if Freddie was coming back life before them.

"Tell you what, let's ask Roger," Ben spoke whilst walking over to where Roger was stood talking to Sarina. "Rog, got a second?"

"Ben!" Gwilym's eyes widened.

Joe and Rami quickly followed the blonde, eager to know more about the mystery daughter of Brian May.

Roger raised his eyebrow as he looked at his double. "What do you lot want?"

"What do you know about, Y/N?" Ben asked.

Roger frowned at the younger man. "M'sorry?"

"Ben," Gwilym groaned drawing Roger's attention to him.

"I think what Ben means, Roger is we'd like to know some things about, Y/N." Rami smiled. "Gwilym fancies her-"

"I don't!" Gwilym's face burned bright red as Roger and Sarina smirked knowingly at him. "I mean-"

"Aw, look at him." Sarina teased making everyone laugh except Gwilym who was blushing even more.

Roger chuckled, "Fair enough." He nodded, glancing around to see if you were about. He knew how you hated people talking about you.

You were ever so shy and you preferred being as far away as possible from the spotlight.

"I'm assuming you're not so subtly asking about Y/N's real parents." He looked between the four boys who were all nodding.

"Anita was working with Y/N's mum when she was about 5 years old. After spending so much time with both of them whilst Anita was filming, they stayed in touch with each other. Anita and Brian watched Y/N grow up, you know, they had this bond. It was a good thing really, Y/N's dad has never been in the picture and when Y/N's mum was hit by a drunk driver and died, Brian was the first person she asked for and they took her in.

"A few months later and they were fostering her. A year later, I think Y/N was about ten, maybe eleven... and the pair of them had adopted her." Roger smiled to himself. "Having Y/N here is a big deal for Brian. When her birth mother died it really knocked Y/N's confidence. She used to love being on set with her mother, and Anita. He was gonna be this big stage star, or so she used to say when she was little but that all change because of some drunk idiot." He glared into space.

Gwilym's heart broke for you. "Dear God," He ran his hand down his face, "Is she okay?"

Roger nodded with a soft chuckle. "It's been fifteen years, Gwilym, I think she's okay." Roger gave his shoulder a gentle pat. "Why don't you go talk to her?" He nodded over to where you were just entering the room with Brian.

Gwilym gulped as he looked over nodding. "Yeah, okay..."

You tried to listen to what your dad was saying but you couldn't really focus on what he was saying as Gwilym was looking at you.

"Y/N?" Brian raised his eyebrow at you. "Everything okay, love?"

You nodded, "Fine, dad," You smiled at him.

Brian gave you sceptical look and looked over his shoulder, "Ah," He smiled to himself. "Would you like me to leave you alone?"

"With who?"

Brian nodded his head towards Gwilym as he came to a stop beside you. "Am I interrupting?" He smiled nervously at you.

You shook your head glancing up to your dad.

Brian rolled his eyes. "What can we do for you, Gwilym?" Brian smiled kindly at the younger man.

"Oh, well, I was just wondering if, Y/N, would like to go for a drink?" He blushed and nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

Your brow knitted together as you turned your head to look at your smug dad. "Is this something to do with you?"

"What? No." Brian scoffed.

"Oh no, no," Gwilym shook his head quickly as he took another step closer to you. "Roger told me to." He chuckled.

"He what?"

Gwilym's eyes widened. "I mean he convinced me." He let out a nervous chuckle as he ran his hand over the back of his neck.

You frowned at him, "What do you mean 'convinced' you?"

"Oh... well... I was, a little nervous, and, he told us about your... hmm, mum, and, I thought you'd like to talk-"

"Ah, right, now I understand," You looked over to where your Uncle Roger was stood with the others, watching you. "You found out my mum was killed and thought you'd come over here and give me some pity. Well, I don't need it, thank you very much." You huffed and barged past him, not giving him a chance to explain.

Gwilym's eyes were wide as he stood frozen to the spot. "I-" Gwilym turned to look at Brian with a confused look. "I don't- what did I do?"

Brian rolled his eyes dramatically. "You fucked that up, didn't you." He shook his head. Gwilym opened his mouth like a goldfish as he turned his head and looked over his shoulder to where the others were stood watching with shocked expressions. "Oh, for- Go talk to her, Gwilym!" Brian shoved his shoulder to make him move.

You were making your way out of the studio when Gwilym found you.

"Y/N," He called out to you as he ran up to you. "Please, wait,"

You scoffed, "Why? So you can tell me how sorry you are about my mum. I know you're sorry, everyone is always sorry, Gwil. But it was a long time ago, and-"

Gwilym cut your long rant off by pressing his lips against yours in a hard kiss. He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You moaned against his lips and grabbed at his shirt, pulling him closer to you.

"Just stop talking, please." Gwilym let out a slow breath.

"I thought you wanted me to talk?"

Gwilym rolled his eyes playfully and smiled at you. "I do. Not because Roger told me what happened to your mum but, because I've been wanting to know since we met. Ben was the one to demand Roger told us something about you. I just wanted to get to know you because... I liked you, an-"

You leaned up and pressed your lips against Gwilym's shutting him up. "Do you want me to talk?" You smirked playfully at him as you stepped back from him.

Gwilym nodded, "Right... sorry." He chuckled rubbing his hand over the back of his neck nervously. "So, hmm, would you like to go for a drink later? And talk?" Gwilym smiled softly at you.

You nodded biting your bottom lip, your blush deepening, "I would." You smiled up at him. Something behind him caught your eye and made you uncomfortable. "You should go back."

Gwilym's eyebrows knitted together. "What do you mean?" You nodded your head behind him. Gwilym looked over his shoulder and let out a loud groan, "Oh for fucks sake, piss off!" He shouted at the others as they tried to poorly hide out of sight.

"God, this is embarrassing." You hid your face in your hands as Gwilym pulled you into a hug laughing.

"They're not that bad." Gwilym chuckled.

"I didn't mean them," You pointed over your shoulder to where your dad and Uncle Roger were stood grinning to themselves.