
Since the overjoyed look hadn't left his features yet, Y/N assumed he was oblivious to what he just did. "Are the rest of the lads upstairs?" he asked. Roger, on the other hand, seemed unfazed. Roger obliged, sloppily setting her on the ground, and pressing a quick kiss to her lips out of excitement. Y/N tapped his shoulder, silently asking to be put down, but was wearing a smile herself. "Holy shit!" he laughed, spinning her excitedly around. The laugh was cut short when Roger wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to the stairwell's landing. Of course I'm serious, you twat!" Y/N laughed. "No, this is all just a cruel joke to get you all to hate me. "What?! Are you serious?!" Roger exclaimed. "You all are going on a tour of America." Roger's face lit up instantly at the news, his eyes practically sparkling up at her from the stair below. What was so urgent?" Roger said out of breath. Suddenly, Roger rounded a turn in the stairwell, nearly running into Y/N. After a year and a half, Y/N finally felt like she'd made the boy's proud. Happiness was still pumping through her veins as she bounded down the steps. The remote buzzer on her intercom had been broken for months, so she darted out the door to let him in manually.
#NTONE DESKTOP INTERCOM FREE#
She broke free from the group, making her way to her door. "That's Rog, I'll go let him into the building," Y/N said, though it was muffled by Brian's chest, as they were all still hugging each other tightly. It was quickly followed by the buzzing on Y/N's intercom. Somehow over the commotion, Y/N heard the rumbling of Roger's overworked engine in front of her building. They embraced their manager, shouting congratulations and thank yous, excitement tightly grabbing hold of all of them. It seemed that moment was when they all realized what she said, as they all jumped to their feet. Y/N couldn't contain her excitement any longer and she finally let a wide smile loose. "You booked us a tour of America?" Deaky asked the question on the band members' minds. "Have you boys gone deaf recently?" she teased and crossed her arms over her chest. There was a flatness to their voices that showed just how genuinely shocked they were initially. I've already put one together." No, that was the look she wished she could capture. "Maybe we can map out a tour there soon?" Brian directed his question at Y/N, who already had a knowing smile. "That's fantastic!" Freddie said in the same moment. The reactions from the boys was something she wished she got a photo of all their mouths dropped open almost simultaneously. Top 10 last I checked," she said with a small smile. "After only two months, Sheer Heart Attack has reached the charts in the U.S. She walked back to her coffee table, standing opposite the band members. The giddiness of the situation got the better of her. Despite her desire to tell all of them at once, Y/N couldn't help it. Her focus was pulled away from the window. We can catch him up later," Freddie insisted. She stalked over to her front window, scanning the street below for any sign of Roger, but turned up with nothing. "I don't want to tell you until you're all here," Y/N sighed. Tell us the good news," Freddie said confidently, which gave Y/N a warm feeling in her chest. "Yee have little faith in our fearless manager. "Now, is this champagne celebratory or is it to soften the blow that no one wants to work with us?" Deaky asked, picking up the bottle of champagne from her coffee table. That and the fact that she remained standing as they sat. There was a seriousness to her tone that made it clear she had something important to tell them. Sit down." Y/N pointed to the couch, which they filed onto at her order. "Well, you could have told us whatever it is over the phone," Brian countered, earning a shove from Y/N. "I told you guys to hurry over an hour ago, where have you been? Roger's not even with you!" Y/N said frustratedly as three members of Queen filtered through her front door.
