The End Of Us, Sid Vicious X OC

Touring...where?

A/N: Soooo a lot of shit goes down in this chapter and it's really all over the place so ya know u kinda have to pay attention.
love you all, i have something major planned for this chapter so just let me know what you thin k because i'm not too sure about how this chapter turned out but i think i put a lot of effort into it.

"fuck sake Malcolm, i know we're not great shakes but the bass player has to keep the beat." Paul groaned, Steve nodded in agreement.
"yeah we have to turn his amp off half of the time, we'll be playing one thing he'll be playing a fucking nother" Steve agreed as he took a drag from his cigarette. Malcolm chuckled "lads i sympathize but Sidney is not just a bass player he's a fabulous disaster" Malcolm was cut off when the phone began to ring.

"yeah well it's not just him that's jumped up is it?" Johnny asked rhetorically "yes well the problem isn't Sid as you well know its-"

Phoebe got fed up of hearing the phone ring so she answered it, placing it to her ear "Hello?"
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she took the phone from her ear and cover the bottom end with her hand "it's vulgy" she announced before going back on the phone "what's up" she asked.

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"she wants you to book em a suite at Ecco's hotel" she said and Malcolm huffed "i want a suite" Paul chimed in. "i want a fucking suite as well" Steve agreed as he shook his head "Boys it's alright, Phoebe call Ecco's hotel for me would you?" Malcolm said before getting up, he clapped his hands together.

"where are you going?" Steve asked as he watched Malcolm walk out of the room "business" Malcolm replied simply and left the boys on their own.
"This is all your fault John" Steve said towards Johnny, "how's it my fault?" Johnny asked shocked "it was your fucking idea to bring him into the band, now we've got two fucking Junkie's to babysit" Steve replied angrily.

Johnny huffed "fuck off" he said and got up and walked out of the door. "I wish Glen was still in the band" Paul admitted, Steve nodded and thinned his lips "yeah, me too"

Three days later

"Touring where?"

"America my boy, well a tour of the old country Dallas, Louisiana, San Antonio, Memphis etc." Malcolm spoke cheerily over the phone "so big venues and stuff?" Steve asked excitedly, Malcolm hummed over the phone "well bigger do's than what you're doing now anyway." Steve smiled excitedly.
"have you told the others yet?" he asked. "no not yet, i'll be holding a meeting with the rest of the group but there's one pressing matter we'll need to discuss." Malcolm said and immediately Steve knew what he was talking about.

"we can't have them stay here any longer, the police have been called, substances confiscated, they've even been hanging out of the windows." the man said as he guided Phoebe and some other guy who she'd brought, he was a friend of hers and she'd brought him for 'backup' even though she didn't need it.

as the man walked further up the stairs all of the four members of staff along with Phoebe, jumped as Vanity dropped from the window outside, she dangled in front of it upside down and her eyes widened as she saw the black haired girl stood with all of the hotel staff. "Phoebe Hi!" she yelled, it sounded like she was underwater due to her being behind the glass.

"SID! we've got company!" she shouted as she tried to look up, she had a giant smile on her face as she flapped her arms around "pull me up!" She shouted to Sid, the faint sound of him giggling could be heard and Vanity soon disappeared. "Where's she gone?" Phoebe asked, the man looked at her with a concerned look "up on the roof" he spluttered before rushing up to the roof, Phoebe soon following.