& if it's fate, our paths will cross again x3

Chapter 12: Vince Is #VEXED

"Vince, what happened?" He's sitting in front of a soundboard listening to his music with headphones. "I called you, why didn't you pick up your phone?" I'm coming closer but he's focused on his work. "Did anything happen yesterday?" I'm pulling off one side of his headphone. "What are you doing here yet?" "No one opened the door at your apartment so I thought I'd find you here." He's putting the headphones off but doesn't seem excited to see me. "Why did you think it would be a good idea to invite him in my car?" "I don't know, maybe you could talk about everything and get along better." Vince gets up and closes the door I left open. "No, I don't want to talk to him if it ain't necessary." "Good to know, see you later then." I'm about to leave because I feel like I've interrupted Vince's work and he doesn't seem to be communicative but he grabs my shoulders as I want to open the door behind him. "Don't go." He's pushing me backwards until I fall onto the chair he sat on before. "I didn't want to interrupt you..." Vince bends over to me: "You did, but it's okay." He slowly starts kissing me. "Vince, we're not at home." "So what? No one's here." We continue kissing and I can feel his hands getting lower on my body as he's sitting down on my lap. I wonder if he's locked the door. His hands open the zip of my trousers. "Vince..." "Shh, don't worry." He whispers in my ear before he starts riding me. I put my arms around him, pulling his warm body closer to me. I'm closing my eyes and let go of my fear that someone will walk in. As I'm coming, I'm hugging him even tighter, breathing in his smell while he's kissing my face.
A knock brings me back to reality. I'm gently pushing him off me and smooth out my clothes, he's doing the same. I'm sitting down while Vince goes over to open the door; he's locked it before. "Vince mate, how are you?" Dave enters the studio with a happiness that seems fake and over the top. "And Martin, what are you doing here?" "I could ask you the same." I look up to him from my seat trying to control my breath, I hope I don't blush. "Well I wanted to practice some songs before recording. You know, trying the equipment and stuff, how about you?" "Vince and I wanted to decide which songs will finally make it on the album, didn't we?" "Yes, sure." He still hasn't told me what happened between him and Dave. "Dave, why don't you practice this song?" Vince picks up a sheet of paper from the soundboard and hands it over to him. He's lifting his eyebrows after reading some lines. Watching his face, I expect him to burst out laughing but he stays serious. "Okay then, let's do it."

Andy joins us half an hour later and we spend the whole evening practising. The whole session leaves me very tired and exhausted and can't wait to get home. I can see that the others feel the same. To our surprise, Dave is the first one to be gone even though he's usually always full of energy and can't stop talking. "Come on, Mart, Dan is about to close and then you can spend the night here." Andy and Vince are waiting for me holding the door impatiently. "Vince, what's going on between Dave and you?" I'm glad I'm not the one having to start this topic again. "He's just annoying me lately, can't keep his nose in his business it seems." Andy looks at me; Understandable, he knows about us. "Why don't you get rid of him, then?" "Well, I can't hire him and throw him out after some months. Besides, who is going to sing our songs, will you do it?" It's a sarcastic question of course, we all know damn well no one of us would be able to do this, Andy the least. They're lighting their cigarettes before Vince goes on: "We can't lose him, not before we make it." He's right, we're on our way to success but there are still some steps we need to take. "Alright, friends. See you." Andy disappears in the darkness of the night and Vince and I head to his car.