How To Train a Rockstar (Complete)

Step 020: Have Pointless One-Night Stands

Vince was sitting up in bed, reading to pass the time. It was nearly one in the morning.

He was waiting, for Nikki of course.

Where on earth could he be?

Suddenly, he heard the front door open. Happy that Nikki was finally home, he leapt up and darted down the hall in his burst of excitement to greet him.

It was only Mick and Tommy, passionately making out as they both stumbled in.

"Excuse me." Vince scowled.

The only response he got was a moan from Tommy. And that wasn't even directed at him so it doesn't even count as a response.

"Where's Nikki?" He tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice, but couldn't.

"Sorry, we kinda left him..." Mick tried to speak as Tommy kissed his neck, "Something kinda...came up..."

"Literally..." Tommy cackled.

"So you just left him because you couldn't control your hormones?" Vince huffed, putting his hands on his hips.

"He'll find his way home." Tommy shrugged.

"So anyways, we'll be busy for a while..." Mick said breathily, "Don't bother us..."

"Unless you wanna join us." Tommy added. Mick shot him an annoyed look.

Then they both ran off to Mick's room to continue their...thing.

Vince sighed, glad Nikki wasn't so horribly promiscuous. Or at least he wasn't like that directly in front of him.

Vince crept towards the window. He peered between separated blinds, parted by his fingers. Of course Nikki would't be standing out there, but part of him hoped he would be.

He pondered if he should simply go and get Nikki. But he didn't want to seem too controlling. He did say that he didn't want Nikki to feel like be was restricted in his actions.

Vince decided to relocate by the phone. He curled up on the couch, accompanied by a blanket and his book. Surely it wouldn't be too long a wait.

With it being several hours after his preferred bed time, he found it difficult to stay awake.

Figuring that the sound of the phone would wake him when needed, he set his book aside. Vince pulled the blanket up to his shoulder and snuggled up against the couch cushion. It wasn't the most comfortable, but he wanted to be there, for Sixxy.

Vince awoke at about four AM for no apparent reason.

He was starting to get worried now. The bar was probably closed by now.

Nikki could be passed out on the street in a puddle of his own vomit, or he could be dead in a trash can, or something of the same self-distractive caliber.

He snuck over to Mick's closed bedroom door. He knocked.

Hopefully they were done with their...thing.

There was a moment of silence before the door opened.

"Sup." Tommy said casually as he opened the door, completely naked.

Vince let out a surprised shriek and blushed so hard his ears turned red. He covered the view with his hands.

"What?" Tommy looked down at himself like he didn't notice the large and obvious problem, "What's the matter Vinnie, your six-foot teddy bear isn't home yet?"

"Tommy I told you to put some fucking clothes on." Mick growled from inside the room. Vince couldn't see him in the dark, "You're gonna scar the poor guy for life."