Note: In all honesty the real reason I didn't update this the next day was because I couldn't think of a band name for them, lol. But I did, let me know what you think of it. Thank you for the reviews lovelies, I'm glad so many of you are on board with this. (Let me know what you want me to update the most, I have two more days off and am happy to write something up before life gets hectic again XO)

Pretty When You Cry

I didn't really love you baby

But I'm pretty when I lie

Bonnie's head was still swimming when small, shaking arms grabbed at her and lifted her up. She blinked and her eyes focused on the face on one very flustered teenage girl.

"I, I'm, I didn't –" Bonnie watched as the girl's eyes flickered between Bonnie and the scene behind her. Not wanting to engage in either situation Bonnie nodded, waved her off and stumbled to the door.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, you were listening." Damon called after her. Bonnie tensed and spun around to face him and didn't bother reigning in her annoyance.

"You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're well on your way to hitting the double digits with venereal diseases." She clucked her tongue and made her way out. Pushing her fringe up she hustled back to her table, head pounding.

Sitting down next to Stefan she jerked upright when she realised Pogue was waving a French fry at her face. Rubbing at the growing bruise on her forehead she looked up at him.

"Hello?" The blonde sang at her, "We were wondering what else there is to do in this town while the sun's still out."

"Getting accosted by bathroom doors maybe," She lifted her fringe and watched his eyes widen – shit, must be worse than she thought.

"Klutz." Caleb muttered, smiling broadly as Bonnie narrowed her eyes at him. "Who walks into doors anyway? It's 2015." Everyone at the table laughed even as she rolled her eyes. Stefan's laughter died down when he saw Damon come out of the bathroom, with a woman in tow who was not his current girlfriend. Lafayette followed his line of vision and pursed his lips.

"Let's do something else," Bonnie nodded even as it rattled her brain. Stefan took his eyes off his brother and tilted Bonnie's face to his, a scowl blooming on his own forehead as he eyed out her bruise.

"I think we need to check that thing out," Stefan said seriously, "All jokes aside, I don't need you getting a concussion before the concert."

"That's what she gets for being a voyeur." Both Stefan and Bonnie pressed their eyes shut for a long moment at the sound of Damon's voice. Caleb quirked a brow at the stranger while Pogue and Lafayette cut their eyes to him, taking in his demeanour and getting on the defence immediately. This was Damon? God Bonnie, they both thought, your taste never ceases to amaze.

"And you are?" Lafayette inquired, leaning forward.

"Damon Salvatore," he stuck his hand out, frowning when Lafayette pulled a face at it and crossed his arms in response, "But I think you already knew that." He threw a quick look to the back of Bonnie's head before looking to Lafayette again. "Given your present company and all."

"Actually she's never told us about you," Pogue spoke up, Lafayette's expression comical as it echoed the sentiment. "And I gotta say," the blonde went on, "Looking at you now I'm glad she never wasted our time."

"Pogue Parry, right?" Damon's smile was feral, "Surprised you could even book a gig after you got kicked off of The Cold War Kids. Their new album is stellar by the way, we're looking to sign them and bring them to a wider audience." Lafayette stuck his arm out and across the blonde's chest as it heaved.

"You can throw your dick around as much as you want," Lafayette said, eyes hard, "But nobody at this table is about to suck it. Off you fuck." Damon drew in a breath and nodded.

"I look forward to seeing your show," he said with a grin, eyes shifting to Stefan who looked set to wring his neck, "Always good to see you little brother, how's daddy's inheritance treating you?"

"Better than his blatant disregard for your existence I'm sure." Stefan stared him down. Lafayette let out a low 'oooh' at that and couldn't help his snicker. Damon nodded, seeming to piece together everything in his head, before he turned and left.

"Okay," Caleb finally spoke, he really wasn't one for conflict, "How about we get Bon checked out and then see what else this shit hole has to offer, you know, besides shit-heads."

"You really think you're funny don't you?" Lafayette asked, amusement clear as day.

"Shut up," Caleb chuckled, "Let's get her to the hospital."

"You're going to be fine." The doctor assured her with a smile, "Beyond the bruising and the colouring, which I'm sure you can cover up, there's nothing in the scans to have you worried at all."

"Thanks so much Dr. Saltzman." Bonnie smiled.

"Call me Jo," the woman said sweetly, "Actually, while I have you for a second…" she sucked air in through her teeth and revealed Bonnie's first album, and Bonnie grinned. "My twins are big fans and I'd be so grateful if you could sign something for them."

"Of course!" Bonnie fell back into a routine she was comfortable with, making the autograph out to Alyssa and Andrew, even adding Jo's full name Josette, at the bottom as well. She pressed a kiss on it too, her maroon lipstick leaving the perfect shape on the inner sleeve of the CD. "Thank you again, Jo." Bonnie said as she hopped off of the bed and made her way to the waiting room. She couldn't help but marvel at the way her boys always seemed photograph ready, whether they knew it or not.

"Good news or bad news first?" Caleb asked as Stefan got up to hug her and throw his arm around her shoulders.

"Bad," she said, wondering why there was any news at all. "Duh."

"Okay well, the girl who followed you to the bathroom," wait what, "Well, she wanted an autograph or something, but she ended up seeing you know…everything else instead and now you and Damon are trending on Twitter." He showed Bonnie a series of photos of them at the table, her walking to the bathroom, then Damon, pants half undone yelling at the camera.

"Okay what's the good news?" She sighed.

"More and more people want to come to Pride now that they know he's here too, his girlfriend has been getting spammed all day with the trend too." Of course. Bonnie's headache from her earlier encounter with the edge of the bathroom door returned full force and she pressed her forehead into Stefan's shoulder.

Stefan's fingers tightened around her, it was like he'd tapped into her exhaustion as he pulled her closer.

"I'm thinking bonfire in my back yard? I don't think any of you going out tonight is going to end well." Lafayette nodded.

"And here I thought this place would be peaceful, it's like we never left LA."

"My brother has sex with people in bathrooms in LA?" Stefan wondered as the group made their way out.

"Everyone does." Pogue said as he sauntered ahead of them, winking at the nurses they passed.

"It's a fuck-boy thing." Lafayette assured Stefan as he sashayed ahead.

"Hello, everyone," Bonnie smiled as Stefan held up the camera. She was sitting on a log with one of her guitars in her lap, "Gangs all here," The camera swung slowly to pan over the rest of the boys sitting around her all of them pulling faces as they felt the lens on them, "Now everyone knows we have a few days off of our tour but, we're playing a gig the day after tomorrow in my home-town Mystic Falls in Virginia so to tide us all over we thought we'd do an acoustic cover of one of our favourite songs." She turned and smirked at Caleb who rolled his eyes. Stefan moved the camera onto him.

"So from Sylvia's Wrath to you, we give you 'Full Circle' by Half Moon Run."

"So we just get to sit here?" Pogue asked Lafayette who nodded, rolling his eyes when Pogue rested his head on his shoulder and watched the other two start to play.

It started off with Caleb plucking out the melody deftly on Stefan's acoustic guitar, something the other guy was trying not to squeal about as he recorded everything. Then Bonnie started singing and he completely forgot about everything else. Caleb fell in line and their harmonies were giving him chills. Soon it was just the two of them strumming their guitars, using their nails and palms against the instruments to create some percussion and singing with everything they had.

Pogue was swaying as he rested his head against Lafayette who had his eyes closed moving his head in time with the rhythm. All four of them were lit up with the flickering flames from the bonfire Stefan had set up a few feet away and the fairy lights hanging in the trees above them.

You appear even-tempered though your looks will deceive
And the sparks are always flying 'cause you drink for relief
With the heart of a child and the wit of a fool
It's a wonder why I don't try to build a wall around you

And I watch
As your head
Turns full circle

When the song ended, Stefan stopped recording, dropped the device in his lap and started clapping. Pogue was grinning while Lafayette whooped and swung the tail end of his scarf around.

"So what do we do now?" Stefan wondered, beginning to rethink them staying in. Lafayette stood to his feet with a dramatic inhale and splayed his hands.

"It's time to grind." He announced and turned to Stefan. "Got a sound system I can dock my iPhone in?" Stefan nodded. "Then let's get this party started." About a half hour later, with tumblers of bourbon scattered all over the den and a pile of Stefan and Bonnie's clothes in a heap in the middle they were taking photographs while Bonnie and Lafayette danced around to the music sending vibrations over the wooden floors, across the house.

"This is my shit!" Lafayette yelled when a new song started up. Caleb and Pogue laughed, unsurprised as 'Faye cleared his throat and rapped along with J Cole. Stefan had never heard the song before but as the bassline kicked he finally understood. Honestly while the lyrics made no sense to him when he heard Missy Elliot start singing he had to know what the name was. Bonnie and Lafayette twirled around and gyrated as they sang.

Nobody's perfect

Nobody's perfect, aye

But you're perfect for me

Bonnie tossed a shirt at his head. "Try this one." He rolled his eyes and lifted his shirt up and over his head, looking down to negotiate putting the shirt on, missing Lafayette's eyes trailing over his torso.

"That boy is blessed." Lafayette said to Bonnie slyly and she nodded. "Why choose his brother over all this? There's enough history there to build on something."

"Sure," She agreed, a twinkle in her eye that he misread, "It's a pity I'm not his type." Bonnie hinted.

"Honey, you're everyone's type." Lafayette waved her off, "Even mine."

"So?" Stefan interrupted, lifting and dropping his shoulders self-consciously as he awaited their critique. Lafayette used his polaroid camera to take a photo.

"Boy you're fine as hell," 'Faye said indifferently, "Don't play games." Bonnie pursed her lips and widened her eyes as she caught a blush brushing over her friend's cheeks. Pogue caught it as well and winked at her.

"Sarah says hello," Caleb announced as he returned to the den waving his phone, "She also says she's sorry she can't make it for the concert."

"No one cares." Lafayette clucked his tongue and Pogue pointed at him as he spoke as if to say 'ditto' but Bonnie smiled genuinely and nodded.

"I miss that girl." She said, "Wasn't she meant to come on the tour for a few days?"

"Mmm," Pogue hummed loudly, obviously about to get catty about something, "What was it she said to you again Cally-Babe?" Caleb winced at Sarah's nickname for him coming from Pogue that way. He looked back at Bonnie and shrugged, fully aware that all the eyes in the room were on him.

"She said she couldn't get off work." Bonnie frowned, wasn't she a – "And yeah she doesn't even have a real job."

"Maybe she's nervous to take things to the next level?" Bonnie offered. Stefan caught the comical eye roll from both Pogue and Lafayette.

"Not nervous enough to suck our boy dry from the little money he makes and treat his condo like she owns the damn place." Caleb clenched his jaw as Lafayette spoke. "I'm saying this because I love you idiot, if you want to get mad at anyone, how about you call her back and call her out on her shit."

"Easy," Stefan said, with his hands raised, "I like to keep my place zen, no negative energy allowed."

"Thank you," Caleb exhaled as he looked gratefully at Stefan, "But I'm going to go to bed anyways. I'll see you all in the morning."

"Oh come on Caleb," Pogue stood to his feet, a pair of goggles atop his head, shirtless in black skinnies with a bottle of bourbon in his hand. "You know we don't want you feeling excluded or anything."

"I know," he nodded seriously, "I'm just tired. You're the only who's any decent rest since the flight." With that he nodded at everyone and disappeared upstairs. Bonnie sighed at his departure before digging in the front pouch of the dungarees she was wearing and her eyes lighting up as she retrieved what she was looking for.

"Who's in?" She dangled the joint in front of them, laughing when she was met with a chorus of 'yes's' and bobbing heads.

"Every time," Caleb muttered, "Every fucking time." He was leaning against the wall of the den the next morning looking across the room in disapproval. Pogue was draped across Bonnie's lap, probably drooling on her stomach by now while Stefan and Lafayette – the latter of whom snorted himself awake and shot upright, dropping Stefan to the floor who'd been cuddled to the front of him.

"Fuuuuck," Stefan moaned as he lay down face-first, "My. Life." Lafayette squeezed his eyes shut and reopened them, wincing at the morning light. The entire room looked like it'd been ransacked at some point in the night, but instead of stealing anything, the intruders had dumped cartons of every take-out restaurant in town on the floor.

"I'm not cleaning this up." Caleb pointed a finger at the both of them, not surprised that Bonnie and Pogue were still dead asleep. "How much did you smoke last night?"

"Enough to hot box this entire house." Stefan moaned from the floor, while Lafayette nodded slowly.

"I need water before I shrivel up and die." Caleb tossed a bottle of water at his friend, who's hand reached out a moment too late and he pouted, looking set to cry at the thought of having to lean forward to retrieve it.

"I'm going to make breakfast. I want those idiots awake and this den clean by the time I'm done. Got it?"

"Yeeees-Satan." Lafayette hissed finally getting his shaky fingers around the bottle.

"Is he always like that?" Stefan mumbled, moaning gratefully when 'Faye handed the water down to him, he'd flipped onto his back when Caleb left and was staring up at the ceiling, eyes going in and out of focus.

"He's the only reason we're even a band half the time to be honest," Lafayette sank back into the plush couch, rubbing his tongue over his palate with a grimace. "But yes, he's a pain in the ass most days." Stefan was quiet as he finished off the rest of the water.

"If you wake them up I'll call the cleaning services." 'Faye looked down at him and smiled.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you." Stefan smirked.

"Okay, set list." Caleb said, pointing a piece of toast at Bonnie, "Go."

"Sacrilege Sister," She said and everyone but Stefan hummed in agreement; he had his head pressed against the cool of the kitchen counter as he sat next to her, "Then, to keep the momentum going I'm thinking Miss Nothing, then After Midnight, Pretend, Factory Girl and to end it all off with Raise Hell. Objections?"

"Why Pretend?" Pogue asked, around a mouthful of egg.

"Because Voldemort wants it to get more coverage." Bonnie sent her eyes heavenward.

"Speaking of he-who-will-not-be-named," Caleb sighed, "Damon was here this morning."

"For what?" Stefan's head snapped up so fast he gave himself vertigo.

"He wanted to speak to you about something." Caleb supplied vaguely. But, knowing Damon, his reasons for coming there had been vague to begin with.

"What did you say?"

"That you were passed out." Caleb became pensive, "He didn't look too happy with that, or when he realised I was about to slam the door in his face."

"You did what?" Lafayette didn't bother hiding his pride.

"I'm surprised you slept through all the swearing and death threats," Caleb looked at Bonnie then, "Stefan I get because he's family, but even Baby Bonnie Bennett should have known better."

"She did. Hence Damon being my ex."

"Okay everyone shut up," Pogue called out, wiping his mouth and burping, "When are we doing a run through of the set? And what the hell am I going to wear?" Bonnie looked over at Stefan who was rubbing his temples. He perked up at the mention of rehearsal and their outfits however.

"He's got us covered." Bonnie assured them.

"This won't end horribly at all." Pogue grumbled.

"Says the man who didn't bring any clothes with him to begin with." Stefan bit back, eyeing out his shirt hanging from Pogue's shoulders, unbuttoned.

"Everyone else's clothes always look better on me." Was the response.

Stefan couldn't help but laugh at that. This was going to be an interesting day.

A/N: Songs in the chapter:

Full Circle – Half Moon Run

Sacrilege Sister – Quickfix

Miss Nothing – The Pretty Reckless

After Midnight – DOROTHY

Pretend – Bad Suns

Factory Girl – The Pretty Reckless

Raise Hell – DOROTHY

Oh and:

Nobody's Perfect J Cole ft Missy Elliot (the song Lafayette and Bonnie dance/sing to in the den)