What if I need you

It all blew up in their faces ages ago, much to the delight of the parasitic gutter press, every exec and other act they'd pissed off over the years, and countless people he wasn't paranoid enough to care hated them. Most of the time, he could put up a pretty good facade, pretend that he didn't care and that in fact he relished the opportunity for a new start, but tonight, he feels old and tired and cold and lonely. Not that that means he'll beg. Or that he'll ever be whole, again.(Part of a series of one shots about The Rolling Stones' relationships with each other, from a variety of perspectives and eras, based on quotes from them).