Hollywood Hearts

Four

"A club?" I asked and George nodded.

"We're all going, you wanna join us?" He asked and I sighed.

"The contract says-"

"You can't leave with us alone, but all of us are going and Ian checked, it's within the rules." Dylan said and I bit my lip, wondering if this was worth the risk.

"Did Ian ask my dad or Candy?" I asked and Matt shrugged.

"Candy, why-"

"Then I can't go." I said and shook my head.

"I'll get in so much trouble, and so will you-"

"Fuck your dad, you deserve to go out for a night!" Jorel said and I looked at him. Something in his face was enough for me to smile, nod, and agree to go.

~*-*~

I hugged his neck as he held my hips, both of us dancing to the beat of the song as the guys sat at a private booth drinking.

"Have you thought about it?!" Jorel yelled into my ear over the music then looked at me and I smiled as I hugged his neck tighter, pulling him down to me.

"I'll tell you my answer depending on how much fun I have tonight!" I laughed and he shook his head with a grin, grabbing my hands from around his shoulders and turning my back to him. He wrapped his arms around my stomach then slid one hand up my front, holding my left ribs as his left hand held my right hip.

"I'll just have to make sure you enjoy tonight then!" He said and I laughed as I reached back, grabbing his hat from his head and putting it on my head as I pushed my ass back on his crotch, dancing against him. I felt his growl in his chest then I turned to face him, smirking as he eyed me and gripped my hipbones tight enough that there'd probably be bruises as I slid a hand under his shirt, lightly scratching his stomach.

"Why don't you really make me have fun, Jorel?!" I called into his ear and he looked at me, shaking his head.

"You're a witch!" He laughed and I laughed as I put his hat on his head again, shaking my head as we danced. When we finally returned to the table, I was stumbling into him from laughing so hard and he was snickering into my hair.

"Are you two drunk already?!" Jordon laughed, but Jorel sat and I fell into his lap, his arm hugging my waist.

"No, I'm just having-" I stopped as my phone rang then I looked down and swallowed as I saw it was my dad. I reached out then grabbed it, answering the call.

"Where are you?!" He growled and I felt Jorel's hand tighten on my stomach as I tried to think of an answer.

"Dad-"

"You know the rules-"

"I'm not alone, dad, I'm with all of them-"

"Oh, that's even better! Now they can gang rape you! Do you want to be responsible for my downfall as well as your mother's death?!" He snarled and I clenched my eyes while gripping my phone tighter, hearing the phantom screams in my head and the ghostly gunshots.

"Dad, please, I just-"

"Get back to the venue now, or I will cancel your entire contract!" He ordered and hung up, making me flinch some. As I locked my phone and set it down, I forced a smile.

"I-I have to get back." I whispered and they looked upset, but Jorel sighed.

"Let's go, before she gets in more trouble." He said and they nodded then we left, silently walking to the venue that was only ten minutes from the club.

"Just a second, Jorel." I whispered and he looked at me as I made sure we fell back a few paces.

"What?" He asked and I licked my dark red painted lips.

"My answer, remember?" I whispered and he glanced at his band as we followed behind them, all of them lost in their own conversations.

"So?" He breathed, the question in his eyes again.

"Let's do it." I muttered and he grinned.

"Seriously?!" He softly said and I nodded, laughing as he hugged me.

"What're you two laughing about?" I looked at Danny then shook my head.

"Nothing, he's just happy I'm opening up some." I said and went away from Jorel, going to the group and hugging Dylan's arm.

"Really? About what?" George asked and I huffed.

"When I was little, my mother got me into my very first photoshoot, getting me into this career." I said and he nodded.

"Hey, you always talk about your dad, but never your mom." Matt said and I swallowed hard as I heard the cries in my head, heard the glass shattering, and felt the fear again.

"Drop it." I whispered and he looked confused.

"Perse-"

"I SAID DROP IT!" I screamed and he jumped as Dylan tensed under my hands. I let his arm go then walked just a bit faster, hugging myself as I tried to forget that night. I jumped as a hand set itself on my back then I looked up and smiled at Jorel, who was expressing genuine worry for me.

"Come on, a pretty girl can't walk alone." He said and I smiled as he put his arm around my shoulders, my right arm going around his waist as we walked to the bus. When we got on, Jorel held the door for me and walked on behind me, "hiding" his affection as he walked behind me to the bunks while the guys stayed in the front lounge.

"Hey." I looked at Jorel before I shut my bunk door and he licked his lips.

"We'll need to talk, you know." He whispered and I nodded.

"When they're asleep, okay? Just come in, I'll leave it open." I whispered and he nodded, shutting the door so I could get changed into my pajamas and get my makeup off. Instead of laying down to sleep, I instead grabbed my coloring book and pens and pencils, wasting time coloring until Jorel could safely enter my bunk.