"ARE YOU INSANE?!" Ian yelled as Jorel held my hand on the couch, the guys sitting with us.
"Perse, when your dad finds out-"
"But he won't from us, right?!" Danny asked and Ian looked at him then us.
"Perse-"
"Please, Ian! I'm your model, the dancer for Hollywood Undead now until my dad breaks the contract! No one will know if we're careful!" I said and he rubbed his head, looking worried.
"Perse, if he finds out, I- god, I don't want to think of what he'll do-"
"I'm begging you, Ian!" I whispered and he sighed, looking at me and holding his hips.
"Fine, just- be careful, do you understand me?" He asked and we nodded.
"Thank you." Jorel whispered and Ian nodded.
"Don't thank me yet. We still have to keep this from the fans and her father." He said and Dylan shook his head.
"Perse, we still don't know who he is-"
"He's the president of the Anti-Gangs of Angel City organization." I said and their eyes went wide.
"Your dad is Phillip Jones?! As in-"
"The one who took out half the gang population in the city with a single interview." I said and they looked terrified.
"It's no wonder he's so protective of you." Jorel whispered, but shook his head.
"He still doesn't need to control my life." I said and laid my head on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around me.
"Well, you guys have a show in three hours. I'd start getting ready, Perse." Ian said and I nodded, looking at Jorel and pecking his lips as I stood, going to get dressed.
Jorel's POV
"Man, how did you even get close to her?" Danny asked and I shook my head, smiling softly."Since she's technically my dancer, she wanted to know what I'd be okay with for her routine. Plus, I felt bad after what I said to her during that interview, and for getting her in trouble. She said I was annoying, but kept looking forward to seeing me next." I laughed and they grinned like idiots.
"Shut up!"
"I can hear the church bells already!" Johnny laughed, but I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Jorel?!" I heard Perse call and stood, going back to see her struggling with her top.
"Here." I laughed and shut the door behind me, helping her to get her top on.
"Thanks." She laughed and I pulled her hair free of the top, careful not to yank her hair out of her head.
"I have to get my makeup and stuff done next. Oh, can you pass me that gray sweater? So I don't get makeup on my clothes." She said as she sat to get her shoes on and I grabbed her sweater, handing it to her.
"They seem to buy it." I said and she looked at me then nodded after a moment.
"Yeah, we're convincing, I guess." She said and I smiled softly.
"We-we only have to pretend when they're around, so behind closed doors-"
"We're just Jorel and Perse, I know." She said and huffed as she stood, getting her sweater on.
"Gotta go get ready now." She smiled and I nodded, watching as she left her bunk with her makeup bag. I huffed and turned, going out and seeing the guys getting ready to go to soundcheck.
"She okay?" Jordon asked and I nodded.
"Fine, just a wardrobe malfunction." I said and he nodded.
"Let's go, we gotta get ready." I said then we left and went to stage. Later, when the show was going on, I kept staring at her ass when she would dance within sight of me and I don't know how obvious I was, but Charlie kept shooting me looks, so I figured I was too obvious. After the show, I went to my dressing room and huffed as I took my hat off, setting it on the table.
"Jorel?" I turned as Perse came in then she shut the door and smiled at me.
"Sorry if I was too much up there-"
"No, it's your job. It's-" I stopped as I heard the guys calling me then I looked at her and saw she looked embarrassed about being in here. I acted quickly and grabbed her hand, pulling her against me and kissing her, pushing her ass into the table as she moaned, wrapping her arms around my neck and sitting on the table top with me between her legs. I tilted my head some then deepened the kiss, gripping her thigh right as the door opened.
"WHOA!" I heard Dylan yell then the door slammed shut and I broke the kiss, panting hard as she breathed harshly against my mouth, her eyes staring into mine.
"Well, that's one way to get them out." She breathed and I grinned.
"Uh, guys?!" Charlie knocked then I cleared my throat, letting go and going for the door. I gasped softly as I felt a hand grab my wrist then I was turned and she held my cheek, kissing me again. But... we're alone? I slowly broke the kiss then she looked at me and softly smiled.
"Sorry, just- one last one." She whispered and I smiled as she let go and I went to the door, opening it to my best friends.
"May we enter now?" Johnny laughed and I stepped back, letting them in as Perse chewed her lip.
"Sorry." She said, but Dylan shook his head.
"We came in unannounced, it's alright." He said and they sat around the room, but I was eyeing her. Why'd she kiss me when we were alone? We both agreed we'd had enough practice and we've been kissing damn near constantly since the guys found out, so she doesn't need the extra practice. Actually, that's the last thing she needs with how good she is! So... why would she kiss me again even after the guys were gone?
"DECKER!" I jumped out of my thoughts and blinked, looking at Matt.
"What?" I asked, but they laughed.
"Food, you want some?" Johnny laughed and I nodded, smiling as Perse came over and took my hand.
"Come on, we're all going to the catering tent." She said and I nodded, following her out. What was her reason?
YOU ARE READING
Hollywood Hearts
RomanceLiving under the control of her father, Persephone Jones is a model who detests working with artists of any kind. Enter Hollywood Undead, who are in need of a dancer. They sign a contract with Persephone Jones' father, who gives strict rules that mu...