Toxic Decent (Hollywood Undead FanFic)

Is it too late to apologize?

Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I just HAD to get Kurly Q out for all the Curly Fry fans. If you're one of them it's out! Anyways, enjoy this chapter.

~Jae~

Seeing Matt onstage live again was something that I had issues with. He just looked so good in his long punk tank-top, which revealed his tatted arms. Even though we've been through breakups, he just always got my attention.

I just wish we were together again, and this time forever. Even though he was violently throwing his head around as he banged on his electric drums. He was one of my idols after all, but maybe..

I was still in love with him.

Jinx nudged me, breaking me free from my trance, "What the hell are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

"You've been staring at him for literally 3 songs!" She exclaims, staring at me as if something was wrong. I shrugged.

Before they started the next song, Da Kurlzz walked away from his drums and took the mic out of Charlie's hands. Jordon watched him in disbelief, or as if he just took an ice cream cone away from him. Everyone quieted down, and he made direct eye contact with me. I gulped silently as we watched each other.

"I have so many things to say.." Da Kurlzz started, and the guys sort of groaned a little. They knew him too well. Once he starts talking there is no way to stop him. "Jae, I know we've been through a lot together. I just never wanted you to get hurt, because.. I love you."

The whole audience was turned to me now. I felt a light blush fade onto my cheeks rapidly. Even Jinx stared at me. I nudged her, which just made her smack my cheek.

"Could you come up here, Mya?" Matthew asked, making puppy eyes at me.

Shelby shoved me carelessly through the crowd, only to feel her presence leave as soon as I reached the stage. Matthew's hand reached for mine, and he pulled me up. Everyone was silent. I turned to him.

"You're literally the only girl I can possibly think of. Whenever I see another girl, it gives me memories of us together. Now, I'm asking if I could apologize and get your okay."

I nodded, then wrapped my arms around him. The mic hit my back, marking a small thump sound in the stereos. Everyone clapped and whooped. I gave him the okay.

"I wrote some of this song for you. It's called Gravity. I don't sing or rap, but I think it will still mean a lot."

I smiled up at him, and I couldn't help but kiss his soft lips. He kissed back, and the audience went wild.