Put On a Show {Hollywood Undead x reader x Deuce} OLD

Lights, Camera, Hearts!

A/n: *Screams because the amount of typos in the last chapter was unreal*. I need to fix those...thank you all for putting up with them, though!

xXx

Luckily, for Jax's sake, you both made it to the practice room before those glares were actually fatal outside your imagination. You branched off from your co-star, him walking over to Eric, and you going over to the band in the corner.

"Hey." Danny was the first to greet you, catching the attention of the other five. By the look on your face, they could tell your day hadn't been the best.

"Who pissed in your Lucky Charms?" Jordon asked with folded arms. Your mouth opened to give an actual name, but you didn't really know who to blame at the moment.

"No one, forget it." You grumbled while slumping your shoulders, thinking about anything to switch the subject, but Jorel seemingly had already done that for you.

"So, what did you do after we left?"

"Slept." Your answer was short and sweet, which just caused the group to nod. "You?"

"Had a couple beers." Dylan talked for the six of them. Before you could open your mouth to make a comment, someone who had just walked into the room caught your eyes. Andy was looking around the room like he was searching for something or someone. You held up one finger to as if to say 'hold on' to the others before walking over to him.

"Hey Andy, you looking for something?" You approached the head writer with a concerned smile.

"Yeah, uh, do you know where Terry is?" He asked, switching his satchel from one shoulder to the other.

"Yeah, he should be in his office. Is everything okay?"

"Yup, don't worry about it. Just have to talk to him for a second." His smile matched yours before giving you a small thanks and walking away. You were just about to turn on your heel to go back to your previous spot, but Andy retraced his tracks back over to you. His voice dropped down into a small whisper while leaning down so his height would match yours. "Hey, did Terry talk to you about the you and Jax thing?" You nodded as a response and he straightened his posture so he was towering above you again. "I'll talk to you later, y/n." He then turned around and walked out of the black box, leaving you with a unusual expression on your face.

"Uh-huh..." Your face slowly went back to it's normal state as you traveled across the room. "Now, what was I about to say...damn it." You grumbled, digging through your thoughts to find your comment about their beer session yesterday.

"What did the writer want?" George asked, referring to Andy.

"A-ah, just wanted to know where Terry was." Your small hiccup in speech might have gave it away that that's not all he wanted to know, but they seemed not to question it. You saw no point in telling them now. They would know soon, and so would Aron. Everyone would know soon that Put On a Show's co-stars, Jaxon Audan and y/n l/n, are now a couple. Well, a couple in their eyes. Maybe you could talk to Terry about this whole ordeal? Certainly friends and family were allowed to know the truth about you being truly single like you had been previously? Truth be told, you weren't really worried about the reporters finding out you were quote, unquote dating Jax. But, you were fearing calls from your family members at three o'clock in the morning to interview you about your new 'boyfriend. Meanwhile, as you continued to monologue in your brain, the boys sparked ta conversation among each other.

"In order to prevent George from falling off the stage again, I say we wait until after the concert to drink, kay?" Danny asked whilst talking with his hands to exaggerate his point. Matty took a look at the (h/c) haired girl next to him to see your expression and wanting to explain the first time the rapper fell off the stage, but you were just spaced out.