Outside (A Hollywood Undead, Johnny and J-dog fan fic)

Chapter 1

The split had really messed with all of them, but it had hurt Jorel the most. Aftr all, he was the one who was single now. They had all tried to cheer him up but it really wasn't working. "Hey man, it's gonna get better" Danny sat next to hiim and put an arm over his shoulder. He hair, nomraly flattend to his head under a hat, was a mess and his PRIDE hat was partially crushed under a book. He was crashing at the studio and hadn't left the couch in two days other than to piss. He took a shaky deep breath before responding.

"It can't get better. She's gone man. I don't think I can live like this-"His voice broke but he wasn't crying. Danny looked him in the eyes, and saw that Jorel's were distant and red. He couldn't cry anything out anymore that was the only thing holding back the tears now, that lack of them. Danny pulled him into a tight embrace allowing him to sob dryly "It's my damn fault" Danny didn't know what he meant and released him.

"What do you mean J?" he didn't respond, and it was obvious that the Itallian wasn't going to tell him.

-George's POV (Point of View)-

I hadn't been in the studio since yesterday morning, seeing Jorel like this was killing me, and I hated how I really felt about the break up. I attempted to open the door quietly, but Danny was already there and came over to meet me when I did. Great I thought to myself. I had really wansted to see Jorel alone. But it was probably for the better that Danny was there anyways.

"Jordon and Dylan are comming over in a bit." he informed me

"Do you think J'll be ready to go out alreayd?" I hoped he wouldn't be able to, and I could stay back with him.

"Probably not, I love J and all, but wether he's coming out or not, I'm going." I raised an eye brow about to ask about Matt, but he read my mind. "Matty's probably coming, we need a driver anywasy, and we're the only ones with some sense." He said laughing slightly. We walked into the main lounge room and saw Jorel in the same posistion they had left him in yesterday, only his eyes seemed a lot redder than before. I felt my heart practically break. He had really loved her. My mind flooded with doubts. May be it had just been a one time thing because we were so drunk. We hadn't really talked about it since, but I know I felt something, something that couldn't be one sided it was too powerful. "Hey man, look who's here." Danny's soothing voice broke through my train of thought.

Jorel looked up at us, when he saw me I saw anger flash across his eyes and hate replace it. My heart dropped. He was mad at me. He had never looked at any of us like that, let alone me. Ignoring my feelings for him, I still loved him. But that look, I don't think Danny noticed, but instead the door opend again and Jordon and Dylan's laughing voices could be heard. Without Danny noticing I moughted out "What did I do?" to Jorel. He didn't respond but looked to the small walkway behind me and at Dylan and Jordon, I watched the anger in J's eyes melt away again and back into hopless dispare. It was heart wrenching.

-Jordon's POV-

J looked bad. It was really upsetting because I knew how much he had loved her and she left. I had liked her, and would've said I knew her pretty well, but this just didn't make sense. The other's were quiet and somber like someone had just died or something. I guess J felt like part of himself had, but he needed to be stronger than this. I threw myslef onto the couch next to him and flung my arm over his shoulders "Hey J." I said normally He was still our friend and acting all sad around him wasn't really going to help any. He didn't respond so I continued. "You're coming out with us tonight." I rushed on before he could protest "You need to get out again, we aren't going to make you found a new girl or forget about her; but you need to keep living and moving anyways."

-Jorel's POV-

Jordon's eyes were sincere, but I didn't want to go out just yet. I allowed a small smile to show before I responded "Look Jordon, I believe you, but... I'm not ready, not tonight. Just give me a few more days, a week maybe." Jordon's face dropped a little bit, but he nodded

"Alright J. A week, I'm holding it to you that we're all going out and having some fun next week." He stood up and walked back to the others who were now smiling.

"But, uh, we're still gonna go out tonight" Dylan said sheepishly. I new why he said it like that.

"I'll be fine, go have some fun." I felt my heart lift for a few seconds before dropping back into the pit of my stomach.

"We'll see you tomorrow J" Jordon said before the four of them walked out the door again.

-George's POV-

"Hey, guys, I was gonna stay back with J, just so he isn't completely alone." No one gave any real objections and just nodded, before heading to thieir different cars to head to the club. I turned back around and stared at the door. I'm not someone who gets nervous easily, but my hand shook a little when I opened the door. It was just that look Jorel gave me. Before anything else, I needed to knw what that look was for.

The door creaked slightly as I pushed it open and stepped back inside. The lights were still on but it was quiet. I stepped into the main room. Jorel was sitting on the couch almost exactly how we had left him. His hair was a mess, and a phrase I had recently heard came to mind, sex hair. A small smile produced itslef, but I quickly shook the thought away. I honestly didn't like feeling this way. I took a step farther in and the floor creaked below me. J shot up, glaring at me as soon as he saw me.

"Get the fuck out." he said coldly.

"No" I said more calmly than I thought I could've.

"Fine then, I'm leaving." his voice was angier this time and he stood up to face me.

"Fucking talk to me man!" I half shouted. He was still glaring at me, but something wasn't quite as angry in his eyes.

"The love of my life just left me, I don't want to fucking talk to you."

"But you'll talk to everyone else?" I stared him down, not something too hard to do. "You used to be willing to talk to me about shit like this." I paused and looked down a little. "About anything. What happened?" The hate flowed back into his eyes. He thrusted both of his hands out and shoved me against the wall. I was too stuned to react. Jorel slamed his lips against mine and held me there before pulling himslef off of me. I was still stuned. I just watched him grab his hat and jacket before walking out of the room.

The sound of the door slamming shut snapped me out of my shock and I looked around. What just happend? ran through my mind. I felt my chest fill with the same feeling I felt when I had waken up next to him after that party. "God snap out of it George." I half yelled at myself. I didn't like that I felt this way for Jorel. But at the same time I couldn't deny how I felt for him.  "God. What am I supposed to do?" I slumped back against the wall. I thought about the kiss and a small smile spread across my face as I sank to the floor.