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

Da Talk and De Text

"Don't forget to grab that new script, alright?" Jax raised an eyebrow at you while backing away. "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." He gave you a wink, along with a smirk and walked out of the room with a tired Eric. After saying goodbyes to the rest of the people on set, you began to head out of the room in order to grab a new script and go home. But, you hadn't even gotten four feet from the open doors when someone called your name and turned into the hallway.

"Hey, y/n. Are you going to pick up a script?" Matty questioned, jogging up to you and falling in step with your pace.

"Yeah. Want to tag along?"

"I guess, since I was automatically dubbed the one who's grabbing all six copies." He smiled lightly while rubbing the back of his neck. You couldn't help but laugh, and he gave you a questioning look for it.

"Ah, sorry. I've just noticed that you guys treat each other like brothers, more than band mates." Another chuckle came out of your mouth. "Even bicker and tease each other, too." Matty's gruff voice turned into a laugh as well.

"Yeah, I guess you could put it like that's. We've all known each other since we were kids-well, all besides Danny. But, we love the asshole none the less."

"That must have been fun, growing up with them and all that...."

"It was, trust me." He had a lazy smile sprawled across his face, as if remembering some lost tidbits of their childhoods. "You and your cast mates get along good, too." He added that into the conversation.

"Jessie, Jax, Eric, and I have been working together for a long time...and on the first day, we just all clicked. It's weird, I didn't expect to actually make friends with any of them when I first joined. Hell, I didn't even suspect to be casted in the first place! I turned my audition in a day late!"

"Really? I thought they requested that you took the part?" Matty turned to look at you as you both walked.

"Oh God, no!" You chuckled. "I wish that was the case. But no, I had to go through the awkward pain of video auditioning for the part. I would have done it face to face with Terry and the others, but I was filming Subset at the time." You explained, using lots of hand motions as you talked to the curly haired man next to you. Suddenly, a blush coated your cheeks when you realized you had rambled just a bit.

"Sounds cool. I'm glad you got the part though," Thankfully, it seems like he didn't mind. "hey y/n, can I ask you something?" You two had now reached the writers office and were walking into the small space. Your eyes rows raised and knitted together as you waltzed over to one of the dark brown desks and picked up a new script.

"Sure, go ahead." You moved out of the way so Matty could pick up scripts.

"Do you have anything to do Tuesday night?" You tapped your chin a few times to think, before shaking your head.

"No, I should be free. Why?"

"I was wondering if you want to come to our concert that night. It starts at seven, if you're interested." A smile quickly made it's way onto your face.

"Yeah! That would be awesome! I listened to your latest album and fell in love with it, to be honest." Matty's face now matched yours as he picked up the last packet.

"Really? Cool. So, you in?"

"You bet." You nodded at the male. "Supporting my friends and listening to badass music while doing it? Of course, I'd say yes." You chuckled. Matty laughed while scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm really glad you can come, y/n. It means a lot to see someone like you show up." His mouth opened once more, but it took him a few seconds to find the correct words. "I know how hard managing your schedule must be, so if something pops up and you can't come, it's fine."

"It's not problem, really. Wouldn't miss it for the world." You chuckled, placing a hand onto his shoulder and giving it a small squeeze. A comfortable silence eloped you two as your hand fell back to your side.

"I should probably get back to the guys before they break something." He sighed, looking at you almost apologetically.

"Matty, they're in a room with basically nothing but people. I don't think there's much to break."

"Oh, they'll find a way." He rolled his cobalt blue eyes, but his face showed a different emotion as the corners of his mouth turned into a large grin. "I'll tell the boys you're coming Tuesday, okay?" You gave him a curt nod as you both exited the room and went into the hall. "Talk to you later, y/n." He gave a short wave before turning left, while you turned right.

"Bye Matty." You too said goodbye before heading out of the building and to your car.

xXx

Later that night, you sat on the couch in the living room, your half-lidded eyelids threatening to fall all the way. Angie had went home for the day you you had the pent house all to yourself, and you truly felt like you were in a moment full of bliss. No director 'suggesting' who you should date, no annoying co-members you had to pretend to date, and no boys you had to worry about. It was just you and the background nose of the television-

*buzz*

"You've got to be kidding me." You shot up while grumbling and picked up the phone that was resting on the cushion next to you. Once you unlocked it and checked the sender, your eyes squinted a bit.

From: Aron

Hey y/n.

You couldn't help but inwardly sigh, but you messaged him back anyway.

To: Aron

Hey, what's up?

From: Aron

Want to come to dinner with me Tuesday night?

To: Aron

Actually, I can't.

From: Aron

I checked with Jax and he said you guys don't have filming that late?

Your eyebrows furrowed at the screen in front of you.

To: Aron

Actually, I'm hanging out with a few friends.

From: Aron

Wow, alright. I understand. You would rather hang out with them then me, huh? Who are they? A-list actors?

This time, your sigh was audible and quite loud.

To: Aron

That's not what I'm saying.

From: Aron

But that's what you're implying.

Another loud sigh came from your lips as you placed down the phone and pinched the bridge of your nose. You sat in this position for a few minutes before picking up the electronic again and typing out the next message.

To: Aron

If I say we can do lunch, will you stop acting like this?

From: Aron

Great, looks like we're doing lunch! I have a friend who owns a small diner downtown we can go to.

To: Aron

You're a dick.

The next thing he sent made you have to set the phone down for a second, trying to recuperate from the suggestive emoji he had just sent you. The sound of your phone buzzing once more ripped you away from your no longer pure thoughts.

From: Aron

Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing you Tuesday, princess.

You had just the reply for him.

To: Aron

And, I'm looking forward to punching you in the face :)