Street Dreams {Hollywood Undead Story}

Chapter 1: Wake Up

--3rd person POV--

George had woken up. He looked at his alarm clock. "9:40? Really...ugh.."

It's was night so he didn't see anything. He got up from his cold lonely bed and walked over to open his door. He walked down the narrow hallway of his home and turned the hall light on.

"I really need to stop waking up like this.." He said out loud.

A pounding sound came from the kitchen door, Jay was outside.

He sighed. Waiting for him to open.

George rubbed his head and walked to the door. "Who the hell?.." He opened to find the small band mate in his doorway.

"Jay?"

He looked up at his taller friend "Oh, hey George," shyly he said.

"I'm kinda lonely and I was wondering if I could stay with ya for the night" he said looking away blushing a bit.

George was still tired and had his eyes half closed. "Yeah sure. C'mon in" he offered moving out of the doorway.

"Thanks bro!" He walked into the house and it felt a little bit empty.

Empty beer bottles were lying on the floor, cigarette ashes were scattered everywhere, and the house reeked of musk and damp cardboard.

He closed the door and locked it. "Sorry for the uh..mess" he said giving a crooked smile. He was happy Jay was there. Ever since Asia left with his daughter, he's been depressed. He loved being with his friends. Especially Jay.

--George's POV--

I don't know what it is but..I just love see Jay. He's always been around me, and he was always there when my and Asia had fights. He's just so cute with his gauges and black hair.

Jorel had chuckled at me "It's totally fine!" He said patting my back. "So, where do I sleep?" He asked blushing embarrassment.

I shrugged. "Wherever you want to."

I couldn't really believe Jay was here. I want to know at least why he's here. Or at least let him stay up with me.

"Mind if I sleep with you, in you're bed? Ya know..if ya don't feel to awkward about it." I saw that he had blushed heavily.

I looked at him "I'm not really sleepy actually..mind staying up? Or go out and walk with me. I want to get some fresh air."

I walked over to him and ruffed up his hair.

"Yea that's totally cool with me!"

--Jays POV--

I had a minuscule crush on my Irish friend, I would never want to tell him though, maybe I could get a chance of telling him now.

"George..can I tell ya something?.."

I watched George look at me and smiled. "Anything little buddy!" He said walking to his coat closet, threw on a coat and started waking to the door.

I followed him. I kept getting more nervous. "I-I-I.." Dammit!! I'm stuttering to much.. Guess I'll wait.. "NeNever mind.."

I smiled and walked out to the cool night of LA. My tall lover followed behind me. I was super nervous. I couldn't even walk right..what's wrong with me!! I'm making myself look like a fucking drunk.

--George's POV--

Jay was acting..weird. I followed him out the door and started walking.

"You can tell me anything Jay! You'll still be my friend!" I smiled widely.

I loved him. So of corse he would be my friend..well more then a Friend..crush maybe?

Jay looked up at me shyly, his face was all red.

"I-i-i think I like..you.." He immediately put his hand over his face to hide.

My eyes widened when I heard this. I slowed down my waking on the cold concert sidewalk. Did he really..? I looked over at him to see pure red. "Jay..I.."

"I'm sorry...I had to say it sometime.." He said still hiding his red beautiful face.

I took his hand away from his face and held his hand. "Jay...I.." I couldn't speak. I was into shock. I leaned in and kissed the soft lips of his. My heart pounded so hard.

Was this r-r-really happening? Wow, I'm stuttering in my own thoughts.

He smiled not feeling as embarrassed as I was before. I hugged and kissed him, I mostly attacked him with kisses.

I couldn't stop. I hugged him so clos-

--Jay's POV--

I was so happy! My tall love loved me back. When he kissed me, all I did was attack him!

I started to saying something till we both heard tire screeches.

I looked at the bright lights of the car, it almost looked like a demon.

When I looked, it kinda looked like a familiar car. It was behind me, so I had to turn my whole body around in order to see the full view.

When I had turned..I think I've made the worst idea of my life.

The car started at full speed and the driver had to be a good shooter.

The car drove past us and I felt like my chest had just came crumbling down.

I fell backwards, slowly drifting off into darkness.

--George's POV--

I looked at my love with pure shock. I began to panic.

I stood there in shock. "I FUCKING KNEW THAT CAR!!" I ran over to Jay and held him. I covered the blood shot in his chest with my hand. hoping that would do something. I started crying like crazy. DAMN! I didn't have my phone. "Baby! Jay! You're gonna be okay!" I searched the small male for his phone and quickly called 9-1-1. I held him until they could arrive.

--Mixed POV--

(Jay):

I felt like my inners were lying on the ground in front of me. Blood poured down my chest and on to the pavement.

(George):

I laid there with him. Literally, laying. I didn't care how much blood there was on me, I only cared about him.

(Jay):

"George?.." I managed to say. I started to cry, I couldn't believe what just happened.

(George):

"Shhhh please don't talk baby." I didn't want him to talk. He would lose energy and may become weaker.

(Jay):

I felt myself become somewhat limp, I put my hand up on my crushes face.

(George):

My eyes were all teary. I couldn't believe that stupid fucker did this. I knew who did it. But I didn't want to think about it. All I did was hold Jay close to me and cry. Where's the damn police/ambulance!