Undead Love: Hollywood Style [Finished] (sequel to Coming Out to the Band)

Let's Plot

Danny's POV

It's been a week since J and Jordan came out to the band. We've been adopting their cuddles and couple stuff into our daily lives.

We were all in the living room, except for Matt, watching some crappy reality show on tv. Some chick was trying to convince a guy that her breasts were real. Yeah, heard that before.

A text alarm went off and I looked over to see Johnny getting his phone out. I went back to the tv but looked back at him when he spoke out. "Fucking twit."

"What'd Deuce send you now?" Dyl asked. Funny how he knew it was him. Ever since Deuce and his ragbag gang of mice beat the snot out of Jordan, he's been sending Johnny loads of pics and texts. Mostly pictures of him and Johnny's ex, Clara, making out and shit. The texts are worse I think, but the pictures get to George the most.

Johnny handed his phone to Dylan. "Oh man..." He handed it back quickly.

"What?" Jordan and I said at the same time. And so the phone went around the room. When it came to me, I was a little shocked. Deuce didn't normally send these kind of pictures. It was Clara in some really sexy lingerie.

I handed it back before my body reacted. I wouldn't want George pissed off at me for rising at a picture of his ex.

"I wish we could do something to that jackass," Jorel spoke.

"Well..." Jordan laughed, "we could.."

"I'm in. Let's kick his FUCKING FACE IN!" Johnny partly screamed when the phone was returned to him.

"Guys, we have an opportunity here. Let's seriously hurt this maggot," Jordan sat up straighter and had a smile on his face.

We called Matt downstairs to help us plot and that's what we did. We plotted a revenge all night.