Dating Styles & Tomlinson

Chapter 8

~Chelsea's POV~

"Game on." Is the last thing I hear Harry say before me and Louis separate running in different directions.

I run to the garage and grab a soda and whip cream. I walk back out of the garage and put mentos in the soda and shake it. I hear Harry footsteps coming towards me as I move behind the counter to hide the soda that is ready to explode.

"You need to hide better next time babe." Harry says smirking as he holds up a pie and walks closer to me. When his about to throw the pie at me, I quickly lift up the soda bottle and spray it at him.

It gets all over him and he yells infuriated. I laugh and quickly run off, I go into the basement and hide behind a table with stuff.

I look around the basement, I've never been here before and I know why.

I shiver at the thought of horror movies when the person always gets trapped or killed in the basement.

I laugh at myself for trying to get myself scared. After about half an hour I get bored and decide to leave. I walk up to the stairs and try to open but it doesn't budge.

I start panicking. I begin to bang on the door hard and screaming "GET ME OUT!!"

Eventually I get tired and a take a step back but fall down the stairs leading to the basement door.

I scream as I fall down and hit my head hard multiple times until I pass out.