🂱𝒪𝒸𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾ℴ🂱- 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙓𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Red Looks Nice On You-7

Randy directed to his house and soon I pulled up and parked in his driveway. I pulled my keys out of the ignition and stuffed them in my pocket. "Well- uh, here we are." Randy said glancing slowly over to his house. It was nice. Not too small not too big. Just a normal house. "Oh come on, your house is lovely. You don't have to worry about impressing me, Randy."

I smiled at him. "Oh well thank you. Uh- my parents aren't home right now so we can be as loud as we want." I looked at him and smirked. His eyes widened. "UH NO- I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT Y/N." He paused taking a breath. "I just meant that we don't have to worry about my parents yelling at us for screaming at the tv or some shit." I giggled. "Okay, I knew what you meant Randy. Anyways, can we go in now? It's a little cold out here."

"Oh yeah of course. Sorry- my mind is kinda in the gutter right now. Just thinking about a lot of things." He walked up to the door and opened it without using any keys. Okay- so his parents are dumb enough to leave the door unlocked. Good to know. I walked in behind him and got a feel for his house.

Simple. Small living room, tv, nice furniture. Just simple. I smiled. "So what do ya wanna do now that we're alone?" I asked toward Randy leaning on the wall while crossing my arms. He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well, I have a surplus of horror movies. You can pick any one you want?" I grinned. "Great! I loveeeeee horror movies!" I walked over to his couch and plopped myself down.

He went over to the cabinet right underneath the tv and looked all through them and grabbed every horror movie he could hold. He scurried back over to me and threw them all down on the couch beside me. I shifted through them looking for a certain movie that I knew he most likely had. Halloween, Friday The 13th, Misery, The Silence of the Lambs, Anaconda, Steven Kings It, The Return of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Candyman, Christine, The Shining, Tremors...

I searched all through the movies until I found the perfect one. I handed it to Randy and his face scrunched up as he looked at it. "Carrie? Really? I've seen this like a million times before." I laughed. "Hey, you said I could pick any movie I wanted so I picked Carrie. I mean c'mon! It's a classic. I just love it." He rolled his eyes. "All its about is a girl who gets bullied then murders people out of pure rage and revenge." I scoffed. "And that's the beauty of it! The simplicity makes it ten times better than any other horror movie!"

Me and Randy bickered a bit more until he finally gave in and accepted that I wanted to watch Carrie and I wouldn't take no for an answer. He went into the kitchen. "Hey, I'm gonna make some popcorn so don't you dare start the movie without me!" He yelled from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah whatever drama Queen." Randy poked his head through the doorway and squinted his eyes at me. "What was that?" I waved my hands around in the air. "Nothing I swear!" I giggled as he went back into the kitchen.

Okay, at least he's fun to hang out with..but someone has to die tonight and unfortunately for him, he met me. If I didn't feel like killing him tonight then I think me and him would have been good friends in the long run. Oh well. Ya live and ya learn. Except for him. He doesn't live. Not through tonight.

I kept thinking to myself until suddenly I heard the landline start ringing. I snapped my head toward the phone. "I'll get it!" I yelled toward Randy. He sighed. He was already half way there before I ran over and grabbed up the phone. "Helloooo?" I asked toward the phone. "Hello." The man on the phone spoke.
OKAY- WOAH- HIS VOICE...HIS VOICE IS FINEEEEE.

"Uhm...who are you?" I asked the very sexy sounding man. "I'll tell you my name if you tell me yours." I laughed crudely. "Yeah no. Look, I don't know if you think I'm one of those dumb girls in horror movies but I don't go telling strangers my name." I heard a low chuckle come from the phone. I leaned down on the table. "Well," I paused and sighed. "Why do you want to know my name sexy voice man?" He stayed quiet for a couple of seconds before answering. "Because I want to know who I'm looking at."

I stood up and put a hand over my mouth to stop the laughing fit that was to come. "Okay, you're cute." I giggled more. "What?" "Oh. My. Fucking. God. Are you deaf?" I asked toward the man squinting my eyes. "I said, YOU. ARE. CUTE." I said the last part louder so he would definitely hear me this time. "You're not..you're not worried that I can see you?" I rolled my eyes again. "No I'm not fucktart. I don't care if you see me. I like your voice so what's so bad about talking to a hot sounding stranger? Nothing? Yeah that's what I thought." I walked into the kitchen to see how Randy was doing with the popcorn. I hopped up on his marble counter top. "What is that?" I grinned. "My uh...friend is making some popcorn." "Well I only eat popcorn when I watch movies." I could hear the shit eating grin coming from him.

"Well I'm about to watch a video with said friend." The man chuckled. "Is it scary?" I ran a hand through my hair. "Sure is. Do you like scary movies hot man on the phone?" I asked toward him. He seemed a bit taken a back from the lack of an answer. "Whatever..." I mumbled. "Look uh, I have to go. See ya later dude." I walked back over to the telephone stand and started to put it down as I heard the man speak up again. "Don't hang up on me-"
I already put the phone down as he started talking again.

Oh well, I'm sure it was just some snarky teenager playing a prank on girls around the neighborhood.