Psycho Killer (Billy Loomis x Reader)

10 - Liar, Liar.

A bunch of people clear out, muttering things like "curfew" and "parents." The door hangs open after people leave. You go to close it when Billy jumps at you. You scream.

"Fuck you, man." You scold him and he laughs. Stu hears the noise and sees Billy.

"Hey, dude what are you doing here?" He asks Billy with a wink. You look to Billy who has his eyebrows raised. You kiss your teeth. Strange. Billy clears his throat when Sidney comes in.

"Oh, uh, I actually wanted to talk to Sidney." Sidney smiles.

"If Tatum sees you, she'll draw blood." Billy looks at you, nervous. You give him a smile and he returns the favor.

"You guys can go up to my parents room. You know, to talk or whatever?" Stu suggests. Your heart sinks. Billy obviously notices.

"Subtlety, Stu. Look it up."

"It's alright. We should talk." Sidney says, patting his shoulder. She leads him past you. Billy's hands brushes yours. They go upstairs. Randy comes in, just in time to see them turn the corner and leave. He scoffs.

"What's leather face doing here?" He asks. You playfully hit his chest and sigh.

"They went to makeup." You say and leave the room, upset. Randy and Stu watch you.

"There goes his chance." Randy says. Stu looks at him, confused. Randy looks back, smiling. "It was obvious."

You sit on the couch with the remaining people, eating chips. Of course, he wanted to hook up with Sidney. They were dating. Who wouldn't? Nonetheless, you were in your feelings. Stu sits down next to you and you rest your head on his shoulder.

"Look, here it comes!" Someone says, as there's a jump scare on the movie.

"The bloods not the right color. Why do they do that? It's too red." A kid blabs.

"Here comes another!" Randy tells them. People groan.

"How can you watch this shit over and over again?" Another person asks Randy. Randy shush's them.

"I wanna see Jamie Lee Curtis's breasts. When do we see them?" Stu asks. Randy stands up.

"Not until Trading Places in '83. Jamie Lee was always the virgin on horror movies. She didn't show her tits till she went legit."

"No way." A boy groans.

"That's why she always lived. Only virgins outsmart the killer." You laugh. Maybe that's why I survived so long. Stu finishes his beer.

"What are the rules?" He asks. You groan.

"Stu...." You tell him. Randy goes on about this forever. Randy pauses the TV.

"There are certain rules that one must abide by in order to successfully survive a horror movie. For instance: 1. You can never have sex. The minute you get some action, bam, you're good as gone. Sex equals death." You nod, pretending to pay attention. "2. Never drink or do drugs. The sin factor. It's an extension of number one. 3. Never, ever, ever, EVER, under ANY circumstances, say that you'll be right back. You won't." Stu stands up.

"Wanna another beer?" Stu asks. Randy looks up at him.

"Sure."

"I'll be right back!" Stu says, laughing. You giggle. Everyone "ooh's"

"There he goes, folks, dead man. Say bye-bye."Randy says. The horror fest continues. The phone rings, startling you. You go to pick it up.

"Dude, come quick, Mr. Himbry was found gutted and hung from a goal post on the football field." You relay the message to everyone else. They scramble out of the house after hearing the news, going to pry him down. You and Randy stay.

"We were just getting to the good part!" Randy tells them, but no one listens. You smile and plop back down on the couch.

"I'll watch with you." Randy smiles.