Colby Brock X Reader Sam Golbach X Reader

chapter 15 Colby

The old Sally House stood ominously against the moonlit sky, its windows dark and its wooden frame creaking with age. Colby Brock, Sam Golbach, and Kat had decided to film their latest haunted investigation here, drawn by the house's notorious reputation for paranormal activity. The air was thick with anticipation and a hint of fear as they set up their equipment.

“Are you sure about this?” Kat asked, glancing nervously at the shadowy entrance. “They say the spirits here don’t like visitors.”

Colby, ever the brave one, grinned. “That’s exactly why we’re here! To prove or debunk the stories.” He turned to you, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “What do you think? Ready to face some ghosts?”

You nodded, heart racing. The thrill of the unknown was intoxicating, especially being here with Colby. He had a way of making even the scariest situations feel like an adventure. Sam, adjusting the camera, caught your eye and winked, adding to the playful tension that hung in the air.

As night fell, the trio stepped inside, the wooden floorboards groaning under their weight. The atmosphere was heavy, and a chill crept down your spine. You followed Colby closely, his presence grounding you. “We’ll start in the living room,” Sam suggested, his voice echoing in the silence.

Once inside, they set up their equipment and began to explore. Colby, with his infectious enthusiasm, led the group, recounting the house's dark history—the tragic events that had unfolded within its walls. You couldn’t help but be drawn to him, the way he spoke with such passion, igniting a spark in you.

Suddenly, a cold breeze swept through the room, extinguishing the candles they had lit. Kat gasped, and Sam immediately turned to the camera, capturing the moment. “Did you feel that?” he asked, eyes wide with excitement.

Colby stepped closer to you, his breath warm against your ear. “It’s just the wind, right?” he whispered, but you could sense the thrill in his voice. The tension between you was palpable, and you could feel your heart racing for a different reason now.

As the night wore on, the atmosphere shifted. The playful banter turned into something deeper, more intimate. You found yourself alone with Colby in a dimly lit corner of the house. The air was thick with unspoken words, and before you knew it, he had leaned in, capturing your lips with his.

The kiss ignited

The old Sally House stood ominously against the moonlit sky, its windows dark and its wooden frame creaking with age. Colby Brock, Sam Golbach, and Kat had decided to film their latest haunted investigation here, drawn by the house's notorious reputation for paranormal activity. The air was thick with anticipation and a hint of fear as they set up their equipment.

“Are you sure about this?” Kat asked, glancing nervously at the shadowy entrance. “They say the spirits here don’t like visitors.”

Colby, ever the brave one, grinned. “That’s exactly why we’re here! To prove or debunk the stories.” He turned to you, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “What do you think? Ready to face some ghosts?”

You nodded, heart racing. The thrill of the unknown was intoxicating, especially being here with Colby. He had a way of making even the scariest situations feel like an adventure. Sam, adjusting the camera, caught your eye and winked, adding to the playful tension that hung in the air.

As night fell, the trio stepped inside, the wooden floorboards groaning under their weight. The atmosphere was heavy, and a chill crept down your spine. You followed Colby closely, his presence grounding you. “We’ll start in the living room,” Sam suggested, his voice echoing in the silence.