One Direction Imagines

Harry Requested Imagine: Try to hard

So this imagine was requested to me a couple of weeks ago by @iwannabeabby and I'm so glad I got another request. I'm gunna get sooooo bored during summer so if you guys have ideas and requests don't be afraid to ask, just specify your name, appearance, and whether you want innocent or dirty, and then anything specific you want me to include to make it perfect for you


"Oh my God, you guys. You lot are such chickens. Come on. It will be shockingly funny!" You laughed, trying to encourage your friends to enter the carnivals infamous haunted horror house.

Every teenager blabbers on about the house, how they 'almost peed themselves with excitement' and how 'terrifyingly hideous' all the characters were inside the several rooms in the abandoned house that became the local carnival hot-spot.

"Says the one that cried during Woman In Black" Your friend piped up, smirking at your unamused expression and narrowed eyes behind the wide rimmed hipster glasses you adored.

"That was through laughter, not horror" You retorted, angered that they never believed your story.

"Sure, whatever you say. I suppose the sleep walking and screaming through the night afterwards was just because it was so hilarious, was it Abby?" Your friends sarcasm was just uncalled for, in your opinion, and made the anger boil through your veins, heating your heart and igniting your terrible temper.

"Fine. I'll go in by myself and prove to you wimps that I DON'T get scared. I'll see you later at the ferris wheel if you aren't coming with." You countered, storming off towards the entrance to the house and slamming the rickety, archaic door behind you. 

The house was swallowed by darkness, only the faintest moonlight cutting through the eternal soul-crushing black. Standing in the degrading hallway, you started to regret your decision and made a move towards the door handle, before a faint whisper of "Sure, whatever you say" flooded into your memory, sticking into the forefront and battling your courage to stay strong and carry on.

Tentatively, you slowed your pace throught the house, taking in the actual features fo the house, rather than focusing too much on the "scary" things laid out to scare the typical teenage girls (fake spiders, snakes, glow in the dark paintings, fake blood.) You found yourself becoming rather confident with your surroundings and that you were coping pretty well with everything, until a voice boomed out over the in-built speakers hidden from your view.

"Well, you really do have balls of steel don't you? Most girls have let out a little yelp at something running around, like the cockroaches or rats or something. I'm impressed." 

You stared, dazed, circling the room wondering where this mysterious voice was watching you from, simulatenously scanning the floor for any traces of cockroaches. Rats you can kill, but cockroaches will never die. 

"Unfortunately this is only the warm up, get ready for a whole lot of terrifying walking towards you." Light thumps could be heard from the corridor as the speaker faded down, leaving you alone, once again, with only your thoughts and re-runs of your friends comments to keep you motivated.

Just as you were getting exhilerated by the possibility of proving everyone wrong and leaving the house with your dignity intact and your trousers pee stain-free, a hand gripped your waist and flung you over their shoulder. 

"You are about to witness a whole load of fucked up. You ready?" The voice laced with minical undertones spoke from beside you, racing up the rotting floorboards of the bare staircase towards the next level of the house. 

A faint gagging noise could be heard from somewhere along the hallway, a scream catching in your throat as you felt yourself being thrown into a barren room, empty of everything other than silence. It was suffocated with silence.  

"Now let me see that pretty little smile." Your captor finally spoke, as you removed your locked gaze from the floor to see a dark figure, who was not blessed by the looks of any actor unfortunately, rather disgustingly eyeing you as if you were a platter ready for him to devour. His vacant smile widened, revealing the missing or silver plated teeth he held, as well as accentuating the lack of structure in his face, his cheekbones uneven and closing in on his off center eyes.