Complicated

Chapter 20

Harry helps me step up onto the back of a truck, where squares of hay have been played down. I use my hand to guide myself to a seat. It's nearly black out.

When I sit down, the hay pokes at my leg and I jump before settling down on it. Harry laughs at me, of course. I look around at a party of 6. They're all unfamiliar faces labeling teenage bodies. Even if I did recognize them, when the truck begins to move, it is practically impossible to identify anyone. The truck goes down a short hill and enters complete darkness. I nuzzle into Harry, forcing myself to forget all words exchanged just before. If I didn't remember that Harry sat next to me, or his natural warmth and the firm of his body...and his scent.... I wouldn't be able to tell it was him.

Sight it completely useless right now.

"Well this is-"

I scream when I see a torn up doll face on the side of me, smiling and rocking back and forth on both feet. I completely cut off whoever was talking before but that scared the living daylights out of me. What kind of haunted house is this?

I hear giggles in the darkness and I can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry." Harry barely whispers in my ear. I place a silent kiss on what feels like the corner of his mouth.

I wrap my arms around him just to keep myself warm. The air is frigid and my mouth feels like it's ready to chatter. Maybe from the cold, or the scary face I just turned to that I can't seem to get out of my head.

As we travel down, I hear a music- and it grows louder and louder. It sounds like an old 50's record. Creepy. Singing that sends a shiver down my spine, followed by a larger one when it plays a repetitive child's laugh. I bring Harry in closer.

U thought this would be fun but I am literally scared. In stuff like this, I'm usually the one making fun of every one for being nervous.

I see multiple faces lined up on the side across from me. They all have their heads down and wear all white. They hold a cross in each pair of hands. I hear a gasp in front of me before turning around slowly. They are lined up on both sides. What the fu-

I realize the gradual light coming on the sides which make then visible. A sudden boom makes me jump. It sounds like a vice.

Another boom cracks, the time, as it happens, I see a man on the side I'm facing get dropped from a tree. He hangs by his legs upside down, dangling. I notice my hands sweating in the fabric of Harry's jacket.

The truck stops slowly with a screech and a guy comes to the back to unload us. He opens the gate and I remain close to Harry.

"What is this place?" I whisper to him.

"I have no idea. I've never been here but it's really frigging weird. Niall said he signed the contracts for us."

I gulp.

"Contracts?"

"Yea. Just agreeing that we are 18 or older and about that it may cause heart attacks and stuff."

"What!" I shriek.

"All of them say that, Victoria. It's extremely unlikely. Now calm down, I'm right here with you."

"I hope so" I laugh "don't let go."

"I won't."

Our group if ten is led into a dark room and the guy closes the door behind us.

"Let the fun begin." I creepy voice says close to my ear. I am sure it's not Harry.

Thanks for reading everyone! I hate how busy this week was. I need to write more because I love it. Haha I have a feeling the next chapter's going to be..different. goodnight guyss