Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

34. Halloween

Cami P.O.V.

I gagged at the sight in front of me. The way she ran into his arms on the screen, practically shoving her tongue in his mouth. Disgusting.

I threw a piece of popcorn at the garbage and yelled like there was someone there. I'm starting to get delushional.

"It's not real! Relationships suck!" I yelled at the screen, placing my popcorn to the side, the remote in my right hand. I rolled my eyes and clicked the next channel, seeing a Michael Myers movie on. Haha, I love this guy.

I mean how stupid could people in movies get? He's walking two miles an hour, while they run away. You could of ran so quickly, got the keys from your house, and drove to another state. But no, you had to trip, you had to breathe like a horse, so he could hear you while you hid. I mean if this was real life, I would have killed that mother fucker, I wouldn't be as stupid as the rest.

Cmon, they run and scream while looking back to see how close he is. You never turn around. You never wait for someone, and you never trip on something and don't get back up. These movies are always horrible but somehow entertaining. I laugh at every time a person makes a mistake.

I decided to stay home for Halloween instead of partying, considering there was one last night. That and the fact that I lost both relationships to the men that I love. Yeah, great fucking holiday.

I could give two shits though. I'm comfortable in my sweats, belly t-shirt and hair in a messy bun. I played with my belly ring while eating popcorn miserably with my other hand. I am really comfortable for once.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and I took it out, unlocking it with my pink colored nails. I clicked on my message icon and saw I had gotten a message from Liam. Huh?

'Hey, Louis, Niall, Zayn, Brian and I are going trick or treating tonight and a bit of egging. Want to come? x.'

I rolled my eyes at the mention of all the boys names and sent him back a message.

'No. I'm perfectly comfortable staying home and having a movie marathon.'

'Please?'

'No.'

'Your coming wether you like it or not.'

Who the hell does he think he is? I heard a knock on my door and shot my head towards it. It couldn't be him, it should be Harry. But he went to some party with Thomas... damn it.

I groaned and prayed it was Anne, but my prayers weren't answered as I opened my door and there stood Liam. And Zayn. And Niall. Louis and Brian were probably too pussy to come. But Zayn? Really? I am not in the mood for this.

I slammed the door in their faces and sat back on the bed, clicking to a different channel when the door opened again. The remote was yanked from my hand as I ate a handful of popcorn. Liam clicked off the tv, threw it onto the coffee table, and I glared at him.

"Hey!" I mumbled through the popcorn. "I was watching that! Who the hell let you in here anyway?"

"Actually, the door was unlocked. All the lights are off downstairs, so we figured you'd be up here, since the lamp is on. The light shone through the only window lit up." He smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"That doesn't mean your welcome. You know I could call the police on you for breaking and entering." I chewed, swallowing the last few bits of popcorn.

"Oh please. Hey.. you look.. different." He spoke crossing his arms and the other two looked at me in awe. Fuck you Zayn.

"What the hell do you mean?"