Horror Movie Scenarios(Slow Updates)

You Realize You Love Them

Freddy:

You hadn't seen him in your dreams for a couple of days. You were worried.

'Wait! Why are you worried?! It's not like he means anything to you!' you thought to yourself.

You tried to convince yourself that he was just some nasty pervert. You tried and tried, but even by the mention of his name, your heart would skip a beat. There was no way this was happening to you.

You saw him again in one of his dreams, you guys did what you normally did, but this time everytime he flirted with you, you'd scold him, and blushed heavily.

You finally came to terms with your feelings. Oh god help you.

Norman:

You and Norman were watching some news report on the TV. It was about some chick going missing. Something about her being an actress.

You shrugged it off, and changed the channel. You looked over at Norman, to catch him starring at you. You smiled, and blushed and quickly looked away, but you could still feel his gaze.

"W-what would you like to watch N-Nor-Norman." Your heart began to race, but not in a bad way.

"Hm...H-How a-ab-about a-a mo-movie?" He looked over to you.

You nodded your head and clicked over to the movie channel. On came some romance movie. You didn't mind, and neither did Norman.

You couldn't help but notice how the details in his face was strangely attractive. Every inch of his face. You had a strange urge to get closer to him, so you did. You moved over, so that you were close to him.

You began to blush, and so did he, although he tried to hide it. Your heart was going 100 mph in that very moment. You realized that you loved him. Only because the girl on the movie was acting the same as you were. What were you going to do?

Jason:

You and Jason were hanging out with each other. You were in one of the cabins. You were reading, and he was playing with one of the scruffy dogs he had found in a garbage dump around here. 

You had an open heart and cared deeply for animals. After seeing the dog in such poor conditions after he brought it home, you grabbed a hairbrush and a razor to help with the horrible matting. After that, you ran down stairs as quickly as you could to get something from the fridge. Taking out the left over stake and running up the stairs. You put a stake in a bowl, and next to that, you placed a bowl of water, which the dog happily took.

You were sitting on the couch reading a book that your friend had recommended over text message. You were enjoying the book, and had already come to terms with your little attraction to Jason. You thought it was just a crush at first. 

Now, sitting next to him, you knew that this wasn't just a small crush anymore. You could feel your heart racing every time he was near you. You noticed every little detail about him, and you wanted to spend most of the day with him. You were so happy to be with him. 

Little did you know that he felt the same way. You were worried that he didn't accept your feelings, so you didn't see anything. You wanted to tell him so bad, but the doubt that grew within your chest made you think otherwise, so like before you didn't say anything.

Michael:

You and Michael were just hanging out in the same abandoned building you two had met in on that fateful Halloween night. You smiled at him, and he stared back, because you couldn't tell if he was smiling back. Heck you didn't even know if he could smile back.

You were recently growing a crush on the psycho murderer of your small town. It sounded crazy, but it was true. You didn't know why, but the crush began to grow into something a little more. You began to think Michael was an amazing person.

You were about to slap yourself, but Michael had wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You leaned into him. Your head resting on his chest, which you found out was quite firm and muscular. 

You couldn't help but blush. Your heart began to race violently, and this feeling you got in your chest. It wasn't fear or anything. It felt nice. You wanted to stay in that same place with him forever. You dozed off, wondering what it would be like to be with him forever.

Hannibal:

You and Hannibal were having a nice dinner. You were enjoying it. You looked up to see Hannibal watching you intently. You smiled slightly, with a blush spreading across your cheeks, and he smiled back.

You finished the meal, and you two decided to go for a walk. You left Hannibal's home, and walked around the area. He told you stories from his past, some of which were funny, and others that were serious, and made your jaw drop. 

He loved telling you stories, but you soon found your fascination with him grew. You almost had the overriding temptation to grab his hand, or interlink your arms with one another.

You smiled, and continued to listen to him. He interlocked his arm with yours, and in that moment you were as happy as could be.

Chucky:

You banged your head on a wall repeatedly. There was no way in hell that this was happening. There was no way in any hell that this was happening.

You were in love with a psycho murdering talking doll. You continued to bang your head, hoping that the damage would counteract the damage already done.

"Y/N, what the absolute fuck are you doing?!" Chucky asked, walking out of the living room, probably because he heard the banging and wondered what you were doing.

"Just trying to get something out of my head is all." You told him, not looking at him.

He shrugged, and walked away, "just don't break the wall."

You rolled your eyes, going back to banging your head on the wall. You hated this more than you didn't hate Chucky and that made you hate it more.

Leatherface:

You had been staying with the psycho family for about a couple months. Over that period of time you got to know Thomas as you figured out. He was actually quite nice.

You found yourself falling for him, eventually. He was kind and strong. He helped you with some of your chores that were assigned to you when you arrived. He didn't have to, but you guessed that he wanted to.

You got closer to him over those couple months. You wondered if there was a reason he kept you alive out of everyone of your friends, which you pretty much ended up eating, at least, you think.

You had pretty much come to terms with it. You would even talk about it with his cousin, which she was about your age. You'd go to her for advice and other things. Sometimes to talk about Thomas, in which she would tell you how cute you two would be together. You just chuckled and brushed it off.