Harry threw me a smirk as he tossed his head towards the direction of haunted house, the main attraction of the fair we're at.
I tossed my head back, as if saying: "What about it?"
"Game for that, babe?" Harry asked as he linked his arms with mine, still smirking at me cockily.
"Why not? The question is, are YOU ready for it?" I retorted as I pulled him towards the entrance.
"'Course I'm ready, I was born for this... Now why is there no one in line?" Harry pondered, his head cocked to one side.
"Dunno, probably too scary..." I winked and lead him towards the attendant there, who told us the fee for the entrance and once we paid, let us in.
"Feel free to hold my hand if you want, baby girl..." Harry chuckled, trying to act manly while I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yeah right... More like you holding MY hand."
The temperature of the room was really chilly, the air conditioning probably cranked up to the max. I felt goosebumps immediately and we were suddenly engulfed in darkness.
"H-Harry?" I whispered and there was suddenly a gush of wind in front of us, sound of footsteps scurrying across.
Suddenly, red lights went on for a second and a scarred face popped up right in front of us, scaring us half to death.
"AHHHHH!" We both screamed unanimously and I instinctively clung myself onto him.
Sound of chainsaw and occasional evil cackle with high pitched screaming rang across the otherwise empty room. We passed by a pirate with the cliche hook hand and he "arghed" at us.
The heck? I almost felt like laughing at how pathetic that is. I felt bad for that man though...
We then passed through a hallway that led to different scenes, and me and Harry chose the one which led to a white dress, double pigtail little girl sitting on a classroom desk, writing something, face down. Immediately, I knew her face was going to be not so pretty, to put it mildly, so I wasn't exactly scared and was expecting it when we approached her, her head went up (eyeless and bloody sockets with deformed face) and she screeched at us.
Even though prepared, my heart jumped a little as I let out a little scream. To be honest, the scariest part was probably the start because we couldn't see anything and wasn't expecting it. However, I acted scared and terribly frightened by everything (even though it was all so cliche I saw all of them coming) just to have an excuse to cling onto Harry even more than usual.
"Harry!" I would squeal at the most boring bits like chopped up human parts that are most probably plastic (yawn....) clung to his strong biceps, making me feel safe.
"I got you, babe." Harry would assured and wrapped an arm around my waist, keeping me close to him. I would feel all warm and fuzzy inside, instead of being scared and screaming like a sane person's supposed to in a haunted house.
Maybe I'm different from everyone else, who knows? But the odds of someone who felt fuzzy and up on cloud 9 in a haunted house is extremely slim.
At one point, I leaped onto his back as something charged at us in front. He screamed but ventured forward bravely without breaking down in the middle of it.
When we finally reached the exit of the haunted house, chased by Chucky, we both gulped in the fresh night air, not saying a word for a minute.
"That was...." Harry started.
"Pretty funny." I cracked up as I thought about the human parts and the lame pirate.Harry chuckled at my response. "Oh really? Can you get off my back now, Miss it's-pretty-funny?"
I got down and pecked him on the cheek. "Thank you, o' brave stallion. Yeah okay, take it however way you want it. I was 'scared', oh-so afraid back there. Oh boo hooooo...." I mocked him as I decided to jump on his back again.
"Ey!" Harry protested and I giggled, ignoring his protests while pointing forward: "Now march on to the ferris wheel, my mighty steed!"
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PLOT TWIST: THE REASON WHY NO ONE WAS IN LINE FOR THE HAUNTED HOUSE IS BECAUSE ONLY Y/N AND HARRY SAW IT. IT WASN'T THERE AT ALL. THE ORIGINAL HAUNTED HOUSE WAS ABOLISHED AFTER A REAL DEATH OCCURED IN THERE NOT LONG AFTER THE GRAND OPENING OF IT. WHAT HARRY AND Y/N STUMBLED UPON WAS THE ACTUAL HAUNTED HOUSE, CONTAINING THE SPIRITS OF IT. STILL THERE, AT THE SAME SPOT.
THE GHOSTS AND PIRATES ARE ALL REAL. AS.WELL.AS.THE.HUMAN.PARTS......
OH MY GOSH, I JUST SCARED MYSELF WITH THIS AND NOW I HAVE GOOSEBUMPS BYE
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