"Harry, I hate this," y/n whined as the two watched the horror movie.She clutched her blanket close to her as Harry laid back on the couch with a straight face.
"Y/n, we're watching Ghost Busters. Pussy," he mumbled, staring at her as she hid the blanket over her head.
In a muffled voice, y/n said, "yeah, exactly! What kind of sick horror movie is this? And how are you not scared?" If you couldn't already tell, y/n isn't the biggest fan of horror movies, or scary stuff in general. On the other hand, Harry loves to get scared. He loves the exhilaration.
"I don't get scared. Ever."
Out of nowhere, there was. A knock on the door. Y/n put her blanket down. She cocked her head to the side, "it's twelve a.m. How are there still trick or treaters outside?"
Harry took a deep breath and he stood up, "I'll get it," he opened the door and there was no one there. He scrunched his eyebrows and he picked up a mini-box that was left in the front of their door.
"Who is it?" Y/n asked from the couch.
"It's not a who. It's a what?" He mumbled.
"Ok, I'm going to the bathroom!" Y/n commented, walking to the bathroom.
Harry opened the box and inside was a note that said: "One down, one more to go. Z"
"One down? Z?" He asked himself, "one down? What does that mean?" He mumbled to himself.
Out of nowhere, there was a scream coming from upstairs. His eyes widened and he ran upstairs to open the bathroom door. A scream slipped from his mouth.
"Y/n!" There laid y/n's dead body filled with blood. Out of her neck was a toothbrush.
'Y/n was stabbed by a fucking toothbrush,' Harry said to himself. His heart beat faster than it has before.
The love of his life, done. Forever non existent from his life. He refused to cry. Y/n wouldn't want him to cry.
Harry took multiple deep breaths and when he turned around, there Zendaya stood with a knife in hand.
"You thought it would be Zayn bitch," with that, Zendaya stuck a knife into Harry's chest. A shrill scream came out of y/n's.
"ZENDAYA! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO ACTUALLY KILL HIM! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO SCARE HIM!" Y/n screamed at her.
"Oh, I know. But one down, meant him. Now it's your turn," She darkly said, chucking the knife into y/n's heart.
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So yeah... happy late Halloween 😂
Inspiration: Liv and Maddie. Whoops
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