"Did you hear that?" Both you and Colby stopped moving, trying to listen. When nothing was heard Sam spoke again. "I swear to god I heard footsteps." y/n rolled their eyes. "You're not going to scare me guys it's an old decrepit house it could've been anything." "No, I heard it too. It definitely sounded like footsteps." Colby said.
"Stop it guys it's not funny anymore. It's NOT going to work and you are NOT going to scare me this time." Colby and Sam looked at y/n. "Babe we're not playing around listen." Colby pointed a finger to the ceiling and sure enough there was the thumping of footsteps on old wood right above the three of them. Y/n got closer to Colby, grabbing his arm and cowering behind him. "Does that mean we can go now? You guys have filmed enough right?" Sam looked a little disappointed "well yeah but we haven't even gone upstairs yet." he sounded like a child when they didn't get what they wanted.
"don't worry pumpkin nothing here will touch a hair on your body while I'm here." Colby said while pulling y/n towards the stairs Sam just disappeared to. Y/n rolled their eyes for the hundredth time that night but smiled fondly. "My hero."
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Trap House Imagines
FanfictionTFIL IMAGINES: >Colby Brock >Aaron Doh >Corey Scherer (Will add more) •Requests are open 😁 •If you see any mistake please let me know and I'll fix it ASAP ☺️ •no hate on any of their gfs
