Norman Babcock x Reader

Confrontation

~Norman's pov~

I was sitting on my knees, looking down at the ground when the book slid in front of my line of vision. I looked up and saw (y/n).

"You know, people might saw things that seem mean, but it's really cause they're afraid." (y/n) said.

"You sound like my mom." I said.

"Well, your mom's got a point then. Besides, we're not that different-" I got (y/n) off.

"Oh, don't do that! We are different!!" I shouted.

"But it's true! We're both pick on at school, we both feel like we're alone in this world, hell, we even both see ghosts!" she then covered her mouth at the last part.

"Wait....what?" I said, confused.

"I....I see ghosts too, I always kept it a secret. I saw Bub, I heard the zombie talk, I even saw your grandma in the window." (y/n) said, you could tell that they were telling the truth.

"But, if you could see ghosts, then why did you keep it a secret?" I asked.

"I didn't want to be picked on more and more people calling me a 'witch'" (y/n) said. "So we're not that different, me and you." they then smiled.

I smiled back.

But then, (y/n) looked behind me and gasped.

I turned around and saw the big zombie heading our away. I gasped and got up to head for the exit but noticed the head zombie there. (Y/n) got behind me because she was scared.

I picked up the book, grabbed (y/n)'s hand and ran to the nearest exit as the zombies were closing in.

"Help! Somebody, help us!" I shouted, opening the door and running, still holding (y/n)'s hand.

~3rd pov~

"Let's burn them out!" the theatre teacher yelled.

A girl set her teddy bear on fire and threw it inside.

"We're all gonna die!" Courtney shouted.

~back to Norman's pov~

"Quick! Up to the roof!" (y/n) yelled and ran up the stairs. I followed her as fast as I could. The zombies were right behind us.

We got onto the roof, I shut the hatch, and
(y/n) locked it.

We backed away as the zombies were banging on the hatch.

I looked up and noticed the witch's face in the clouds. I started to climb up the ladder that way, I can try and talk to the witch better.

"Norman! Wait!" (y/n) said, climbing up after me.

~3rd pov~

"Oh, my gosh. Do you think this has got anything to do with Norman?" Norman's mom asked.

"Of course not." Norman's dad said.

"Everyone, look!" a woman said and pointed up to Norman and (y/n), climbing up the ladder.

"Perry, do something!" Norman's mother said.

"Norman! Get down from there this instant! You're suppose to be grounded!" Norman's father said.

Just then, a face showed up in the clouds to look like a witch.

~Norman's pov~

"You horrible old witch! Is this what you want?!" I shouted, holding the book.

"Norman! What are you doing?!" (y/n) yelled.

The witch's face turned to us.

~3rd pov~

"Necromancer!" the theatre teacher shouted.

"This is all their doing!" a woman said.

"Norman!" Norman's mother said.

~back to Norman's pov~

I opened to book and tried to read it but the wind kept blowing the pages.

"Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there lived a king and a queen in a magnificent castle." I said.

The witch in the clouds started to laugh.

"Why won't you listen to me? Why are you doing this?!" I asked.

Just then, the witch pulled it's face back and then lanched a lighting bolt at me, I used the book as a sheild but fell off the ladder.

"AHHHHH!" I screamed and fell.

"NORMAN!!!" I heard (y/n) yell for me.

And then I fell into darkness.