The Holiday of horror

Chapter 1

Hey guys so I'm not sure if this type of story will work, since it's like horror/fanfic, but I'm giving it a shot, and seeing how it turns out!👌💓

Alfie's POV:
Today was the day we would head off to 'Stillwood estate'. A couple weeks ago all of the YouTube crew decided to go on a huge holiday together. Me, Louis and Jim, decided to take everyone to the country because we always go abroad, or somewhere in the city, so we thought it would be a good change. "Wake up little one" I whispered to Zoe, I didn't want to wake her up, she looked so cute Asleep but it had to be done. She moaned and stretched before opening her eyes. "Morning" she smiled, before closing her eyes again. "Zoe you need to get up now, Joe and Caspar and coming over in half an hour" I said as I got my clothes on. Finally she got out out of bed and got ready. I looked out of the window to see a bright sunny day, before I looked to the right to see a huge raincloud probably coming this way. Great. I was looking forwards to spending time with everyone. Everyone's busy nowadays so we don't meet up much. We were staying a whole week so there would be enough time to do a lot of different things. I checked the time and it was 9.20am, joe and Caspar would be here very soon. I walked down stairs to find Nala lounging on the couch, I remember when she was just a small puppy, now she's pretty big and takes up quite a lot of room on the couch. "Hello" I said to her as she trotted over, she is still just as cute. I poured her some dog food and filled her water bowl before putting some bread into the toaster for me and Zoe.

Louis' POV:
I was super excited to go on this holiday with everyone. I picked it along with Alfie and Jim. But there is something they don't know about where we are going- 'Stillwood estate' The man that we booked the estate phoned me a couple days after we had booked us. Basically he told me that the history of the estate was.... Well a bit creepy. In the 1800's the estate was a boys boarding school, where some kids were beaten and worked to death. Later it was turned into an asylum, for mentally ill patients of all ages. The man told me not many people want to stay after hearing the history of the estate, he went on to tell me a few stories, he told me some families staying there were reported to have seen figures drifting through the house, noises in the night and reports of sickness staying there. He also said the week we were staying nobody else was staying so we had the place to ourselves. I said, that was okay and we would call him if we see or feel anything. I hope I made the right decision.