Home Invasion

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a/n- I'm actually writing this one-shot off of a video I watched. I'm gonna do a mix of the video and my idea into this. His channel is MrBallen on youtube and if you like creepy, alien, horror things then watch his videos.

Person- Tom Holland

Warning(s)- Violence, Swears

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I was sitting on my bed and it was late at night. I had just spent a long day of work and was exhausted so I was gonna go to bed. I tucked myself into bed before falling asleep. 

After a few hours

I woke up to a crash downstairs, it caused me to get startled but I assumed it was Tom. He would come over to my house when he had long nights at work. I grabbed my phone but got blinded from the brightness. My eyes began burning so I set my phone down and got out of bed. I called out "babe you there?" The noises downstairs suddenly stopped and silence fell. When I heard sudden, pounding footsteps running towards my stairs I felt my heart jump. I quickly went into my closet thinking it was a robber. I shut the doors and moved onto the shelves before popping my crawl space door open.

Thankfully it was really hidden and you'd have to actually be trying to find it to see it. I heard the running enter the guest bedroom I have before a door slammed open. Thankfully it was the guest bathroom and as I pulled my legs to my chest I heard my bedroom door slam open. There was a frustrated grunt before the closet doors bursted open. Thankfully I was quite hidden in the space and I could see his clothes but not his face from my angel. After he left my closet he began to rummage through my bedroom.

When I heard him leave my bedroom I quietly moved the lid back into place so I was even more hidden. The only con to this is that if he were to find me I would have no escape. I heard a loud scream before the voice spoke "I know you're in here!" I then heard a few glasses shatter as I heard things continue to get knocked over. As the night went on I could hear my house getting broken from the inside, him screaming, whispers of threats, and him constantly saying "I know you haven't left yet, I will find you."

This went on all through the night and I told myself, if I can count to 1000 without interruptions it should be safe. So a few times I would get to 200 or 500 but I would get interrupted with him screaming or something breaking. I was very tired and mortified but I was able to keep my heartbeat steady and my mind calm. After an hour I successfully made it to 1000 without any interruptions. I carefully moved the covering to the side before glancing out at my bedroom.

It was completely destroyed. My bed flipped, my dresser and bookshelves knocked down. My desk turned over, laptop screen shattered. Windows cracked, my floor mirror was on the ground with the mirror itself shattered along the floor. I then spotted my phone on the ground next to my matress. I built the courage before carefully lowering myself to the floor and quickly going to my phone and grabbing it. As I was going back to my closet and pulled myself into the crawl space I started to panic thinking what if he heard me, or what if he knows I'm in here.

I turn on my phone once the cover was back in place and I dialed the police. When they picked up I whispered into the phone "please send police. Somebody is inside my home, and I think they're gonna kill me if they find me." The operator responded "police are on their way, are you hiding?" I answered yes but after I answered a loud scream erupted from the hallway in my bedroom. "Bitch I will find you!" 

After awhile of the operator talking to me, my phone died causing my heart to sink slightly. I wrapped my arms around my legs and hugged my knees to my chest, waiting for this nightmare to be over. As I was waiting for a few minutes I heard the front door burst open followed by a voice yelling "Police! We're coming in, show yourself!" I did a small smile, finally knowing I'm saved and I waited till I thought it was safe for me. I then heard them call me by my name "Allura, it's safe to come out now." 

I moved the door to the side before carefully lowering myself to the ground. As I made my way downstairs I was very terrified and shocked at how destroyed my home was. Each room looked like a tornado was inside it for days. There were holes in the walls, he was really trying to find me.. When I made it down to the police I hugged the first officer I saw. I had tears streaming down my face that I didn't even realize till now. 

"You're safe now, do you want to call anybody?" He questioned me and I let go before doing a small nod "my phones dead though.." A police officer handed me my phone, opened on the phone app. "Thanks" I smiled at him before moving away slightly and dialed my boyfriend's number. After the fourth ring it picked up with a "hello?" I quickly said "baby it's me, come to my house as soon as you can." I then hung up, not wanting to explain to him over the phone. 

I handed the phone back and the police officer I hugged started to explain the situation. "Okay so not to alarm you but we haven't caught the guy. We also found the knives missing from the knife box, and when we were looking for the guy. We found 2 knives in each of the rooms, as well as holes in the walls. He was really looking for you, you're very lucky for doing what you did." I felt a shiver run up my spine as goosebumps rose on my skin. "Want to look around the house to see if anything was taken?" He asked and I shook my head, I began to shiver now that I was allowing my body to freak out. 

10 minutes pass

I'm on my driveway, sitting on the ground. My knees tucked to my chest with my arms wrapped around my legs. My face was resting on my knees, and I was sobbing softly while the cops continued to re-search my house and take notes. I heard a car screech to a stop as the door opened and the familiar voice I learned to love was heard. "Baby?!" I then heard the car door shut and as I glanced up he was already by my side. He began rubbing my back in a comforting manner as he sat down next to me.

"I-I" I tried to speak but I could barely calm myself. He moved his hands to my hips and hushed me before lifting me and pulling me towards him. He rested me on his lap, my leg on either side of him. I rested my face against his shoulder and continued to cry into him. I felt his hands rub comforting shapes on my back as he attempted to calm me. After a couple of minutes I began to tell him in detail what happened for the whole 9 hours. 

When I finished talking

"Well I was gonna ask you on our anniversary but I guess I'll ask you now." Tom spoke up and I glanced at him confused, wiping the tears from my cheeks. "Will you move in with me?" I felt my face heat up slightly before I smiled at him and pecked his lips. "We've been together since high school. I'm surprised it took you so long" I commented with a soft giggle and he playfully rolled his eyes. "Har har, I just didn't want you to feel pressured into moving in till my job settled down."

I scoffed while crossing my arms "you're an actor who plays Spiderman. I doubt your life is gonna settle down, once you're an actor. Your life won't settle down for awhile-" I told him and he just kissed me softly to shut me up. I glanced up when I heard somebody approaching "want us to keep you updated on the robber?" I shook my head slightly "no thanks, I'd rather not have him in my mind for the rest of my life." I noticed Tom give the police officer a look and the cop returned it with a small nod.

"I'll protect you from now on, plus you're never gonna be in a house alone again. Even if you want to be alone, you won't be." He told me and I narrowed my eyes at him before saying "technically with Tessa there, I won't be alone." He moved me before getting up and grabbing my hands, helping me to my feet. "True, but I just can't be okay if I knew this could happen to you again." I interlocked our fingers before saying "such a sweet boyfriend."

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