These characters do not belong to me, this story is based on characters from American Horror Story and boys in the band One Direction.
It has been three years since i last talked to Tate. Emotions flood in my head just thinking of his name. Tate. I love him so much, i just can not forgive him. It is his fault, raping my mother, killing his classmates, hurting my family. I just have missed him so much since i told him to go away. I feel sick and overwhelmed. I go into my old bedroom and lie on my old bed. It shocks me a little that no one has come to check the house out. Wait, no it doesn't, but who gives a fuck, this place is a hellhole any way. I feel bad the the assholes who move in here next.
I somehow managed to fall asleep for a while. I was woken up by the sound of the door opening. I ran down stairs to see what it was. I hid in the shadows when i noticed him. A tall boy with curly, brown hair, wearing a flannel, clutching a bat. He shut the door and continued inside. He pulled out his phone and the familiar sound of Nirvana filled the room. I missed the times when Tate and i sat on the floor and listened to Nirvana, i would sometimes fall asleep in his arms, listening to Kurt's raspy voice, as he told me his stories about the 90's. The boy raised the bat, and swung at the window. I noticed one of the twins standing besides me.
"That asshole is gonna die. Thats how Troy and i dyed, we were tearing the shit out of this shithole with bats, then that dumbass baby attacked us." He said with a lisp, then dissapeared, probably trying to scare him.
The boy started wondering towards the basement, i didn't want Thadious to kill him, so i followed after him down the stares. When we got to the bottom Thadious came out of the shadows and pounced on him.
" Thadious GO AWAY!" I shouted, and memories of when i last spoke to Tate replayed in my mind.
"What the fuck was that, and who the hell are you! Were you following me?" He spoke with a brittish accent.
"That was Thadious, i am Violet. This is my house. And i believe You were trespassing, who ever you are." I said sarcastically.
"Oh, sorry, i'm Harry. I thought no one lived here."
"Well you thought wrong, i guess." I said with a smile.
"Are you flirting with me?" He asked, with a smile.
"Maybe."
