Dreaming Of You - Jenna Ortega imagines

I think you're holding the heart of mine (my heart is yours) tc

In which you don't make it

Now Playing: Step on Me - The Cardigans

no spoilers for the actual oneshot but bonus has spoilers! tw for violence

You smiled, softly, tapping on your phone as you texted your girlfriend. Tara Carpenter. She had just started attending Blackmore University, and you became friends while doing a film class together.

You were absolutely smitten with her, and her friends all loved you. Including Sam. But out of your best interest, they never told you about what happened in Woodsboro. You never liked the Stab movies, nor did you indulge in the weird rumors going around with her sister. You found yourself to be on a different side of the internet, unbeknownst of all these theories that Sam is the killer.

You lived with your sister, who happened to be out with her boyfriend. You both lived in a second floor apartment, your room window peaking out into the alleyway. You went between texting Tara and doing some work.

Tara sucks at wordgames!
wyd rn!

y/n can't play 8 ball!
working on my econ hw rn!
wbu

Tara sucks at wordgames!
bros working on econ hw 💀

y/n can't play 8 ball!
stfu u take film
dont ask me for help when you need legal issues

Tara sucks at wordgames!
okok im sorry my elle woods

y/n can't play 8 ball!
its ok i forgive you my james cameron

Tara sucks at wordgames!
you had to search up directors
didnt you

y/n can't play 8 ball!
pshh whaat
no....

You jumped in your seat at the sound of the phone ringing. You sighed, picking it up. "Hello?"

"Hello..." At the sound of the creepy voice, you hung up immediately. You grabbed your switchblade that was nearby, and continued to work.

You went back to texting Tara.

y/n can't play 8 ball!
nah some asshole js tried calling
they sounded creepy asf

Tara sucks at wordgames!
wait what??
y/n??
are you okay???

y/n can't play 8 ball!
im great rn why

Tara sucks at wordgames!
uh
ive gotten calls like that

y/n can't play 8 ball!
oh no way
shit dude its ringing again

Tara sucks at wordgames!
y/n dont answer it

"Bud-" You started, before you were cut off.

"You hang up on me again, I'll gut you like a fish!" He spat, making you giggle a little.

You scratched your eyebrow before playing with your switchblade. "Try it, asshole." You hung up the phone again. It rang once more. You ignored it, texting Tara once more.