Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Haunted House

"Who you gonna call?" Harry sings.  "Ghostbusters!" you finish as the two of you drive off towards a haunted house.  You'd been talking about doing this for weeks now and you've finally just sucked up enough courage to do it.  Harry had gotten really into the whole thing, gathering up flashlights and a little camcorder to try to catch some footage of anything supernatural.  As you walk up the front path to the house, Harry turns to you and asks, "'You sure you want to go through with this?"  "Why?  Are you starting to get scared?" you counter.  "Nope, just checking up on you."  He clicks on his flashlight and opens the old, splintered wooden door.  "Hello?  Anybody home?" he calls out into the darkness after turning on his camcorder.  "A ghost isn't gonna answer you," you tell him.  "It might," he insists.  You break off and head in separate directions - Harry manning the living room and you wandering into the kitchen to check things out.  "You think we'll actually find any evidence of this place being haunted?" Harry calls to you.  "Probably not, but this is still pretty cool.  Come in here and check out all this old stuff."  Harry comes to join you in the kitchen, walking into a cobweb as he goes.  "Ahh! Ghost!!" he screams before realizing it was just a cobweb and laughing at himself.  "You're ridiculous," you say with an amused laugh.