♫ I’m In Love With a Monster- Fifth Harmony

you and connor have a rough history.

not like it mattered that much to you anyways, you had your own thing going on with a boy from camp half blood’s annual haunted events.

you met connor when you first arrived to camp. after getting claimed, you became friends with him. he showed you around camp, showed you the cabins, and helped you move into your cabin.

he pulled pranks on you constantly, but as a way to show his affection towards you (to which you never even picked up on). but he kept trying.

eventually, he started just plain hitting on you. it began at sparring practice, you had him pinned on the floor with his wrists at the side of his head, though his smirk never faltered. he met your gaze and muttered

“y’know, this isn’t a punish for me in fact, i kinda enjoy this position.” he spoke, earning a scoff from you. he meant it, he did enjoy it.

eventually, he got bolder. flirted more, precisely. he calculated every move, knowing what to do, when, and where. but in the end, it was no use.

he’d gotten you alone at the end of the campfire, meeting your gaze. “i know i hit on you a lot but i do genuinely like you. you’re- you’re all i’ve wanted for a while.”

but you didn’t feel the same.

you rejected him, trying to let him down softly. but, of course, he doesn’t quit. he kept flirting, kept hitting on you, got more consistent. he figured if he did it enough, you’d have to reciprocate eventually.

he was wrong.

even through all that, you kept blowing him off, saying “oh we’re just friends, connor, you know that”. he began to give up. eventually, you guys just stopped talking completely.

now, it was October. which meant the annual camp half blood horror nights began. it wasn’t an actual big thing, but some cabins got together to put together a part of camp reserved for haunted mazes and scare actors to roam, and to give camp something to do.

connor, being connor, was one of the main people to set this up. he could prank people, scare people, get to enjoy halloween, and get his mind off you. what more could he ask for? so, on opening night, he dressed as one of the main scare actors.

now, roaming the area in black face paint, colorful marks around his body fake blood splattered around his clothes, stilts under his feet, torn clown clothes that showed off his muscles (he totally did that on purpose), and a mask over his face, he was ready to go find his victims.

he didn’t want to be just any scare actors, though. he followed the people he wanted to scare, and flirted while in the suit. no one would know it was him, they’d just see his body. who could resist? that was until his gaze fell upon a girl approaching him.

“can i please get a picture?” you asked, not knowing it was him. connor had a voice modulator, so when he responded his voice was deep, raspy. “of course, pretty girl.”

at that, you blushed. you took your picture. but connor wanted to have some fun with this. “who said you could leave, baby?” he said, leaning over you due to the stilts.

your heart raced. this was just a monster, why was this happening? but you couldn’t help it. you spoke with him a bit, and began falling. it was stupid, you knew it. but… you truly began falling for this monster.

connor, on the other hand, was having too much fun with this. he loved this new attention. you flirting back, you actually reciprocating, everything about you actually liking his attention. although, he began pulling back just to tease, wanting you to beg after how long he spent begging.

petty bitch, he was.

as time passed and october began to come to an end, he kept roaming around the area. he wanted to take full advantage of his time, of having you for once. even if you didn’t know it was him.

now, it was halloween night. you were ay the area again, connor roaming around again. you approached him, to which he turned to look at you and get into character.

“well, pretty girl is back again?” he asked, a smirk under the mask, enjoying all the attention.