When you moved into the ‘Murder House’ with your parents, you met a boy named Tate. Tate was ghost who died in the house after getting shot to death, the reason unknown to you. But past that entire ghost thing, Tate was a sweet boy. At least to you. You guys began to date. He was extremely clingy and overprotective but you didn’t mind it

Right now you guys are hanging out on the roof. Someone had called you so you answered the phone. Tate watched you, wondering who was on the phone, worrying that it was another boy. Tate leaned over and started to kiss your neck. You smiled a little, still on the phone as you tried to pull away “Okay, bye.” You spoke before you hung up, Tate was still kissing your neck before he pulled away with a cheeky smile “Who was that?” He asked with a chuckle “My mom.” You replied with a smile “Aww.” He cooed teasingly before he leaned in and kissed you