THIS IS HOW WE DO IT. Updating like a boss, while sitting in bed. Yup, life doesn't get much better than this! :P Also, I don't know whether to make this story a Leonard/reader one and if you want to see that, then let me know, as well if the very idea would sicken you to death and make your soul want to fly away, then also let me know. I don't want to be making you angry or annoyed if I randomly pair up the reader with a character you don't want her to be paired up with. SO just drop a PM or a review stating your answer and it would be really helpful for me when I'm creating the next few chapters. :) This chapter is also written in a bit of a weird way. Like some half's the readers narrating, then others its from Leonard's perspective.
I hope it isn't too confusing. And I'm also sorry for the detailed description of the opening scenes to the first 'scream' movie, but I have to make it horrifying for Leonard lol. I do not own any of the 'scream' movies btw :P Okay, *deep breath* I'm done with my rant. And I know that the title is really random, but I can't help it, I'm all out of good idea's :( Review please with your answer to the whole pairing issue (or just review for the fun of it!) :)

Chapter 8: Since when did you like horror?

Thai night was great. You had loved the fact that Sheldon had took the time to organize every day with a specific activity or food choice; some plain and normal, while others were odd and frankly random.
"'Anything can happen Thursday'?" You questioned Leonard one day as you sat next to him on his sofa. He smiled meekly.
"Sheldon made a schedule for our entire week."
You were bored with looking for jobs the whole week while Penny went out to work - although you did feel slightly bad when she would come in every evening looking half dead and about ready to kill anything that looked at her. So you opted to be a good friend and make her dinner for when she came in... and then lie about not finding any available jobs. It was the easiest way, you figured. On Saturday morning, Penny woke bright and early to head to work, while you lounged in her living room, head in your hands and a half eaten bowl of cereal between your elbows. You had gotten to know Leonard and the gang pretty well by now - seeing as you did get invited to eat dinner there most nights, and when cooking for Penny got boring, you happily obliged to go and eat with your newly christened 'friends'. It felt good to call them that. You liked the idea of having friends other than Penny.
So as your roommate left for work, you suddenly came to realize that you were all alone. On a Saturday. This was your life at the lowest. No work, nothing to do, and no one to talk to. That's when the brilliant idea of visiting Leonard popped into your head. So, you trudged over to the apartment across the hall from yours, and knocked on the door, not even knowing if anyone would be in. Or who would be in for that matter. You quickly decided that any company was better than no company on a boring day like this, and when the door swung open to reveal a lazy-looking Leonard, you grinned at him as if to mime 'oh cool, you've got a day off too!' He rubbed his eyes, and smiled back at you.
"Having a lazy day?" You asked coyly, noting his scruffy hair. "Er, yeah. Sheldon's just gone down to get the mail, I think. Either that or he's got lost again." He stepped to the side and opened his door wider, allowing you entrance.
"Again?" You repeated, frowning at his statement. Leonard hummed at your question, clearly stating it was true.
You breathed a laugh as you sat down on his sofa, leaning back into the plush cushions of the leather, allowing your eyes to slide shut. You had no idea why you were so tired. Or lazy. You hadn't seen Leonard at all yesterday, and guessed it was probably because he was working, or he was busy or something, but it was good to be in his presence again.
"Do you want something to drink?" You heard his voice ask from somewhere in front of you. Humming a brief 'yes'
You pulled up your feet and tucked them underneath you, getting comfortable as you so often did. "If you want to watch the TV, go ahead, I wasn't watching anything to begin with." You snapped your eyes open.
Reading the newspaper yesterday (to which Penny had called you old and lame for doing) you noted that there was a particular movie that had caught your eye which started at 10:30am. "Hey Leonard?" You grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, "Whats the time?" He looked to the clock on his microwave, before turning to you and stating that is was 10:28. You grinned. You were just in time. He frowned when you didn't explain why you wanted the time. Sensing his bewilderment, you quickly elaborated.
"It's a movie I want to watch and it starts in a few minutes." He nodded, before walking over to join you on the settee. Handing you a drink of cola, he sat down beside you. You noted how close he was to you, and shuffled away from him. Maybe he misjudged the amount of room on the sofa? As the credits began rolling, you grabbed a pillow and flung it at Leonard's head, hitting his square in the face. He spluttered out his drink and you shushed him.
"You're going to need that." You whispered, fumbling around for your own pillow."What the hell was that -" "Shhhh!" You quietened him as the title of the movie appeared in bold red letters. 'SCREAM'. It was famous of course, and one of your favorites. It never got old and it was a great horror movie to watch any time of day.
Leonard frowned. Why were you watching a horror movie at this time of the day? Leonard looked at you with slight confusement. Since when did you like gory horror movies?
"Since like forever!" You hissed, clutching the pillow close to your face at the gore you were expecting. Leonard had never seen this movie before, but after a sideways glance to you, and noting how you were emitting quiet squeaks and clenching your eyes closed, he followed suit, bringing the pillow up to his face so he could only just peer over. There was a phone ringing somewhere in the background just as a woman finished screaming shrilly. A blonde woman appeared beside the phone and picked it up, politely answering it. The man on the other end reminded Leonard of that crazy hobo he used to pass sometimes on his way to Cal-tech.
She didn't want to answer his random questioning so hung up and went to make herself popcorn. The phone rang again.
'This doesn't seem too scary...' He thought, stealing another glance at you. This time, your head was fully bent down into the pillow. He raised an eyebrow and continued watching. "Whats your favorite scary movie?" The voice asked, as the girl hummed in thought. "Halloween!" She answered. Leonard was intrigued by this movie. He normally thought movies started with gore and ended with more gore. This was different.
"Hey (_f/n_)?" He whispered to you, "When was this film made?"
"1996." You hissed back, whimpering as you heard the man on the other end of the phone ask for the girls name. Leonard sighed, looking back to the screen. The girl giggled slightly.
"Why do you want to know my name?" The girl asked smoothly, setting down videos on top of her TV.
"So I can know who I'm looking at." (_f/n_) let out a quiet squeal again, and shuffled closer to him. He held his breath as she rested her head on his shoulder. A few minutes later and the blonde girl was cowering in the corner of her room as the man on the phone asked her questions about scary movies in order for her to save his life. Leonard had to take back what he said about this movie. It was getting pretty disturbing. (_f/n_) was now peeking out from behind their shared pillow, gripping Leonard's arm with extreme strength that he never would have guessed she could have possessed. "Who was the killer in Friday the 13th?" The voice asked, to which the girl shot up.
"Jason! Jason, it was Jason!" (_f/n_) was quietly whispering a chorus of 'no, no, no' as the voice told her it was the wrong answer. She protested until the voice told her Jason's mother was the original killer. The girl looked defeated,
heart-broken, scared all at the same time. "You tricked me!" She cried out.
"Well lucky for you there's a bonus round!" She looked up, apparent hope in her eyes, until the voice spoke again.
"But poor Steve. I'm afraid he's out!" The music heightened as the camera panned to the girls boyfriend, gagged and bound in a chair, who uttered a muffled scream before going limp, the lighting showing a ghastly sight before the girl. Leonard forgot how to properly work his jaw at that point as his mouth opened slightly. He gripped (_f/n_) back, the music and the atmosphere finally getting to him. He shut his eyes, wanting the moment to be over as he heard glass break from inside the movie, and more screaming, struggling and running. Panting and heavy breaths ensued and he peeked open an eye at (_f/n_) who was watching with a shocked fascination at the movie she had chose to watch. Leonard looked at the screen again, witnessing the brutal murder of the blonde girl as she struggled away from her killer, whimpering and crying out in pain. She tried to call out to her parents but to no avail as she lay dying on the floor. This was all so horrific!
"No!" Leonard heard himself shout out to the TV, startling (_f/n_) in the process. Her parents held the phone to their ears, the connection between the phone their daughter was holding and the one they were holding was still live, as they could only listen as their little girl was dragged along the floor. (_f/n_) buried her face into his chest as he continued to scream out to the girls parents, to her, to anyone!


Sheldon climbed the many stairs of his apartment complex. What a fine and ordered day this had been, and it was only 11am. He sighed contentedly, reaching his floor and pushing his key into his apartment door. Swinging it open and stepping in, he could only stare, confused and bewildered at the sight before him. Leonard pointing to the TV in a flustered state, crying out for someone to 'listen to him and go outside already' while (_f/n_) curled up beside him, her face buried in his chest and peeking out every once in a while, only to shoot back to her hiding spot. All he could do was...stare.