Ghost Of You | cth

Epilogue

Calum's POV

"Thank you so much for being an absolutely amazing crowd!" Luke pronounces his gratitude into the microphone. "Before we end tonight's show, my brother Cal is going to introduce our last song."

Luke gives me a small smile, his eyes gaze into mine with a hint of encouragement.

I adjust my posture and give myself an unnoticeable nod before speaking into the mic and to the crowd.

"Well first of all, I'd just like to say thank you all so much for sharing this concert with us. It means a lot to me and the band that you show your passion for the music we make and continue to support us."

As I look out into the crowd and the mass amount of people that are attending the concert, I realize the weight of what I'm about to say.

I try not to take too long, but I could feel the anxiety building up inside of me and need to remind myself to breathe before I continued my talk spot.

"The last song we're going to perform for you is the most important and meaningful song to me."

It's been four years to the day since Paige died. I never imagined how my life would be without her, and the fact that the boys and I are performing a charity concert in her honor hits me like a bus.

The years go by, but it still doesn't get any easier. I miss her every second of every day.

There are places that I see and situations that I go through, and I can't help myself but wish Paige was there to experience it with me.

When I see a famous landmark or something as simple as a pretty sunset I think to myself, Paige would've loved to take a picture of this.

There are times when we're taking the train into an unknown city and I'll think to myself, Paige would've loved to experience this spontaneous trip into a place she's never explored before.

It's unfair that a girl like Paige who had so much life in her to live, had that end way too early and I beat myself up for it every day that I couldn't have helped her early on.

"This song reminds me of a person that I love so much and will continue loving for the rest of my life."

The crowd is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. It makes me that much more self conscious that they can hear how loud and fast my heart is beating in my chest, but I continue.

"If you don't know who Paige is, she was the photographer for the band. Not only did she take fucking incredible pictures for us, she also completed us."

I look back at the boys. Small smiles are planted on their faces as well as a glisten of tears in Michaels eyes.

I look back out at the crowd, "Paige kept the band in line. Without her we would've been a mess. She constantly stressed out over things that seemed so little, but in reality they are things that were important and dire to keeping the band going."

Despite the tears in my eyes and my throat feeling tighter by the second, I continue praising the only girl I'll ever love. "Our girl means the entire world to us. She made us believe in light at the end of a dark tunnel."

I look down at my bass and focus my eyes on the small camera I had painted onto it as a reminder that my girl is always with me. I take a deep breath and remind myself that I'm fine and that I can do this.

"Because of everything she's done for us, we'd like to dedicate this song and charity concert to her."

As I finish my talk spot, Michael steps forward and begins playing the first notes of our song Ghost Of You.