5sos Imagines

Calum Imagine #2- Nameless

Your POV

Every single day I walk passed this boy. This boy has brown hair and faded blonde streaks in the front of his hair, framing his face. He has defined cheekbones, yet a soft face.

He sits on the stairs next to the dance studio I work at, playing his guitar and singing quietly. His guitar case lay open, a few dollars scattered in the bottom of the case. He has an angelic voice, but I don't think he realizes it. The way he squeezes his eyes shut to sing the high notes and the way his face relaxes while singing lower parts of the song. When few are around, he belts out the lyrics like no ones near, and when the streets are filled, his voice is barely audible. I don't know his name, I'm not sure I ever will, but he is special.

Time for work. I dread going to work but it's worth it to see the boy on the corner. I know it might seem crazy to look forward to seeing someone for a few seconds on my walk by, but there's just something about him.

I throw on my coat and leave my small apartment in the city. I live close to my dance studio so I walk there everyday, even on cold days like this. It's about 39 degrees outside but I love the cold, so it's ok. Will sing down the sidewalk, just seconds away from the infamous stairs.

I walk by him and he quiets himself and looks up at me. He normally never notices me walk by but he did today. He face was so beautiful and his eyes were deep. I look into his eyes and he soon looks away, strumming away on his guitar. The connection I felt between us two was inevitable.

*next day*

On the way to work he looks at me again, but this time he doesn't look away, his eyes locked with mine. I smile at him and he returns it, his face immediately lighting up. He always has a blank expression, but now, he seemed genuinely happy.

"You have a beautiful voice." I say and his cheek turn a light shade of pink. "Thank you." He light up again, flagging his amazing smile. I walk away, not knowing what else to say. Before I go in the door, I look over my shoulder and look at him, he looks broken. It takes everything in me to not go over and hug the boy. His eyes glisten as if he's about to cry and it tears me apart. I can't bear looking at him anymore, so I walk inside, instantly regretting not going back over to him. It's crazy, I feel like I've fallen in love with this boy and I don't even know his name.

The day went by quickly and I can't wait to walk by and talk to the boy. I want to have an actual conversation with him. Get to know him and his name. He seems like he has a lot to say, that he keeps inside. I walk outside, tightening my coat around myself as the sins blows.

I look over to the stairs and he's not sitting there, shivering like he normally is. Nothing, not even his guitar is there. On the step, is a piece of paper, stuck to the step with a chewed piece of gum. It reads:

Dear girl,

I don't know your name, and you don't know mine. You walk by me everyday and I think you know who you are if you're reading this. I really hope you find this note. I left this morning. I couldn't take you walking by everyday and having to sit there like its nothing. I don't know what it is about you, but I feel like I've fallen for you. I feel like I've fallen harder for you than I have anyone in my life. You said I had a beautiful voice, that made me happier then I've been in years. My parents kicked me out when I was 17, finding out I wanted to pursue music and not get a 'real' job and live up to their expectations. It broke me knowing they didn't care enough about me and left me to tend for myself at such a young age. I'm 20 now. I made my way slowly to the city, moving far from my parents. I never got enough money for a house so I've been living on the streets since then. So now you know my story, too bad I'll never be able to hear yours. I love you and it kills me knowing that you don't love me back, or at least I don't think you do. Just remember that I love you even though I don't know your name. By the way my names Calum. This is goodbye.

The letter brought tears to my eyes. I was balling and I didn't care who saw. If only he knew I loved him back. Calum, I love you too.

Sorry if this made you sad. Oops