" I'm still running back to you Y/N, I know you won't like me the same. You're so in to Luke. You're so happy when you're with Luke." Tears are now running down his face, every little thing that you have notice is his tears.
He's so damn jealous of Luke Hemmings.
"You should've told me Calum! I didn---" something knocked you off. When you looked back, there are many hands around Calum an you're so far away from him.
The fire broke down the sweet serenity.
Everyone looks at you, looking bad like you have pushed Calum away.
You woke up from the bad dream. You started to pant, and you're really having a shortage in your breathing. When you got all of your nerves calm down, you wiped your tears away, realizing that you have slept on the edge of the bed, having a back ache because of bad sleeping position.
When you started to be serene, you looked at the room, its quite messy.
Man, this is your last day on this tour bus and to admit, you'll miss this all.
You looked at your journal, which seems to be missing something.
When you're looking at it, you saw something.
It looks like a picture?
Yes. Your eyes confirmed you that its a picture of the lads, hugging you in between. It do really look cute, and you almost cried.
When you started to cup the picture, a small piece of paper came down from it.
Oh say, do you see? This is not who we supposed to be.
You wouldn't know who among the lads may write it. You started to get curious, still smiling like a fool and then you pushed the thoughts away, not wanting it to bother the plan that you had when you're having trouble in your sleep last night.
You have thought that Calum sneaked into your bedroom. He tried to sing to you while caressing your hair but you know its just one of your imagination.
But, there's a question in your mind, that you can't take away. Where's your poem in your journal?
You started to look around your bed, but its not there. When you looked at the closet too, its not there too. You just shrugged the thought away, not wanting it to bother you anymore. It just frustrates you and you should have the serenity today because its your last chance to organize a stage for a teenage band. You even remembered that your best friend, Chrissy Costanza asked you to be her stage manager since they started a band too. They're not THAT popular but many people adore them.
"Come on Y/N, I know you cant stick with the boys that long," she sighed as she don't convince you that well.
"I know... Its just so complicated to have 4 boys in a tour bus at a time. But I like the way that they treat me. They never made me feel any awkward moment. " You shot back, not minding anything. She sighed again and then she turned down her frappe, then she smiled bitterly.
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CALUM HOOD IMAGINES || (Completed)
FanfictionSo, this is Calum Hood's imagine written by me! I do not own CALUM Hood, and it's purely fictional. And if you have read some of my works in different books, it's just coincidence. This is my imagination. Enjoy reading!
