5sos Crap

This Christmas Imagine by me

This is a girl imagine of my Michael "addiction" chapter, it's an alternate ;)

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow" Sammy Cahn sang , through your small kitchen radio.
"Oh shut up" you said , turning it off. You wrapped another blanket around your shoulder. You window was broke so you had no choice but to let the blistering cold into your apartment. It had to be atleast -20 degrees celsius outside.
Christmas Eve was a horrible time of year for you. Number one , your allergy to pine-tress and dust. Number 2 you hated snow and the cold. And number 3 , a year ago on Christmas Eve your beloved husband Michael was on his way back from visiting his family in Australia when his plane crashed , and there was 0 debree found. You never got to see your husband after that again.
You looked at the shiny wedding ring you had on. Tears started to brim in your eyes. You took off the ring and threw it to the other side of the living room.

You planted your face in your hands and sobbed uncontrollably.
There was a knock at the door , but soon after realizing the door was unlocked Ashton and Calum walked into your apartment carrying gifts.

"Hey , (Y/N/N) ... We brought you some gifts" Calum said.
You didn't move from your sobbing position.
Ashton sat on the couch in the spot next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. Calum dropped the presents under your small fake pine tree. He noticed your ring at the other side of the room , he grabbed it. He sat next to you , raised your hand and put the ring back on.

"Just because he's not here , doesn't mean is isn't still here" he said, poking at your heart.

You weakly smiled and wiped your face.
"Want to see what we got you?" Ashton asked.

You nodded and Ashton threw you a square box wrapped in red wrapping with reindeers on it.
You slowly teared the wrapping off , which revealed a box a small picture frame with a picture of you on top of Michael , him giving you a piggy back ride.

"Ash, you know I have like 10 copies of this picture" you say
"I know but take out the picture".
You did as he said and behind the picture was a small folded piece of paper.

You unfolded it and it was a letter handwritten by Michael.
It read

Dear reader,
so you've found my personal copy of me and my beautiful wife. Were you snooping through my stuff? Well if you're wondering I should tell you a bit about her. Her favourite band is still N'sync because that's how early 2000's she is. My wife has the most beautiful (Y/E/C) eyes , and she's so insecure about her body but to be honest I think it's what defines her. Her gorgeous hair , her addictive lips. She loves the movies paper towns and the notebook. She loves going to Aspen Park near our apartment to watch the ducks on the river and she hates the winter time. (Y/N) if you are the one reading this, know that I am completely dedicated to you and nobody but you. I love you my darling.  Love your loving husband Michael.

You could feel the tears streaming down your face. This time tears of joy.

"Why did he have this" You asked.
"He wanted to keep a picture of you with him at all times so he would always be with mentally with you"

"No but the letter..." You said.

"I guess after you guys got married he... he wanted everyone who read it to know-" Ashton was interrupted by tears of his own too. Ashton was after all his best friend and band mate.

"He wanted everyone to know he loved you. Nobody but us knew about the letter or the picture. He kept it under his pillow wherever we slept" Calum said.
The two boys wrapped their arms around you while you hugged the picture.

"Michael...." You sobbed.

Soon enough you fell into a dreary sleep.

Michael undid his jacket and you sprinted towards him , engulfing you in a hug.
He kissed you forehead and settled down on the couch.
He suddenly got up and unzipped his suitcase and pulled out a present.
You felt wet tears on your cheeks but couldn't feel yourself crying , because it was a happy moment. But then you remembered it.

"Michael... This isn't real , this never happened" you said.
"Well I'd say it's pretty real.. It's happening right now isn't it?" He said , cheerily.

"This Christmas... You didn't come home that night. You died in a terrible plane crash and we never celebrated Christmas together. This is a dream" you said.

Michaels feet started to blow away with the cold wind like sand. You touched your hand to his.

"I miss you Michael" you said, crying.
"I miss you too" he sighed.
The rest of Michael disappeared and so did you, waking up on your couch with Calum and Ashton.

Cheesy but fack off I write this at 1am