"Alyssa...can we talk?" my best friend, Calum, asked through the phone. "Yeah, sure. What's up?" I replied. "Not on the phone, in person. It- it's really important." I hung up the phone, got in my car, and drove to his house.
"Hey, Cal." I hugged him, taking in the sent of his cologne. I heard him sniffle a little. I pulled from the 2-minute-lasting hug to see what was up. He was crying. "Cal, what's wrong?" I looked into his eyes, easily being able to tell that he was searching for words. "I- I'm leaving, Alyssa. And....and I'm not coming back this time." What the fuck? Why is he leaving again? Shit. "Calum, what did I tell you about listening to the shit those pricks say? I swear to God if they don't stop talking to you and talking about you, I WILL-" I immediately stopped in my tracks when I saw the left sleeve of his white Blink 182 pull-over stained in a dark, crimson, blood red hue. "Shit..." he muttered, but it was loud enough for me to hear. I felt the lump in my throat forming right before the burning sensation in my eyes came along with the visual aid of thick, black mascara. "Cal, why?" I grabbed his arm. "I can't take it Alyssa. The hate. Not for me, but the hate for you. All of the things they say about you, it just tears me down, and I realized that the only reason why they are doing this to you is because of me.
"Calum, no! Don't say that!" He ignored my comment and continued, "Oh, but I WILL!! I let you into my life, all of my lives actually. Mine, the fans, the critics, they boys', my familiy's....And don't act like it doesn't get to you. I know you, and I've seen the proof. The other night when I spent the night at yours, you turned in your sleep and I saw the scars on you hips, legs, and your stomach. And it's all my fault."
"Calum...." I barely whispered out through all of my tears. "No...I'm leaving, but before I do, I just want you to know that you are beautiful. You're not perfect, but your pefectly imperfect. And that's how I like you. I've liked you that way from the start, Alyssa. Everytime I look at your lips, I feel a need to kiss them. And those goddamn eyes of yours get me lost everytime I stare. I-I love you Alyssa...and I want to love you without hurting you, but I can't....Goodbye." He said before kissing me for the first time, and the last time.
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TWO YEARS LATER
That was the last time I ever saw Calum. Until earlier today, on September the second, of 2014, when he lay to rest in peace in his newly dug up grave after he was in a fatal, drunken car accident, four days earlier. The driver was fucking shit-faced and rammed Calum from the driver side, sending him out through the other window and on the other side of the road, which was 7 ft away from the scene itself.
It was raining, and I didn't bother bringing an umbrella, knowing that the rain coudln't hurt me as much as this did. It was a closed casket, so I now knew that I could never see him in such peace as they say you'll be in. The service was lovely, even though it was pouring. The boys sang "I Miss You" by Blink 182, Michael took Calum's part, in tears.
I couldn't think clearly. How could this happen to him? Why him? Why not me? I would've been the one that didn't break over 3,000,000+ hearts in the world. He was living the dream, working his ass off for the life he had always wanted, and now it's all wasted.
Soon, it was all over and I headed back to my car, turning on my phone, which began beeping like crazy. The last noise was actually thev "Hey There Delilah" ringtone. Which means I had a voicemail.
It was from Calum. Just half an hour before the crash. Damned if I do, and damned if I don't, I pressed play.
"Uh...hey Alyssa, it's me, Cal. I'm sorry about everything that happened that night, except for when I kissed you. I need you in my life and I didn't realize that until now. I'll be there in 20, I think, I don't know, I'm terrible at time haha! Tomorrow, when I get there, I'm going to tell EVERYONE IN THE WORLD how much you mean to me. You ARE MY WORLD, HELL, YOU'RE MY LIFE! I just wanted to call and say that I can't wait to see you and I love you!!! Bye!"
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FanfictionHi!!!! So yeah I haven't really done one of these before, but I've thought about doing one...THAT and I have like a fuck tone of imagines written by me and my friends on my homework desk so.... I hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!! xxx-Chloe
