Bastille and Ed Sheeran imagines/preferences

Fandoms Never Die

Sometimes an event that seems so monotone can turn out to be shockingly important, whether it be walking a different way to work, buying the milk at a new shop or going on holiday earlier than usual, all these things can change you life forever.

That's how it was with your, what later became, husband and you. One small decision changed everything, you finally got to travel, something you'd always dreamed of. And while visiting Ireland you stopped in at a pub, where you met him and the rest is history, the history that is a permanent part of your life. Not that you'd necessarily change anything, you're really happy. But you still think of what could've happened had things been different...

Anyway, you're heading to work, for the last time actually. You announced your retirement two weeks ago, you'll miss your job but you're also happy to be leaving, if that makes sense?

With stories of the past still fresh in your mind you get into the car and start driving.

An all too familiar beat fills you head, bringing you back to when you were a teenager. Worrying about growing up and everything that comes along with it you found comfort in a special band, you remember staying up way too late blogging about them with you internet friends, wow those were good times! We used to cry, laugh and just generally obsess over them. You collected all their CDs and even a few vinyls, you've still got them, even though no one uses ancient stuff like that anymore. But all things must come to an end, sadly. You don't really talk to any of your old friends, you wonder how they're going? Even though it's been so long you're still captivated by the lead singer's voice and everything about the song amazes you all over again. There was a certain magic in their songs that you loved, and still do. You can't pretend you're not sad when the song comes to a close, you know you'll probably never hear it on the radio again, after all it's very old, you're shocked that they played it now honestly. Reminiscing over the old times, maybe you could find out about some of my internet friends?

But then the radio presenter speaks. And that was 'Pompeii' by a British band called Bastille, they were pretty popular in 2014 etc. unfortunately the bassist, Kyle Simmons, passed away yesterday.

You think you must have heard it wrong, surely he can't be gone. But you know you heard right, and even though it's been awhile since you thought of him, you can't help but burst into tears.

"This is ridiculous! You never even knew him!" You tell yourself but still the tears are flowing, this was going to happen, it had to, yet still you feel like you're a teenager again, crying over that band you loved, only this time it's so much sadder.

A post you read many, many years ago comes to mind; "because fandoms never really die out, we never really move on, we never really forget." And suddenly you completely understand what the writer meant, and it's all true. Fandoms never die, even after all these years we can feel so much because of those people.

*AN* This was kinda emotional, it's really sad to think that one day the people we love and admire so much just won't be around anymore