5SOS Preferences and Requests (Part 2)

He's A Ghost (Malum) (The Feels Edition)

More feels!!! Yay!

Calum:  The funeral was unbearable. You felt like your lungs were filling with cement instead of air. The open casket made everything more painful. You didn't want this to be the image you'd see when you remembered him.  His black hair lay against his now pale forehead and his thick lashes brushed his cheeks. He wore a black suit and tie. You couldn't see his tattoos and there was no evidence of the smile that used to light up your world. He would've hated it. When the time came to close the casket, you sobbed and placed a kiss to his cheek before they closed away your love forever. After the service, you sat beside his gravesite and stared at the headstone. It was brand new and not yet covered in dust. The fact that his name was on it tore your heart apart. He was so young and full of life and love, how could this happen to him? He was ripped away from you before you could tell him you loved him. You curled up in the grass next to his resting place, trying to forget the way his face wasn't pulled up in a smile. "Calum I love you! I wish you were here to tell me everything's going to be alright. I'm going to miss you so much. I don't know how I'm going to survive without you." You cried and closed your eyes. "Y/N please don't cry." You swear you heard his voice and you got upset with yourself for thinking it was real. "Y/N aren't you going to look at me?" It came again and you screwed your eyes shut and buried your face in your arms. "No! You're not real!" You yelled. Suddenly the air around you got colder and you felt something touch your hand. You slowly looked up, seeing his hand first, then his face. He was sitting on top of his grave with his legs crossed. He was wearing a tank top and black skinny jeans and you could see all of his tattoos. "C-Calum? How is that possible?" You whispered. He smiled his beautiful smile and held out a hand out for you. You hesitated before he took your hand and tugged you close. "Did you mean those things you said?" He asked and wrapped his cold arms around you. You sniffed and nodded. "Every word Calum." He kissed the top of your head and closed his dimmed eyes. "I love you Y/N. I know I've never said it either but I do. I should've told you before." He admitted and you let tears fall again. "Y/N I'll always be with you. I know I'm in your heart. Please remember that I'm never leaving you." He said softly and wiped your tears away. "I need you." You replied and he lifted your chin and looked in your eyes. "And I need you to be strong for me. Can you do that?"  You nodded and buried your head in his chest and he tugged on your hair like he always used to. "I love you. Take care of yourself darling. Don't waste your time in the dark. Find the light and be happy. You deserve it Y/N. Promise me you'll try." You teared up and spent those last moments of his in silence. When he started to fade away you cried and let him go. "I promise."

Michael:  "Ooga booga booga!" He yelled and you just blinked at him. "Aren't I scary?" He asked and you shrugged. "I've seen radishes scarier than you." You said and he looked at you from behind the bedsheet. "That's rude." You giggled and lifted the sheet off of his head and pecked his lips. When you pulled away, he had the cutest smile on his face. "What?" You asked with a laugh. "You're the sweetest  ghoulfriend  ever!" He joked and you snorted. "Put your sheet back on." He giggled and pulled the sheet back over his face and made ghostly noises. "You're almost nineteen and you're acting like a six year old. I love you." You hugged him and he tried to kiss you through the sheet and whined. "Sheets don't taste good." You burst out laughing and lifted the sheet and stepped inside. He grinned and pulled you close and kissed your lips softly. "Much better." He mumbled against your mouth. When you left the comfort of your ghost, you fixed his sheet and handed him a pumpkin basket. "Don't come back until you have more candy than Candy Crush." He laughed and hugged you. "Love you too Y/N!" You giggled and sent him out the door. He bent down and took your little girl's hand and walked with her to the first house. She was dressed in a red Power Ranger costume and looked absolutely adorable next to your bedsheet of a husband. Michael picked her up and ran to the next house as she giggled uncontrollably. "Must! Get! Candy!" He yelled and she laughed and tried to get out of his arms. He set her down so she could ring the doorbell and get candy. Every once in a while he'd go up to the door and pretend to be a fourteen year old and get more candy. Let's just say most people saw through him, but gave him candy anyways.