5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Calum

~Warning~

Y/N's POV:

I stared at the white wall that was in front of me. I rocked myself back and forth along with the music that played in my head. The bed squeaked every time I moved, giving me a headache but I couldn't stop.

The song kept replaying, it was our song. It was the only memory I had of Calum, and I didn't want to forget the words.

"Checks." Merida enthusiastically said, popping her head halfway to my room. "Morning Y/N." She said.

I didn't have a roommate. I did, but she got out because she played innocent. They thought she was better so they let her go, but I knew she wasn't.

She constantly had night terrors. They're worse than nightmares because you can feel yourself in them. You'll fight, cry, scream in real life as if it were happening right in front of you. I usually woke her up and she'd slap me, thinking I was one of her attackers.

I payed no attention to her, just the white wall. Sometimes I saw Calum's handsome face in the cracks that were all over the wall. "You have a visitor." She piped up, hoping it would make me happy.

I sighed, and followed her to the guest tables. I didn't want to see anyone, I was too broken to.

The only person to ever visit me was my brother, and he came everyday. It was nice at first, but it got annoying.

"Hey." Luke said, and stood up to hug me. I stood still while he wrapped his arms around me and sat down, still not greeting him.

I knew the drill already. He'll tell me to be happy so I could finally leave this place. He'll tell me everything will be okay, that everything is okay. He'll tell me lies so I can be happy and forget, but the thing was, I couldn't forget. And that was why I was stuck in this damn mental hospital.

"What day is it today?" I asked, startling Luke. I barely talked, not a single word and just listened to him speak since the day I got here.

He looked happy to hear my voice, but my face didn't hold excitement.

"January twenty five." He replied, his voice lowered to a whisper once he realized what I meant.

Tears clouded my vision, but not one fell from my eyes. I blinked carefully, not wanting to show Luke I was crying.

I always wanted to look strong even when I was broken inside. I didn't want to look like I craved attention for showing affection.

I nodded, and waited for him to begin his usual oral paragraph. "I'm sorry." He suddenly said. I did something I never thought I'd do again, I smiled.

Luke's blue eyes widened, and he smiled back, letting out a low chuckle.

"It's been three years Y/N." I closed my eyes when he started. I've heard this speech for exactly two years and three months everyday, I think I actually memorized it.

"Calum is in a much better place, he has been for three years. If he were here, he'd want you to be happy. He'd want you to get out of here, and live again. It's been so long since I've heard your laugh or seen you crack a smile unit now. Fuck, I've forgotten the true color of your eyes." Luke said, his voice getting hoarse.

My eyes had gotten dull and boring, not my usual bright blue eyes.

"I know you really miss him, and that you're hurting deep down Y/N, but you need to forget. Nothing will be the same, but trust me when I say it gets better. You'll get used to him not being with you. It'll hurt like hell, but you have me to help you." He kept on talking.