5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Calum Imagine

Personal Imagine for @sketch_girl_22 on IG

You walk through the bitter cold, your breath fogging in the cold, late night air and you barely feel the air nip at your skin. It's like your whole body is numb and unfeeling. You and the cold are one.
You pick up your pace, eager to reach your destination and get this over with. It's all too much. It's like you're out at sea with no life jacket. Bobbing up and down and being overpowered by suffocation. Struggling to breath and seeing no sign of safety. Destined to fail.
Pushing open the wrought iron gates, they creak ominously into the night and cause the hairs on the back of your neck to stand on end. You're not afraid. Nothing can get worse than what is happened now.
Sliding through the gate, you attempt to close it quietly behind you and walk through the grassy surface towards Calum.
An owl hoots in the distance, but you keep focused on your destination, weaving in and out of the familiar stones until you find the recently dug up part of earth that you visit almost daily.
"Hey," you softly whisper, talking to no one yet hoping he is listening, "I'm sorry I'm late."
You sit down in the grass, looking across as his newly placed headstone and read the inscription.
Calum Thomas Hood
25-01-96 ~ 24-01-15
Loving brother, son and friend.
Take the pieces and build them skywards.
Finally seeing the dates under his name, it hits you. Sobs rack your body and hot tears stream down your cheeks as you struggle to breathe. He's gone. He's really, truly gone.
"Why did you have to leave me?"
Your voice breaks at the end and your head falls down, your hands covering your face as you cry. You had so many plans together and now he's gone.
"I want you to come back," you sniffle, wiping under your eyes and staring up at the moonlight sky, one star burning big and bright. Calum. "I miss you. So much."
You lay down on the grass, the damp soaking into your skin and thin shirt. Still no feeling as you stare at that lone star in the sky. You don't talk, having nothing to say, but you want to tell him everything and nothing at the same time.