Glass // Calum Hood

Chapter 4

"Guys, tell me I want to know!" I shouted.

"He was tall, kinda of muscly, looked like he played a lot of football. Why do you want to know this?" Michael asked in a hurt voice. Obviously remembering Calum hurt.

"Just please tell me his physical features ." I pleaded.

"He has big brown eyes, the darker brown you can think of almost black." Ashton said looking at the floor. "His hair was dark brown as well and he was very tanned."

"He kind of looked Asian." Luke half heartedly laughed. "He had this really squishy looking face but he had a really strong jawline . He always smirked." Luke said a small smile on his face, probably remembering the happy memories.

As soon as he said smirk I knew it was him.

"Why do you need to know this?" Michael asked, the hurt in his voice clear.

"You really won't believe me, you'll think I'm lying." I knew they wouldn't I should have just kept my mouth shut and googled him.

"Tell us, Skyler." Ashton said.

"Okay, last night I was woke up and I heard this noise of a glass smashing downstairs and I crept downstairs and went into the dining room and he was just there. I tried to talk to him ask him why he was there, I thought he was going to burgle the house. He just smirked at me, and walked over to the window. Suddenly he doubled over in pain and when I tried to call for help he wouldn't let me, when- when-" I began to stumble on my words getting more worked up. "When I tried to place my hand on his back it just went straight through him. I could have sworn he said my name as he disappeared but everything went black and I woke up in my bed." I sighed. "I know it sounds like a dream but it isn't I swear, I went downstairs this morning and there was smashed glass on the floor then when I went to get in my house earlier there was someone stood in the back room."

"I'm sorry Skyler, but it sounds too much like you were dreaming to me." Michael sighed looking at the floor.

"Same here." Luke chimed in.

I looked at the ground in disgrace, I knew it. "I believe her." Ashton said clearly.

I looked up to him and his eyes met mine and I didn't say anything but he knew I was thankful. "Come on guys, how can she dream about someone who looked exactly like Calum, when she didn't even know about him until a couple of minutes ago? I doubt she'd lie to us, she's only know is a couple of hours." Michael looked at Luke and Luke looked at Michael as if they were having a silent argument, where Michael still didn't believe it and Luke did.

"Okay, I kind of believe you." Luke said looking at the floor.

"I'm not sure." Michael said looking down.

"Let's just drop it for now." Ashton said. "It's too much too soon."

We carried on the rest of the night like the conversation had never happened but, the atmosphere was still tense and awkward.

At around 11 Michael and Luke left so Ashton insisted on walking me home. Which I tried to deny but he wasn't having it.

After locking up his house, he put his arm round my should which seemed like more of a friendly gesture to me the a romantic one. "How- how did Calum look?" Ashton asked out of nowhere.

"Like a normal 17 year old boy, I guess." I laughed. "He seemed kind of cocky with his smirk."

"If you see him again, tell him- tell him I say hi and that I'm sorry." Ashton said a tear running down his cheek.

"Listen Ash, it isn't your fault. Calum chose to go in there , how did you know he would die?" I took his face into my hands making him look me in the eye. "You said it yourself, you tried to stop him and he wouldn't listen. So please stop blaming yourself."