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⚠🚫Warning: This imagine describes a person getting into a car accident, caution before reading. ⚠🚫
Summary: You died not long after your brother, but what happens when you meet through a mutual friend 25 years later.
A/N: In this universe, Celeb doesn't exist. Also this does describe how the female reader died, please note that before reading. Once again, let me know if you want another part. Much Love 🌻
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It had been three months since Alex died, along with the other two people in your life that you called brothers. Dead by hotdogs, that was a great story that you got to tell.
You were there that night, you were supposed to go get food with the boys, but you were stubborn and didn't eat hotdogs. You thought back to that night more often then you really should. The night you could have died as well.
"Y/N, did you hear me?" Kara said pulling you from your thoughts. Shaking your head, she sighs before repeating herself. "I said, are you sure that you're going to be okay driving in the rain? It's supposed to be getting really bad tonight."
"Kar, I'll be fine. I've driven in the rain before." She had always been kind of paranoid. It reminded you of Alex a lot, he hated you driving in the rain too.
"Fine but if anything happens, or your car stops, call me or Warren. Love you" She says before opening the door and running up to her house. Pulling away from her house, you wish you had taken her offer to stay at her house that night.
The rain was pouring onto the roads, you shouldn't have taken that turn as quick as you did. The car slid into the rails of the bridge, flipping over it. The last thing you heard was 'Runaway' playing, then everything went black.
You woke a month later, at your funeral. Staring at your own body is kind of surreal. Now here you am, 25 years later. you've been wondering around LA since you've woken up.
Only, now you're not alone. You met this boy, Willie, about 2 years ago and you've kept each other company.
Walking down Sunset Boulevard is something you do almost everyday since there isn't much more things to do. Today was supposed to be like every other day, but someone made it a lot more interesting.
Turning around, you saw a boy skating towards you, slipping through humans before hitting you knocking the both of you to the ground.
"I'm so sorry, I thought you were one of the lifers" He says offering his hand to help you up.
"It's okay, I did too till you went through one of them. I haven't met another ghost yet." You say whipping the dust off your legs.
"Well, I'm Willie." He says extending his arm out for you to shake.
"I'm Y/N."
You and Willie had been together since that day. It was nice to have company, you and Willie skated around and played tricks on people all day. He was like another brother, granted you still missed yours, but he helped you get through it.
Willie and you had found a old art gallery years ago, since then, the two of you had made it your little home. Every once in a while, he would bring you little things he found on his adventures that he though you would like.
"Hey sis, I brought someone back with me." Willie yells as he walks into the gallery. You can make out the faint voice of another male, followed by Willie responding. "No, she's not actually my sister, but she's the closest thing i got to it."
Walking down to the main floor, you were happy to see another ghost. Just as you were going to introduce yourself, you stopped dead in your tracks. Standing in front of you was the person you missed the most.
