Calum Imagine: You’re
a Youtuber Part 2
“Cal, what are you doing?”
You pinch your eyebrows at the boy behind the large lens of
your camera, trying to grab it out of your hands, reaching for it in futile as
he looms over you.
“Remembering this moment.”
He puts the camera down for a moment, revealing his large
grin and messy hair.
“There’s going to be many more of these moments to come,
The words are out of your mouth before you have the chance
to catch them, a faint rush of warmth in your cheeks at the indication of more with Calum – the more that you’ve
always wanted with him, the more that you’re hoping he wants with you.
His grin stretches wider, if possible – he loves these
little slipups, these little hints to show that he wasn’t the only one who was
dreaming of this very moment where it was you and him and a future as something
more than casual friends.
“I’m savouring what I can before Ashton completely slaughters me when I get back. So
please, allow me to film my last memoir before I’m declared missing.”
You scoff a little, rolling your eyes at Calum’s over-dramatization.
He was calm for the most part throughout the date – or at
least, calm for someone who got terribly lost in the city and ended up having
to camp out at a pizza parlour for the first date with the girl of his dreams –
but now that the night was ending, the nerves of returning to an angry brother
was more than the nerves he had for asking you out.
Needless to say, he was dreading this last walk of the night
that he’d have with you – sending you back to your hotel – before returning to
“Ash isn’t going to kill
you, Cal – “
“Did you see the
way that boy was glaring at me? He looked like he was going to butcher me with
a spork then use my skin to make a new set of drums to eternally beat.
Melodically, but still beat the shit out of me – does it look like my face can
handle a beating?”
He pouts and you laugh, instinctively covering the camera as
you do, hiding your open-mouthed chuckles and squinted eyes.
“I won’t let Ash touch you.”
“Good, because that would be kind of weird, if I had you and
Ash touching me – “
The screen of the camera goes shaky as he tries to dodge
your playful smacks.
“You hit hard –
did you gain some muscle since I last saw you?” He whines a little, rubbing his
You stick your tongue out at him, though you can’t stop the
smile that was ever-present on your lips.
“What do you expect from Ashton’s little sister?”
“True. But just so you know, I’d prefer a beating from you
He winks cheekily at you and it’s the Calum that you knew,
that you missed, that you loved – and
all of the stony silence and awkward tension from just hours before is gone,
the memory already erased.
You remembered his bashful offer for dinner with the red on
his cheeks and the sweat still clinging onto his skin, adrenaline from the
stage still buzzing in his eyes mixed from the nerves of asking you out at
And this – you remembered, but you wish you filmed it all
the same – walking up to the rest of the band who was still chattering away
with Dan and Phil, your fingers laced with Calum’s as you dragged him towards
the group –
Michael and Luke’s smirks at the sight of the two of you,
Ashton’s wide-eyed gaze at his bandmate so close to his little sister, Dan and
Phil exclaiming not-so-subtly at the sight of your wide beam.
Cal and I are going
out to dinner – don’t wait up for us, yeah?
It was priceless, the sight of Luke and Michael punching a
red-faced Calum in the arm while Ashton realized he’d been interrogating the
wrong boys all this time, Phil loudly whispering I knew she was dressed up for a date while Dan stepped on his foot
with a clenched not now Phil.
You tugged Calum away before Ashton had time to form a
response – and before Calum could melt from the heat in his cheeks – hearing a
faint oi wait how are we going to get
back to the hotel now from Phil as you left.
“Don’t worry about Ash. He’ll… he’ll understand.”
“Yeah, after he gouges out my eyeballs.”
“Not on my watch.”
“In that case, you’d better watch me all night long.”
You hate how the camera catches your flustered stutters.
“Are you seriously going to record me with my own camera,
You try to change the subject, time for your blush to cool.
“You’ll thank me for this one day. After all,” he pulls at
one of your cheeks, “you’ve been recording me for so many years and this is
only the beginning of me trying to pay it off.”
“Recording you and the band, Cal. You’re making me sound
like a creep.”
“Whatever. But professional Youtubers like you should have a
whole crew recording your videos,” he grins, “and I am happy to volunteer my
time and effort.”
“You’ll get the lighting all wrong.”
“You look perfect to me.”
How does he always manage to make you so embarrassingly flattered
all the time?
And in a sudden, swift motion, Calum leans down to your
height, twisting the camera to the both of you.
“Hello, Youtube – this is Calum Hood from the band 5 Seconds
of Summer, and this beautiful girl that I’m sure you’re all very familiar with –
she just agreed to go on a date with me. I’m recording this now for the police
to use as evidence when I go missing twenty-eight days later – I’ll tell you
now that the search is over and that Ashton Irwin did it.”
“Calum! What are you doing?”
He ignores your words, staring into your laughing eyes and
pressing a quick kiss to the top of your head, arms still outstretched and
holding the filming camera.
“But it’ll be worth it, because I’ll have spent the best
night of my life with this lovely girl.”
He stops the recording, quick to check the footage with
“What was that for?”
“Our announcement video.”
“You’re not even done this first date and you’re already
planning an announcement video?”
He grins lopsidedly and loops the camera back around your
neck, the familiar weight settling on your chest.
“I want to remember,” he says, “the way you are right now.
How you haven’t stopped blushing since we left the stage – god, I love that,
you’re so fucking cute – and how your hair shines underneath this streetlight,
how you smudged cheese all over your nose from the pizza – “
“ – not my finest moment, I ask that you erase that from
“Not happening anytime soon. I want to remember this moment,
here with you.” Calum curls a strand of hair behind your ears. “I want to
remember the first moment that you felt like you were mine – “
“Do you want me to be yours?”
“With all my heart. I want to remember this first date at – “
he checks the time on his phone “ – eleven-twenty at night in some city we both
don’t know, where Dan and Phil are probably sharing stories about this date and
Ashton is plotting thirty-two different ways to kill me, this moment right
before you have to leave for Vidcon and I have to leave for a flight.”
“Cal – “
“We’ll be going different ways tomorrow and god knows when
we’ll see each other again. And all I can give you is this moment,” he smiles,
tapping the camera around your neck, “and that video.”
He looks at you sadly and he wishes he could’ve had you for
longer than the span of time it took to say goodbye.
“Can I give you something?” You ask, trying to prolong the
moment you had to leave even as you were standing in front of your hotel.
After a breath of hesitation, you stand on the tips of your
toes and press your lips lightly to his.
His hands are shy on your hips like a boy with his first
dance, and the bashful gesture from the ever-cocky Calum Hood makes you smile
into the kiss.
When you finally part, your eyes are closed and you can feel
his breath on your lips and his taste in your mouth, his arms now fully wrapped
around you like a shield from the wind.
His beautiful eyes open with the glaze of a man who’s just
seen all his dreams come true.
“I’ll remember that, I think.” He whispers the words against
your lips, nose rubbing yours. “Thank you.”
“Anytime. All the time.” You smile, lightly pecking him one
last time before dropping from your tip-toes, holding on to his touch for just
a moment longer before you let go.
But he knows he’ll see you soon, a small grin as you walk
back into the hotel – he’ll be watching those little Youtube videos of yours
and the longing he has will be different from how it was all the times before,
now that he knows the taste of your lips.
And you know you’ll see him soon, a blushing smile that your
mouth can’t help as you replay the video of Calum’s grinning words and shining
eyes as he looks at you.
You suppose you both left with the best gifts and a memory
more imagines here!