Poppy's PoV

Days and weeks passed by in a flurry of tour dates and working and hospital appointments. We'd since travelled a further three times and had finally, this morning, landed in America - California to be exact. Our tour dates here were a little more spread out, giving us time to see the sights and have a rest. There was nothing we needed more.

After unpacking, we decided that we would go to some of the shops that were closest to our hotel and quickly got ready for a lovely warm day out. I wore a floral summer dress whilst Calum wore an old band tee and shorts. We walked hand in hand through the lobby of the hotel, finally meeting up with all the guys who were beaming as they waited for us. This could only mean one thing - their girlfriends were here.

"Are they here now?" I asked, quickly responded to by a high pitched squeal and a rush of footsteps towards us. As I spun round, Bex and Sierra were running at us with arms open whilst crystal walked behind, her baby bump now obvious but very neat. We all smiled as we hugged, everyone seeming to talk over one another about how we had missed them and what they had been up to. I was mid-conversation with Bex when my phone began to ring.

"Excuse me." I said to Bex as I quickly shuffled away from the group, nerves pulling at my body as I saw Dr Forrester's name flashing up. I picked it up with shaking fingers, holding the phone to my ear as I felt the world melt around me. "Sam?"

"Poppy, how are you?" He sounded upbeat, but in all fairness he always did. Today was not a day I needed something like my cancer playing on my mind. I just wanted to enjoy some time with Calum without Naomi ruining it or some paparazzi faking a story to put us on edge.

"I was good until you called. Is it bad news?" I braced myself for the worst, catching Calum's gaze as he looked round to see where I was. Immediately, he rushed over and put an arm around my shoulders.

"What's going on babe?" He asked worriedly, obviously scared by my facial expression.

"It's Sam." I said quickly, his eyes widening too.

"You're always so pessimistic Poppy." He let out a small laugh. "I just wanted to book you an appointment for your test results. The scans and biopsy results are all back, we just need to determine if the cancer has been removed completely. Otherwise-"

"Iodine. Yeah." I shifted under Calum's grip, feeling like the pressure of the world was upon me.

"Shall we say tonight? 6pm?" I swallowed heavily. It can only be bad news if they're calling me in so quickly, right? I glanced over to Calum who was watching me intently, trying to gauge how the conversation was going.

"Uh yeah sure. I'll have to come alone tonight." I said sadly, knowing a show was happening tonight so Calum wouldn't be able to come with me. I could see him look down at the floor and sigh, feeling like he was disappointment me again. I'd told him time and again that he wasn't but he wasn't listening. All he wanted was to be there to hold my hand through these appointments.

"Well, I'll be there with you. And try not to worry. We'll have a plan regardless of the outcome." Sam tried to cheer me up but it was too late. My mind was spiralling down a rabbit hole of pessimism and sadness.

"Okay, thank you . See you then." I breathed out, words barely forming. I hung up before Sam could mutter another word and Calum pulled me straight into a hug. It felt safe and comforting, relaxing me and clearing my head for the first moment in a while.

"It'll be okay, Pops. You're a strong woman." Calum gave me a confident smile, clearly having a higher expectation than me.

"But what if it isn't?" I began to feel nauseous, suddenly bringing my hand to my mouth as my eyes scanned for the nearest restroom, running off before I embarrassed us all. Rushing into the last cubicle, I skidded to my knees and braced myself, hands either side of the toilet bowl as my stomach twisted. I heaved a few times before I was sick, finally grabbing some tissue and dabbing it on my lips before I flushed it away, hoping all the bad feelings would flush with it. Had I really been worrying that much? I'd caused myself to get sick?

"Poppy?" Crystals voice called out. "Are you in here hun?"

"Mmh." I mumbled, suddenly feeling more uneasy. I'd really worked myself into a state this time.

"Are you okay? Open the door." Crystal demanded, hitting it a couple of times. I grabbed the bolt and undid it, allowing the door to swing open slowly, revealing me leaning against the wall with my arms over my stomach. "Christ Poppy, you really don't look well." She slowly knelt down beside me and ran a hand along my cheek. "You need to head back to the room. Maybe call a doctor." I shooed her words away with my hand, slowly trying to get up.

"Relax Crystal. I'm f-" I lurched over the toilet again, getting sick once more. "Ah shit." I cursed under my breath. I grabbed another tissue and dabbed my mouth. Crystal was already holding a packet of chewing gum out to me.

"Trust me, I know how you feel. And I'm always prepared now just in case." She laughed, reminiscing on her early pregnancy and morning sickness. I laughed as I grabbed a piece of gum, throwing it in my mouth as my thoughts suddenly swirled to life. Crystal knew how I felt? Was it just coincidence that my worry for my cancer had the same side effect as her pregnancy? Was the sickness even to do with my cancer? I glanced over to crystal and down to her belly.

Oh god.

It couldn't be. Could it?

Was I pregnant?