Poppy's PoV

Right, that was it. No more was I going to mope around and feel sorry for myself. Regardless of if I spent the next months sobbing every day or hitting life at full pace, I'd be having this baby and I'd be having treatment. I really needed to get into the right mindset and for now that was to enjoy every waking moment before my life hanged dramatically - twice over.

I sprung out of bed with a newfound happiness and decided that I'd treat us to a special breakfast before Cal had to get ready for a radio interview. We hadn't had much time to really talk about everything, so maybe a fancy breakfast and the morning to ourselves was just what we needed. Unfortunately, we'd got my parents coming round this evening and I knew I needed to make the rest of the day so happy that when they came they couldn't dampen my spirits.
I quickly got myself ready and headed to the row of shops that was a few minutes walk from our house. There sat a quaint restaurant that was open for all types of meals. It was award winning and I really hoped that a breakfast cooked by champions would make us both relax.
Rushing in, I quickly ordered two full English breakfast and two large coffees to take away. The chef got to work in an instant and I found the way he worked almost mesmerising. I wished one day to be that confident of a cook but at the moment I was more happy that I didn't burn the house down after each meal.
Within moments, my bag of food was handed to me alongside a cup holder with two coffees and I set off home again, smiling to myself as I opened the door and set foot into the house.

"Shit, Poppy you scared the hell out of me!" Calum was fully dressed; shoes on and one arm through his jacket as he turned to me, finally breathing out a sigh of relief as he laid eyes upon me.

"Wha- why? What's happened?" I placed the coffees and the bag of food on the countertop as I rushed over to Calum, embracing him in a hug that we both needed. He relaxed instantly in my arms, breathing me in as he kissed me softly on the neck over and over.

"I thought you'd... I don't know. I panicked that you'd left. You used to do it a lot when you were upset and after last night-" I stopped him mid sentence with a soft kiss. As I pulled away he let out a shy smile.

"I'm fine, Mr Overprotective. I'm sorry I left without leaving a note. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast and I thought you'd stay asleep a little longer." I eyed the clock which read just past 7:30am. Holding my hand in his, he led me over to the dining table and pulled my chair out for me, seating me comfortably before he quickly set the table and placed the containers of food neatly onto plates, making it look like we'd cooked it ourselves. The coffees were decanted into mugs and then the food was placed in front of us both with an amazing aroma and cheerfulness in the air.

"Chef special at Cafe Cal." He said goofily as he bowed, making me giggle into my mug of decaffeinated coffee.

"You're an idiot." I muttered as I took my first forkful of the delectable breakfast, my tastebuds dancing for joy.

"But I'm your idiot. It's worth it." He sat down opposite me, his heart full as he took in the small treat which had started the day so differently to our last few.

"I'm sorry for how I was Cal. I know you're going to say you understand and that I'm being ridiculous but I really wanted to apologise. I've put you through a lot whilst I battled with myself over this cancer and it wasn't fair on you. You put so much effort into yesterday and I just killed the mood again. So I've made a pact with myself; I'm enjoying every moment from here on out, Making memories that will keep me smiling through the dark times. I'm not making either of us miserable again." Calum stopped mid sip of his coffee and lowered the cup down to the table again.

"Pops, you have every right to be sad, angry, hell any emotion right now. This fucking sucks and it feels like we never catch a break. Every time something good comes, something bad seems to follow. I hate that your cancer is back and that you've got to go through some awful treatment but as long as you're still with me, I'm a happy man. I will support you every way I can, whether that's laying with you through a bad day or helping you when you're sick, I'm not going anywhere. If you want to make memories, let's fucking do it. Let's show the world that it can't mess with us." His supportive speech had empowered me so much that all I could think of doing was hugging him. I whispered thank you in his ear as I sat on his lap and threw my hands around his neck. He pulled me close into him as well and for a moment, we were just content.

"Let's eat up, we've got a busy day ahead of us." I finally broke the comfort of the hug as I realised time was escaping us. "The guys will be here in half an hour!" It was only a radio interview but I was attending just because they'd rota'd me to. I didn't mind though, I was happy that they still wanted me despite everything. Tomorrow, a new nurse was coming to shadow me and train up for when I was on maternity leave so today marked the final day as the only nurse following the band around and as much as that struck a sad chord with me, it was also an exciting time. I was getting to train someone to work as well as I did with the team, I was going to move onto the next chapter of my life and have Calum's baby. I was going to become a better me.
This was my outlook and I'd be damned if anyone was going to change it.