Even without much organising and advertising, many people still came to help. Infact, it was almost becoming a popular thing.

Everyone respected Bill and Mary, whether they knew them or not. Most of the pupils who went to school didn't know who Bill an Mary were, but some of their parents did. Each parent had something to say about them and most adults had a few stories to tell.

The first band set up, and soon, they started singing and making music. They were good, I had to admit.

People were enjoying themselves, especially Jordan. Bouncing to the music and singing whenever she could, I wondered how I survived without her all these years.

"Jordan?" I got her attention. Her blue eyes flickered to mine.

"Yeah?" She asked as she came closer to me.

"I've missed you," I stated truthfully. Jordan smiled and pulled me into a tight embrace.

"I've missed you too, Callum," she replied as she called me by my childhood name.

"Shut up," I pouted. She laughed. "I thought we stopped that,"

"Of course not, why would we stop a tradition? You don't see anyone stopping Christmas," I looked to her as she shrugged smugly.

"Fair point, Jordan, fair point,"

"I was always right," she winked my way. I rolled my eyes. It was true, she was always right, but like she always says 'I can't be wrong because I don't question anything if I know I'm going to be wrong,' and I admired her everyday since then.

Kyle's body suddenly came over to us soon after. I welcomed his scent and his presence behind me.

"You girls okay?" He asked as he towered over the both of us. He looked extra sexy standing underneath the different coloured lights. I could look at him all day.

"Good thanks," Jordan replied as she looked across the crowd from behind stage.

"And you?" He asked as he tapped me on the nose. I scrunched up my nose.

"I'm great thanks," I beamed up to him. He smiled.

"Hopefully we're now just half way there to accomplishing what we need to," I loved how he was so caring and kind. I loved being beside him, I wanted to be beside him.

"Hopefully," I encountered. "Do you think it will turn out okay?"

"Course," Kyle replied. "I have no doubt in the school backing us and I definitely have no doubts about us," both of us knew that deep down, even if we got the money to save Mary's life, what's the chances of the operation working?

We hoped to God everything worked out the way it should. We hoped we could accomplish this and give Bill and Mary the rest of their lives to share without it having to end so soon.

Kyle laid his head on to my shoulder as we stood there listening to the music everyone was enjoying. Even my father was tapping his foot to the beat of the music. I was happy he was having fun.

A boy I had never seen before came up to Kyle and I to tap Kyle on the shoulder. He whispered something in his ear and Kyle nodded.

"I'll be back soon," was his statement, he looked almost regretful as if he didn't want to go. As if he didn't want to ruin the moment we found ourselves in. I nodded my head and smiled in his direction for reassurance.

When he was gone, I went over to sit next to my father. He looked delighted and proud. When I made my way over to him, he took me into his arms.

"Hey, superstar," my father greeted as soon as I was in his embrace.

"Hey, dad," I replied. I pulled out of his arms. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Of course. This is great," he admitted. "I love the music. I think I'm the new rockstar father," he smiled as I looked to him almost warningly.

"Oh god," I groaned. "Don't start crowd surfing," I held up my hand to signal him. He chuckled and I laughed with him.

"You know, I'm really proud of you, you've become a beautiful grown up girl who is already helping others, I couldn't be more grateful in who I've got as a daughter, you and Tammy are my life, and you'll never stop being just that wherever I go," he stated.

"I know dad, I'm grateful for you too," he smiled at me in reply.

"I need a talk with Kyle,"

"Again?" I groaned. "Please don't embarrass me, you know, I really really like him," I loved him, I could feel it in the depths of my heart.

"I won't embarrass you, I promise, now where is he?" As soon as he asked that, Kyle came bounding up to us and my father didn't need to look any further.

"Hey," Kyle shook my fathers hand. My father nodded and smiled in greeting.

Kyle turned to look at me and then gave me a slow peck on the cheek. I smiled and whispered in his ear, "he wants to talk to you again,"

"I know," he replied. I looked to him confusingly but didn't say a word. He then gave me a quick peck on the lips before standing straight and looking at my father.

My father smiled and I was grateful he wasn't anything but happy, especially when his daughter was being kissed.

"Come on, there's a spare room empty," Kyle stated to my father as they walked off together.

I was alone again now and I didn't know where Jordan was. Maybe Matt was around somewhere? I was hoping he was.

I walked off and targeted the little stalls up and around the field. There was nothing better to do and what's better than shopping when you're bored? Apart from eating, I suppose nothing was.

There was a strong smell of different foods in the air as soon as I was close, and I savoured the smells all together.

There were plenty of people here so it was hard to get to some places, but I didn't mind. It didn't bother me one bit, I think this was the first time I was actually happy to see loads of people. Only because I knew it was for the charity Kyle and I established.

And now my mind was back to Kyle. It was always Kyle. Why did he have to waltz into my life in that god damn leather jacket and that motorbike and his silky dark hair? I guess I was grateful to have him. He was everything I needed, everything I wish I had.

And I do have him, I have him because he's mine. I couldn't express how much he meant to me, or how much I needed him, because words just wouldn't cut it. I couldn't express my love for him because my hearts inside it's cage, and nobody will understand how fast it beats when I'm near him, or how much it bursts when I hear him. But I guess, aslong as my heart still beats, I know he's here.

"Cali!" I heard my name being shouted. I turned around through the crowds to see Matt making his way up to me.

I jumped in his arms when I saw him.

"Hey Matt,"

"Baby girl, how's it going?" He set me down on the floor. I smiled up to my bestfriend who supported a great pair of light skinny jeans and a pale blue top.

"Good, are you enjoying yourself?" I asked. He flicked a piece of hair out of his face.

"I'm more than enjoying myself, those band boys are making me a little sweaty and flustered," his eyes twinkled as he waved a hand infront of his face too cool himself down. I laughed.

"I'm happy to know we've made your day,"

"You've made my life," he winked in my direction. "I'm sure one of them are gay,"

"Maybe, you should check, go talk to them," I suggested.

"Alright wing woman, you know I wouldn't give that opportunity away," he smiled. "But first, do you want to get a drink? I'm thirsty as shit, baby girl,"

"Sure," I nodded my head. He followed me to the bar at the other end of the field.

We ordered two cokes and sat down on one of the tables.

"Can you believe Jordan's back?" Matt asked as he took the glass to his lips. I shook my head as I rolled my glass between my hands.

"No, it's been ages, it hasn't been you, me and Jordan for years, it was always just you and me," I replied. Matt nodded his head.

"We need a real catch up soon, maybe we can go clubbing," I spluttered my drink.

"Aren't we too young?"

"I can pull a few strings," he smiled mischievously, and I had no doubt he would.

"Well, why not?" I smiled. Matt looked taken back.

"I didn't think you'd agree,"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Miss sensible going clubbing?" He shook his head sarcastically. "Kyle's created a monster," I laughed along with him.

"Shut up," I pouted as I looked to the table. We waited until the laughs died off between us both.

"I'm serious now, Cali, how's life been holding up? Everything okay?" And I knew he was referring to my mother. I smiled for reassurance, and I nodded my head as a reply.

"Yeah, it's been fine, I just try and forget about it now, you know?"

"You mustn't do that, baby girl," Matt replied gently.

"Do what?"

"Pretend everything's okay when it's not,"

"But everything is okay," I stressed. "I'm fine, I'm happy, I'm inlove and I've got my father and my sister, and I've also got you and Jordan," he looked to me almost skeptically. "I'm happy, Matt, I promise you I'm fine, I've got everything I need. My mother tried killing me, I don't care that she's not in my life anymore," I shrugged. Matt sighed.

"Okay, I believe you, baby girl, but you know where I am," and I smiled at him for being there, always.

"You know I'd always come to you," I rolled my eyes at the fact. He knew that already.

"I know, I mean, everybody needs a trust worthy gay bestfriend," he pointed to himself and wiggled his eyebrows. I cracked up laughing.

That was the thing with Matt, he was fun to be around and what ever happened, he always cheered me up.

Suddenly, Jordan came running up to the table, she seemed out of breath.

"I need to talk to you," her face was one of shock and almost sadness. I quickly shot out of my seat and followed her after flashing Matt a smile and leaving.

She led me to a free space on the field where nobody was around us.

"What's up?" I asked, getting more nervous as the seconds went on.

"You didn't tell me your dad had cancer," she replied almost accusingly.

My world stopped dead and my heart dropped to the floor. My eyes widened and I wanted to run away and pretend I never heard what she stated. Did she mishear something? Was this a nightmare? God please tell me it was.

"What?" I breathed as my eyes welled up with tears.

"You didn't tell me your dad had cancer, why didn't you tell me?" She asked as she looked to me with sadness in the depths of her eyes.

"I don't know what you're going on about!" I almost shouted. "Why do you keep saying this when I don't know what you're on about?" My tears fell freely now and I was sniffling as I replied.

"I over heard Kyle and your father talking and I heard them say that your father had cancer and oh my God," she breathed as she cradled her head in her two palms. "I thought you knew, I thought you knew!" She let out.

"Oh my God, fuck," I whispered as I turned around and ran.

I needed to find my dad. What the fuck was going on? It was hard to see through the tears cascading down my cheeks and blurring my line of vision, but somehow, after a few minutes of running, I saw him.

I ran over to him, panting and squeezing out breath.

"You've got cancer?" I asked him as soon as I was infront of him.

He looked almost shocked, and then his face fell, and that was enough to know. I began sobbing as I crashed into his chest. His arms went around me and I cried.

"Why didn't you tell me? God dammit dad, why didn't you tell me?" I shouted and sobbed into his chest. He cooed and stroked my hair as he tried to relax me.

"I'm sorry," he croaked, almost cracking up. "I'm so sorry,"

"You're hurting me," I breathed. "Why couldn't you have told me?" I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Cali, I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you, you're my daughter I'm meant to protect you, you're too young to lose a father, you're just too young to lose everything, that's why I told Kyle to-"

"Kyle knew?" I cut him off. My father didn't say a word. Anger engulfed me as I realised I was so thick to not see it. I was angry that Kyle didn't tell me, I was angry at my father, I was angry at the world.

Without another word I ran off from my father too. All I ever did was run.

"Cali!" He shouted, but I didn't turn around, I needed to see Kyle.

I ran backstage with a heavy heart. I didn't think anything was kicking in. Was this real? Why was it always me?

My heart was breaking in two, it was splitting slowly but painfully. I couldn't handle this.

"Cali?" Kyle wheezed as I ran into his body. "Cali, why are you crying, sweetheart?" He went to wrap his arms around me but I fought his arms away.

"Did you know?" Kyle's face paled, it fell and it went neautral, almost as if he was keeping his emotions in. "Oh my God," I went to run away again, but his hand stopped my from moving any further.

"Baby," he trailed off.

"No, how could you do this?" I sobbed and sniffled and I realised I was the biggest mess.

"I did it to protect you," he looked down to the floor.

"I don't need to protecting!" I shouted. "I just wanted the truth for once in my life, and not even you could give me that!"

"Cali-"

"No, we're over, Kyle, I can't do this," I said with an even heavier heart as I left.

And he didn't stop me.

My heart had finally cracked all together. I wasn't happy anymore.

I crashed to the floor in a sobbing mess when I was further away from all that was hurting me.

A pair of arms engulfed me into a comforting hug. But they weren't comforting; they weren't Kyle's.

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The end is near:((( I love you guys!

Hope you enjoyed!

Most of you clever nerds guessed it right. But I wanted to do something like this because cancer is a big thing and I think it's unfair and stupid and cancer should die. Everybodies been affected by it whether they're a survivor or their friends and family are. Whether you've all lost someone from it too. It's sickening, but I'm here, and you're not alone.

I really hope you enjoyed xxx