Through Chaos As It Swirls//Coldplay

Chapter Seven

The last few days have really flown by, I graduated high school and I celebrated my eighteenth birthday.

The graduation was actually quite hilarious because the five guys all sat in a little bunch and they were screaming and shouting when my name was called and it was hilarious.

Security guards ended up having to come so we could actually leave the school and the most popular kids in the school had the most priceless expressions when Ashely and I stepped into the limo.

But I'm really excited for next week, it's my first real concert and my first time actually working and yes I'm totally internally screaming.

I also ended up going back to Phil's and he got all the papers signed and it was official that I was free of my father especially that I was eighteen and I'm now an adult.

He ended up having a small party, he and the four guys all went in and got me a beautiful new camera lens and they hired someone to make me a cake.

It was really nice and it said, Happy Eighteenth Birthday Reese!!

It had a picture of me and the five guys on it and it was so incredible and I couldn't believe my eyes.

I started to cry, "aw Reese it's okay" Chris cooed.

He hugged me as I cried into his shirt and he stroked my back.

No one hasn't ever given anything like this to me ever, no one hasn't ever cared about my birthday or even recognized I was living half of the time.

The four other guys joined in the hug and it made my heart feel like it was going to shatter from happiness.

I continued to cry on Chris's shoulder and no offense but you could tell he was a wonder dad because he talked to me and he rubbed his hand up and down my spine.

Really I loved these guys like they were my real family but it's also quite awkward to say they're my bosses.

The new album also dropped and they had songs called A Head Full Of Dreams, Birds, Hymn For The Weekend, Adventure Of A Lifetime, Fun, Kaleidoscope, Army Of One, Amazing Day, Colour Spectrum and Up & Up.

They announced that they're holding a contest for a last song on their album.

I thought of a cord the other day and I'd call it Everglow, I mean it defiantly wouldn't make it but I'd at least try.

I know people would defiantly hate me that if my song won, they'd all think it would be because I personally know the guys blah blah blah.

My tears were gone now but I had to take off my glasses a few times to get rid of the fog from my glasses.

*Time Skip to the next day*

I packed the two bags that I had, today we were leaving a few days early to get down to Wembley to get settled in and to start setting up things.

We boarded onto the private Coldplay jet and man it was fast and dang we got there two hours quicker then a regular plane.

All the other crew headed to the stadium to begin setting up the stage and everything else.

Phil and I shared a nice two bedded room, "so how are you liking all of this so far?" He asked.

"Liking? Don't you mean loving, I'm still in shock this is all happening and my dreams some how came true I guess and I mean I just can't even" I sighed.

"Glad to hear that buddy" he smiled.

"Oh and so you know tomorrow you have a doctors appointment, they wanna check out your leg" he said.

"Oh alright sounds good" I added.

The thought burned in the back of my head, I had to tell him I have lung cancer but I don't know how to say it without being a coward or weird about it.

I laid on my bed keeping my leg stable, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows part 2 was playing on the tv in the background.

"Hey Phil?" I asked.

"Hm" he mumbled.

"I-I've got something kinda important to tell you now that you're like my only family I have" I sighed.

"What is it my boy" his British accent broke out.

I began to cry and I covered my hands, I defiantly didn't think it'd be this hard to tell him.

He came over to my bed and he sat on it and he talked to me softly.

He peeled my hands off my face and they were soaked in my tears but he locked his eyes into mine and he was being dead serious.

"What's wrong Reese?" He asked.

"I-I don't know h-how exactly I-I can say this I-I'm sorry" I chocked.

"Just spit it out lad" he urged.

"I-I have lung c-cancer" I chocked but blurted out at once.

The colour of his face completely drained and his usual red cheeks turned into a pale.

A few tears slipped down his eyes and he gritted his teeth and he couldn't even focus on me.

He kept looking side to side not exactly sure what to think going on in his head at this exact moment.

When he finally came around he locked his brown eyes into mine.

"I'm sorry buddy" he sobbed.

He came down and hugged me and he sprang up and sprinted out the door.

I heard Chris'a muffled voice come from somewhere and Phil discussed my problem.

I heard the shock in the voice of Chris and it sent chills down my spine.

I heard a little bit of crying, which made me upset and I started balling my eyes out.

I couldn't move or go anywhere because of my broken leg but my breathing began staggering and my vision became blurry and it blackened.

(OOOOOH CLIFFHANGER MWHAHAHAH)